When the post station arrived, the envoy got off the bus slowly, stepping on the snow, and the soles of his feet creaked.

As soon as he returned to his bedroom, when he closed the door, a candle suddenly lit up.

The envoy suddenly turned back.

I saw that in the place illuminated by the candlelight, the man was dressed in a plain robe, his black hair was scattered, and he looked up indifferently.

No matter who sees Prince Zhao, they must praise him for his appearance, except for his physical illness, he is a flawless person.

But at this moment.

The envoy felt cold all over, stared at by those dark eyes, and his hands and feet trembled unconsciously violently.

For a while, I forgot why the abolished prince, who should have been confined in the Zongren Mansion, appeared here.

The envoy hurriedly called: "His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Later, he thought that he was not a courtier of Zhao State, so why should he be afraid of this prince of Zhao State.

Or the abolished prince!

The envoy hurriedly dusted off his robe to hide his trembling hands.

Zhao Gulou also just came to the post station room not long ago, he lowered his eyes, slowly brushed the snow off his shoulders, and then when the envoy was about to ask, he raised his dark phoenix eyes and said lightly: "Hello Lord Zhang." ”

"Your Highness." The envoy suddenly forgot about his question.

"Lone came here this time for one thing."

Zhao Gulou's complexion was as cold as snow, and he said word by word: "The ninth princess will not be reconciled." ”

The envoy was surprised for a moment, and said with a smile: "What does Your Highness mean by this, my country has been friends with your country for many years, why do you want to talk about this at night because of an unfavored princess?" ”

"Furthermore," the envoy clasped his fist in the direction of the palace, "It was His Majesty Emperor Zhao who personally ordered it......"

Without waiting for the envoy to finish speaking, Zhao Gulou stared at him and repeated: "Ninth Princess, I won't kiss." ”

Envoy: "......"

The envoy's smile turned cold: "Do you know who gave the suggestion of marrying the ninth princess to the lower officials......

Zhao Gulou interrupted lightly: "The agreement between the third prince and you, Gu doesn't want to know." ”

"......" The envoy was burned by the prince's attitude, a abolished prince, what is there to be arrogant, do you still think that you are sitting firmly in the East Palace?

The envoy sneered, and said in a strange manner: "Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince, the lower officials and the third prince are on good terms." And you were deposed by Emperor Zhao, and you dared to leave the palace rashly, but you were not afraid that the lower officials would complain to Emperor Zhao? ”

However, at the moment when the words fell-

Zhao Gulou put his slender fingertips on the table and moved slightly.

Countless dark guards appeared in an instant.

Bang!

The sword light flickered.

The room was empty one moment, and the next moment it was densely populated.

Zhao Gulou was protected by the secret guards in the middle, his eyebrows were overwhelmed, his voice was elegant, and he said calmly: "If you want to sue, Lord Zhang, please take it." But do you think Lone Ke will give you a chance to sue? ”

Speaking of this, he bowed his head lightly at the envoy who was pointed at by countless long swords.

The envoy's legs and stomach began to tremble again, but he was not to be outdone, and said: "Prince Zhao knows, if you treat this official like this, if the official pretends to flatter and reports this matter to the emperor after returning to China, what impact will it have on the two countries?!" ”

The young prince seemed to be fearless, and said, "Know." ”

The envoy also wanted to say, then for the sake of a mere nine princesses, do you really want to make enemies with a country?

What's more serious is that the two countries are at war, and the people are struggling to make a living. Everyone in the world will abuse the princess for her red face and trouble......

The envoy was afraid of death, and he was angry and wanted to curse.

But at this moment, Zhao Gulou glanced at the envoy and took out a vermilion box from between the sleeves of his wide coat.

He opened the box himself, and under the candlelight, another dazzling light shone brightly.

The anger on the minister's face froze.

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