I’m Just This ‘Sue’

Have to stay in step.

No matter how angry Zhong Zhongyan is at this moment, officials dare not flinch at all. Zhong Guangyan also knew that they were loyal, but Guan Tian and Zhong Tiao had gone looking for Zhuoyu, but he could only sit here and wait for the results ... Zhong Guangyan's heart was suffering. He even had that moment, and thought Guan Tian's disregard for etiquette was good.

This wait is half a day.

At this time, it was already midnight, and the group returned to the house with a calm face. Everyone knows that this represents the failure to find Queen Mother Zhuo. Clouds soon enveloped the entire residence.

Zhong Geyan was even more annoyed.

It was just an assassination, but it had such serious consequences. Everyone is now in the army, so nervous when the wind blows.

Where is the royal face?

How has the Royal Family been so useless?

At this time, Zhong Liao was not much better. He didn't have much power in his hands. Although he had his own business in the past, it was still not enough at this time. He has grown up too short.

By contrast, Guan Tian's disposable power is mostly. All the people under his hands were elite. Even in the middle of the night, Guan Tian took a short rest, and immediately took them out to look for them again. Officials were still scolding Guan Tian for being ridiculous. But nothing could be said at this time.

Can you say that it is wrong to save the queen mother? Of course not.

At this time we have to brag about their loyalty!

...

The horse has come and gone three times from this street.

The whisperer whispered, "Master, nothing was found."

Guan Tian frowned, looking cold: "This man is fast enough and alert enough. He is still a veteran of stealing chickens and dogs. Even the aftermath is so seamless."

The follower whispered, "What shall we do?"

"Keep looking." Guan Tiandao.

The follower was slightly surprised, hadn't all the clues been erased? Since the Lord knew that he couldn't find them, why did they let them continue to find them?

Guan Tian frowned and drove the horse forward. When his men saw the appearance of their masters, no one dared to rest, not even a few words of complaining.

That night, the whole city never rested. They walked endlessly while listening to the sound of the horseshoe, and some people seemed to be knocked open for questioning.

On the second day, someone knew that he had lost an individual, and that he was an incredible person! ——It is the sweetheart of that Xiaowang!

Does Xiao Wang know? The live king who was stabbed on the battlefield!

His sweetheart is lost! That's ok! No one dares to hide the suspect!

There was a lot of excitement in this small town.

These people were chatting after a meal, but Zhong Geyan couldn't, and neither could the officials of the Dali Dynasty.

"King Xiao, how can you preach to the outside world, and it is your sweetheart who lost it?" A civil official uttered a voice.

Guan Tian's face was dark and dark, with a little bloodshot under his eyes. However, these officials were arguing with Guan Tian, ​​and they were not afraid to see him.

Guan Tianliang said: "If you don't say that, do you want to say that the queen mother was lost? Isn't it a joke? Even the queen mother can lose it, but I am afraid that she will lose the emperor."

The civil official flushed, "That shouldn't be said like that ..."

"It was impossible to conceal such a vigorous search. It is better to find a reasonable reason. Don't underestimate the people. We can't look down on the queen mother, maybe someone among them can give useful clues." Guan Tianliang Channel: "I have to embarrass me like this, don't I want my queen mother to be found?"

"You ... you **** ..."

Zhong Guangyan looked at the eloquent civilian, and was blocked in the throat by the weather. He almost choked himself alive. Zhong Geyan looked up and rubbed her forehead. He also wished to choke off Guan Tian, ​​especially when the attendant just told him that the outside had spread, saying that the king ’s sweetheart had been lost, a fire of flames went straight to the brain, making Zhong Gongyan anxious to kill Guan Tian immediately.

He took another step.

If it were faster, it would be his sweetheart, wouldn't it be the same!

Guan Tian patted his **** and got up without tangling with them at all: "I continue to find my queen mother."

They couldn't find Hang Qing, just woke up at this moment. He was pretending to be dizzy, but his eyes were closed for a long time, and he was really drowsy before he knew it, and Hang Qing fell asleep very simply.

When the nose smelled a faint aroma, Hang Qing's consciousness gradually became clear.

The aroma is very familiar, it is a kind of flower taste, but Hang Qing really did not understand the type of flower, so he could not tell what the flower was. He sat up on the bed and saw a tall figure. He was sitting at the Eight Immortals table with his back to him. A little tripod was placed next to the table. The man threw petals into the tripod, but it was clear that he had some movements. It was just right.

The man heard the sound, and he patted his palm.

The door was opened, and a middle-aged man came in from the outside. The middle-aged man carefully put the water and face towel in front of Hang Qing.

This is a subordinate.

However, when Hang Qing looked at the people, he always felt a little familiar, but when he thought about where this familiarity came from, he just couldn't figure it out.

