Chapter Twenty-Six: Don't Sleep Too Dead Tonight

"I'm not wrong. You're wrong......."

"You're the one who hurt them."

"Why?"

"You want to use the plague to detain me in the palace, so that I am embattled and unable to entrust the tiger talisman to anyone?" Jiuli arrived at a cup of hot tea and put it in front of Chaoling. "You think that with the prescription for the plague and the support of the border guards, you can control the course of things. You were angry with Nie Wanqing, and you wanted to scare her away, but you didn't want to be bitten back by her. ”

Jiuli said in a deep voice, "You can't protect the Prince's Mansion, but you dare to gamble with the Prince's Mansion's life." You can't be the commander, but you dare to influence the future of the Mobei border guards. Lin Wanqi! This is the Imperial City, not Mobei, where the stakes are complicated, and since you have been a person in the game, how can you feel that you can see clearly. ”

"Your Highness, Miss Lin is still young." Cheng Yu on the side felt that Su Jiuli's words were a bit excessive, and persuaded him softly, giving the bell a desperate look.

"It's not small." Jiuli breathed a sigh of relief, dragged out the long tail note, and slanted Ni this Chaoling.

[36,000 years old, where is it small. In the mortal world, the genealogy is one foot thick. 】

"I'm not convinced." Chao Ling gritted her teeth and staggered to her feet, but Jiuli was too tall, and she stood on tiptoe to reach his shoulder.

"This is the rule of the world, some people's lives are destined by birth, and if it is not for chance, it will never change." Jiuli wanted to carry her back to the bed, but as soon as he opened his upper arms, he saw her vigilant eyes, "That's it." ”

[For example, my life experience, and for example, the Mobei alien race raised troops. Do you think I want to sit on the throne of the crown prince? 】

"Your Highness."

At the end of the corridor, Cheng Yu held an umbrella and followed Jiuli, dew hung on Jiuli's eyelashes, and he said, "You have been talking more and more recently." ”

"There is just one thing I don't understand, since His Royal Highness is willing to kill Gonggong Li and start a war with the Queen Mother, why do you want to say such things to General Lin. Wouldn't it be better to blame the Queen Mother for all this? ”

Cheng Yu raised his head and met Shang Jiuli's cold gaze, "Your tongue." ”

[This seat, I just want her to stay with me for a while]

"It's unreasonable." Cheng Yu lowered his head and raised the umbrella higher, just enough to cover Jiuli's body. "Mrs. Chu is here."

"Master? What does he do at this time? ”

"My subordinates don't know."

"Cheng Yu, don't sleep too hard tonight, be careful that Bengong cuts your tongue."

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In Liu Mianxuan, Chao Ling stuffed all the sugar cakes in front of her into her mouth, the sweetness opened her eyes, and she squinted her eyes and looked up in satisfaction.

"Shaojun, you're right."

"You are finally willing to come out, I thought you fell in love with Nie Wanqing and decided to stay in the mortal world." Chao Ling rubbed his stomach and reached out to another plate of osmanthus cake.

In his divine sense, the Pleiades Xingjun flipped through the tattered book of life, and the tattered paper made Chaoling think that he had picked up a leaf and wrote it down, so he always did not match the preamble, "Now the prince's goal of being determined to confront the queen mother has been achieved." ”

He probably couldn't understand Chao Ling's feelings, he was the person who overlooked all living beings as Jiuli said, whether it was plague or torture and killing, it was just a link on Su Jiuli's road to becoming emperor, either abusing the body or the heart.

Chao Ling once suspected that her shame was superfluous, and she touched the Nuwa Stone hanging from her waist to remind herself that whether it was a god or a demon lord, everything in this mortal world had nothing to do with her.

"Next, it's time for Bai Yueguang to appear."

"Hiccup." The osmanthus cake was sticky to her throat, and she held back her tears, in a dilemma. "Water, water, water."

Just before she almost became the first demon lord to be choked to death by water in the mortal world, a bowl of tea was handed to Chaoling. "Wanqi, are you okay?"