Chapter 70: On the Emperor's Chatter
Yun Xingchen gave He Dong a total of five pieces of candy.
He Dong ate one piece, and there were four pieces left, and under the gaze of a certain prince, he obediently handed over all four pieces of sugar.
"Lord Wang...... This piece of sugar has been swallowed...... I really can't throw it up. ”
The Night Monarch never withdrew his gaze, and treasured all the candy his daughter had given him.
"Send the Yin Yang Grass to the Lu Mansion."
"Huh?"
He Dong didn't understand, he understood it word by word, and it was very incomprehensible when put together.
The Yin Yang Grass that was snatched from Lu Zeqian for three million real money, why did it have to be sent to the Lu family?
"The king, the king...... Do you really want to send it to the Lu family? ”
He Dong dared to confirm again.
Also, in what capacity do you want to send it?
Is it to send Yin Yang Grass as the Night King who fell in love with the little widow, or is it a kind person who does not want to be named?
He's in a mess right now.
I really suspect that the little widow is a fox essence cultivator, and after sleeping with the prince by means of charm, the prince who harmed him has become abnormal.
Or, find a Taoist monk or something to come to the palace to exorcise evil spirits?
The other side.
When Lu Zeqian and Yunnan Yue's mother and son returned to Lufu Tingxue Tower, they saw the light green thing in the courtyard of Tingxue Building placed on the stone table at first sight.
"Mother, kiss, is it yin and yang grass?"
Yun Xingchen trotted all the way to the stone table, looked left and right, looked up and down, and was sure that this little grass was the Yin Yang Grass worth three million in the Baibaolou auction.
Didn't Uncle Wang buy it, why did it appear in Tingxue Building?
"What's going on?"
Yunnan Yue was also confused.
How could the Yin Yang Grass ...... Will it be here?
Yunnan is not clear, it does not mean that Lu Zeqian is not clear.
A smile of unknown meaning lurked in his eyes, and after taking another look at the Yin Yang Grass, Lu Zeqian turned around and looked in the direction where the Night King's Mansion was located.
Do you want Nanyue to untie the poison on his body as soon as possible and leave the Lu family?
Night King, your calculations are doomed to miscalculation.
……
Following.
The Imperial Palace, the Palace of Nourishing the Heart.
Yejun closed his eyes and frowned, although he had an impatient expression, he still had to endure the man's forced chatter.
At this time, the man who was lying on the dragon bed under the pretext of being sick sat up, took Yejunjue's hand, and persuaded him earnestly.
"I only have one uncle, when my father died, I promised him to let the Nine Emperor Uncle you be safe and happy and have many children and grandchildren...... Don't say the concubines and concubines, the concubines are all in groups of three or five, look at you again! ”
"There are already rumors from the outside world, I can't watch Uncle Huang in prison, so let's do it~ General He's family business, you should take care of it for the time being, block the limelight of the broken sleeves, okay?"
The man who claims to be me is none other than Ye Tianchen, the monarch of the Night Northern Kingdom.
also has a handsome face, but it is not as cold and indifferent as that, but has the domineering majesty and benevolence of a king.
Ye Tianchen is a rare and good emperor.
Under his rule, the people of Yebei lived a prosperous and healthy life, and his achievements created a new era of peace and prosperity.
However, despite this, the monarch, who is loved by all the people, also has his own sore spots.
"You are my own uncle, how can I harm you, Nine Emperor Uncle~ You just listen to me this time."
"Is the Holy One finished?"
When he opened his eyes, a touch of irritability appeared in his deep eyes, and Ye Jun Jue looked at Ye Tianchen with a rather unkind face.
Those who know naturally know that the Night King is annoying to the saint's chatter, and those who don't know think that the Night King is going to sword the saint and set himself up as the emperor.