The subordinate turned around and walked out. When he walked outside, he turned around and closed the door. Hang Qing instantly found familiarity on him.

He looked like a brother, and looked like a brother who had served in the palace. The servants in the palace and the servants who waited outside were too different in behavior. Hang Qing was all servants around him. He hadn't touched any servants, so he didn't respond for a while.

Did he kidnap him, really the King?

Only the people around Wang Ye may use the people from the palace.

The man turned away, and he still wore the human skin mask on his face. When he saw this face early in the morning, Hang Qing felt that his appetite was somewhat damaged. Hang Qing turned his face, hesitating whether to lie down and sleep for a while.

Hang Qing doesn't like being taken the initiative by others, so he won't ask who the man is, he won't let the man take advantage.

The man tied him here must have a purpose, so wait for the man to expose himself.

When the man saw Hang Qing's eyes frown, his face was light, as if thinking about something. No matter what he was thinking, at least the action of the other side at the moment showed that he had never seen himself in his eyes. This makes men somewhat unpleasant. At this time, someone came to knock on the door.

The man let outsiders come in.

Hang Qing looked up and found that the assassin was actually released before.

The assassin's eyes widened when he saw Hang Qing. I didn't think about why he worked so fast and met Hang Qing again with his master.

The man glanced coldly at the assassin, and ordered him to take the assassin down. However, the assassin struggled and shouted, "My subordinates have something to say! Why the subordinates missed because they met the Queen Mother Zhuo!" Assassin said, looking in the direction of Hang Qing.

Hang Qing was slightly surprised.

It turned out that the assassin had reported the incident to the man. Well, when the man kidnapped him, he didn't know that the assassin had escaped. The man had followed him early in the morning, so he would take him down so quickly.

The man suddenly looked at Hang Qing, and then he waved the others away, leaving only the assassin.

The assassin swallowed hard, and then with the desire for life at the bottom of his heart, he spoke out his own experience.

After the man listened, his face remained unchanged.

The assassin trembled, gritted his teeth and said, "I have something to report."

"Say."

"My subordinates discovered that King Guan Xiaotian had shown admiration for Queen Mother Zhuo. It is unforgivable!"

Hang Qing: ...

He is not in the possession of this man, why Guan Tian admires him, how can it become unforgivable?

Hang Qing could not help looking at the man.

The man looked cold, and his facial features were more ugly and weird. The man was really angry. Hang Qing has no doubt about this, the momentum of the man can not be ignored, mixed with the anger of the man. But what kind of anger is he?

The man asked in a deep voice at this time: "What else?"

"And ... and the inexplicably appearing King Yue, it seems to the Queen Mother ..." Speaking of half, the assassin did not dare to continue, probably because he also felt that it was ridiculous. Mother Zhuo ’s sons have all become emperors. How could anyone inexplicably admire Mother Zhuo?

Only one, and two more.

Does the host think he is lying?

"What else?" The man asked.

The assassin shook his head: "No, no."

The man's momentum was terrible, obviously obviously very dissatisfied with it.

This is a very possessive and very domineering man. This person's power status should not be low. The possibility of being a loyal king is very high ...

The man turned his head abruptly, as if looking at Hang Qing with a complex look: "It's more and more like a treasure."

The assassin heard it. Bet right.

Isn't this queen mother in the heart of the host, just like a treasure?

The man asked again, "Do you like them?"

Hang Qing already knew that the man had a close relationship with him, and there was probably a peach-colored scandal in it. How could he show any kind of affection in front of a man?

Hang Qing said indifferently: "What if there is one? What if there is no one?"

The man sighed. "You weren't like this before."

Hang Qing was so nervous, what did this man see?

From the tone of men, they should have known each other very early.

The man suddenly smiled low again, with the charm of a mature man: "But it's more pleasing now."

Hang Qing looked at him coldly.

The man raised his hand and whispered as he lifted off the mask on his face: "You never looked at me like that before. At that time, your eyes were so pitiful. Like a syncope that would pass by anytime Little white rabbit. "

Hang Qing thought about it, he and the little white rabbit were indeed a little too far apart.

The skin mask on the man's face was completely torn off, revealing the face underneath.

It was a heroic face.

Domineering sword eyebrows, straight nose bridge, thin lips and staring eyes, the whole person is like an ancient sword out of the sheath, with great momentum but without losing sharpness.

The fine lines on the corners of his eyes exposed his age. This man is not young, but he has perfect facial features and momentum to make up for everything. This is a pretty charming mature male. His face looked familiar. Hang Qing barely pulled out a face from Zhuo Yu's memory, and faced the face in front of him ...

this person……

Hang Qing couldn't help frowning, it was impossible.

"Surprised?" The man asked. "You never recognized me, and I was a little surprised."

A memory belonging to Zhuo Yu jumped out of Hang Qing's mind, and the title in that memory blurted out: "Your Majesty."

