Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Wu Yingqi gave him a cold look.

Then he said: "Do you think he came here sincerely?"

"...!"

Everyone was stunned and looked at him in amazement.

Is not it?

Wan Pengkun said, "Uncle, are all the things Liu Yueze said just now fake?"

"..."

Wu Yingqiu was silent for a while, but his chaotic, extremely old eyes showed the cunning light of a fox. He slowly said, "False, not necessarily false."

"..."

"Maybe, it's true."

"Why did Uncle say that he didn't come here sincerely?"

"Since he has come to take refuge, he naturally wants to give a little bit of sweetness. If everything he says is lie, then who will believe him and how can he take refuge in us?"

"..."

At this time, Wan Pengkun was even more puzzled.

"But, he wasn't given by the emperor because he offended Princess Xinping--"

"Do you really think it's that simple?"

"Uh?"

"On this occasion, did he offend the princess? On this occasion, the emperor severely punished a cabinet book for such a small matter?"

"..."

"The emperor is confused again, is there a time when he is confused?"

"..."

"And he, just for such a small matter, came to surrender to us?"

"This--"

Wan Pengkun was speechless for a while.

On the side, Wan Liangchou pondered for a while and stepped forward and said, "Brother-in-law, what you mean is that he came to surrender for a purpose, not sincerely to come to us."

Wu Yingqiu sneered: "The emperor, I like this trick the most."

"..."

"Especially when dealing with an opponent that he is not sure of, what he is best at is sending people into the interior. When King Ning's influence in the city of Changqing was eradicated, the old man knew that he had been secretly in Ning. There are a lot of people in the palace."

"..."

"Also, when he moved the capital, in order to deal with those old guys, how did he use Jian Ruocheng."

"..."

"Have you forgotten all of you?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Indeed, in retrospect, the emperor is dealing with every tricky opponent, or in other words, when arranging an event, he will often take precautions, put his own eyeliner in the opponent's camp, and know himself and the enemy.

Even at the critical moment, the eyeliner will play a key role.

Wu Yingqiu said with a sneer: "He has been using soldiers in the past. He never thought that after so many years, he still kept this habit in doing things."

Everyone was in a cold sweat.

If it was said that before, they were still discussing the major task of beheading, but this time, it won't work if they don't do it.

You can tell from Liu Yueze's false surrender that the emperor really wants to act on them.

Moreover, it is not just as simple as reducing the guards in the palace of the princes and princes, since he has already used such methods, I am afraid it is -

Wan Liangchou said: "Uncle, so speaking, is there really a problem with the altar of worship?"

Wu Yingqian glanced at him.

Although he has not shown a shocked expression, the coldness in his eyes has already revealed what he is thinking at the moment.

He said: "This time, you should know."

"..."

"If you don't advance, you will retreat."

"..."

"You have no retreat now."

Everyone looked at each other, and immediately knelt down in front of him, and said in unison: "I am waiting to be sent to the country, and I will die."

Wu Ying begged this and nodded gently.

Wan Pengkun said immediately: "Uncle, since that Liu Yueze is a chess piece of the emperor, it is better to find someone among us to get rid of him. This way, the emperor can also prevent the emperor from discovering our reality."

Wu Yingqiu shook his head: "No."

"Why?"

"Get rid of him, there are others. Now he is seen through by us. If the emperor sends someone over in secret, we can't see through it, wouldn't it be dangerous?"

"It's dangerous to keep him."

"This is not necessarily true."

"What do you mean?"

Wu Yingqiu gave a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "He was arranged by the emperor to come to us to inquire about the virtual reality. Then we should prepare some ‘virtual reality’ for him, wouldn’t it be good?"

"..."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and immediately understood.

Wan Pengkun said, "Uncle has a good plan! This time, the emperor won't get off the horse!"

Until this time, Wu Yingqiu slowly got up, and said to them: "Now, listen to my orders, immediately go down and dispatch people..."

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Time passed bit by bit.

Xue Yun had been standing by the table, watching Zhu Feng sitting in a chair, his eyes closed and silent.

Such a long time...

She even suspected that he was already asleep.

Are you really asleep?

Whether or not, she didn't dare to speak at this time, nor did she dare to make any movements, letting an energetic person show such fatigue, it can be seen that he must be exhausted and need such a short rest.

She even saw a few hanging needle patterns faintly appearing between his eyebrows.

That is a long-term frowning and inner depression.

At this time, Xue Yun's hand hidden in his sleeve moved slightly, subconsciously wanting to lift it up, trying to smooth the wrinkles for him.

However, she did not dare.

Not only didn't dare to touch him, but also didn't dare to move easily. I was afraid that if I moved, this short and peaceful time of two people alone would be broken.

Such time is too precious for her.

Thinking of this, she even held her breath.

At this moment, Zhu Feng opened his eyes.

Xue Yun's heartbeat intensified.

But in Zhu Feng's eyes, the expression has returned to the shrewd and restrained expression in the usual days, and the slow fatigue that had previously faded at this moment.

He looked up at Xue Yun, Xue Yun's hand clenched involuntarily.

Zhu Feng said: "How long has it been?"

Xue Yun spoke, his voice slightly dumb, and he didn't even say the first word.

Zhu Feng glanced at her.

She hurriedly coughed and said: "It's just a moment later."

"Oh……?"

Hearing this, Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, like that, as if nothing had happened, as if the time he rested for the quarter of an hour was just a fantasy of Xue Yun.

And he has reached out his hand and stroked his sleeve up.

"Okay, come on."

Xue Yun stepped forward.

Looking at Zhu Feng's appearance again, he hesitated and said softly, "If the emperor is very tired, you don't need to—"

"Do not."

Zhu Feng interrupted her lightly.

"Today's things are done today, whether it is what you should do or what I should do."

"..."

"I want to get rid of the poison in my body as soon as possible. Remember this, don't worry about other things."