Yes, Your Majesty.

The man in front was Emperor Ningde who should have died early.

No wonder the man regarded him as belonging, and when he heard that someone dared to make an attempt at him, his anger suddenly rose. A once founding emperor with great talents naturally could not tolerate such a provocation. Normal men can't bear green hats to slap on their heads.

"It turned out that Azhuo has not forgotten me." The man smiled, but his face was not very pleasant.

He was certainly not happy.

Although he should be a dead man, he still felt furious at the thought of so many people beating him.

If he hadn't known what kind of person Zhuo Yu was, he would have to doubt whether Zhuo Yu and Jiang Rong had gone the same way.

Hang Qing was not afraid of Emperor Ningde, no matter how powerful he was.

After all, Ningde Emperor is only a human, no matter how strong he is, and he has faced the most powerful Alpha, and has also dealt with Li Gui. What did Ningde Emperor count? Hang Qing was extremely calm in front of him, and he didn't even fear Emperor Ningde suspected that he had borrowed a body to return his soul. After all, his target is not Emperor Ningde, as Emperor Ningde loves.

But at this moment, Hang Qing finally confirmed that all the plots of this world had collapsed. As the system says, the characters and plots in these worlds gradually have their own consciousness. They are beginning to get rid of the author's brushstrokes. They even gradually have their own logic, and the whole world is full.

It doesn't help to rely on the original plot.

Hang Qing thought it out slightly.

Emperor Ningde did not expect that Zhuo Yu dared to walk away in front of him. On the one hand, he felt angry, but on the other hand he felt a little funny. This frankness is indeed Zhuo Yu's temperament. Zhuo Yu's gall is small, but he never winces. Otherwise, he would not let Zhuo Yu be the queen.

"Azhuo." Emperor Ningde shouted.

Hang Qing then looked up and gave Ningde Emperor a little look.

Emperor Ningde felt a little lost, and he whispered, "Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Hang Qing asked back. He has nothing to be afraid of.

But these words fell into Emperor Ningde's ears, but were automatically interpreted by Emperor Ningde as this was the trust of Hang Qing to him. Because trusting him will not hurt him, he is not afraid. The taste of Emperor Ningde's heart is slightly more complicated.

He whispered, "Azo, you don't have to go back to the palace for the time being."

Hang Qing twisted her eyebrows, and then she asked in a mood: "What are you going to do?"

Emperor Ningde said lightly: "Azhuo, Gein Yan is not my son, he cannot sit on the throne."

Hang Qing set off a terrifying wave at the bottom of his heart. Ningde Emperor knows? He already knew? But it's not surprising to think about it. Who is Ningde Emperor? What is Zhuo Yu? Even if Zhuo Yu was careful, the entire palace was in the hands of Emperor Ningde. After Emperor Ningde did not say it did not mean that he did not know.

Emperor Ningde looked at Hang Qing with interest at this time and said, "I know you are kind and raise children for Jiang Rong. I will not hold you accountable for this matter."

Hang Qing: ...

Emperor Ningde whispered, "I can also look at you and leave Zhong Geyan's life."

Hang Qing couldn't help but interrupt him: "Are you going to lie to your soul?"

Isn't it quiet to be a dead person?

Why do people who have died in the original plot come up to bother people?

Emperor Ningde did not care about the rude and direct questions of Hang Qing. After all, no one knows Zhuo Yu's origin better than him. It is not surprising that Zhuo Yu has always said so.

"This is natural. I have no blood to inherit Datong, and I have to go back again. Azhuo is very young and will give me a blood-linked child in the future. It is not difficult to come ..."

Hang Qing interrupted him expressionlessly: "I can't have children."

Emperor Ningde said: "Huh?"

"Literally. I can't give birth." Hang Qing lifted his eyelids. "Also, you have a biological bloodline."

"Who?"

"Boom."

"he……"

"Jiang Rong has never betrayed you." Hang Qing interrupted his words in a cold voice: "Well, my words are finished." Hang Qing thought about it and decided to lie back and sleep better. So Hang Qing fell asleep sharply again.

Emperor Ningde ate a closed door for a while.

"... After many years, my temper is still strong." Ningde whispered: "But it is more interesting."

Emperor Ningde stepped forward and set off the quilt of Hang Qing. Hang Qing was really startled and looked at it frowning. Emperor Ningde found the dagger out of his sleeve: "I gave it to you back then, but you still keep it. Azhuo is a long-loving person."

Hang Qing wanted to tell him.

You think too much.

Zhuo Yu was just too lazy to change, and he happened to be too lazy to change.

Emperor Ningde was holding the dagger, his expression gradually softened.

Hang Qing: .........

The door suddenly rang.

Ning Dedi's fond memories were interrupted, and his face sank immediately.

"Guan Tian came here," the person outside said hoarsely.