Quadruple split

"You're more of a lady than I am."

The dark elf girl standing in the center of the courtyard sighed, rolled her eyes at Mo who was walking slowly with a half-smile, stretched out her fair and flawless right arm lazily, and gently hooked her index finger: "How difficult is it to wear a dress?" Do you want to wear it? My Lord Sin Lord."

Mo Sansan stepped forward and took the other person's arm, smiling awkwardly: "I can swear, dear, this suit is the biggest test I have ever faced since I became a noble."

Ji Xiaodao smiled: "So if you don't buy me some new clothes, my preparation time will be shorter and shorter in the future, which will make you look more like a lady."

"Keep in mind."

Mo leaned over and kissed the back of the girl's hand, then turned to wink at the servant standing behind him: "You also have to keep it in mind. Remember, the more complicated the style, the better, and there must be more fabric. Just Just expose it from the neck up.”

The latter nodded slightly and said respectfully: "Please rest assured."

"Why don't you just buy a roll of bandages and wrap my face around it?"

Ji Xiaodao held Mo's arm and walked towards the door of the mansion with him, while wrinkled his nose and hummed: "Isn't that safer than any other dress?"

The latter pretended to think for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Maybe it's because I've never been a narrow-minded person?"

The girl rubbed her forehead helplessly, turned back to the servant behind them and asked, "Do you believe it?"

The other party opened his mouth in a daze and looked at Mo for help.

"Some questions don't need to be answered, Dawn. In this case, silence is the only way to survive~"

The young sin lord shrugged, then opened the car door for the girl, helped her into the carriage, and then sat in awkwardly, with a little cold sweat on his cheeks.

Ji Xiaodao pursed his lips, and finally raised his arm distressedly to wipe away his sweat with the back of his hand.

The servant Dao En who was standing outside the car also asked the master who looked a little pale with concern: "Your body."

"It doesn't matter, it's His Majesty's invitation after all."

Mo shook his head gently and smiled at Dawn: "Don't forget someone's clothes."

"Yes, don't worry."

"Don't forget to have a little more fabric."

"yes."

A minute later, the carriage left the street in front of the Sin Lord's residence and drove slowly towards Emerald Avenue.

A middle-aged servant named Dawn bowed his head and saluted the carriage as it was leaving. He waited until the latter disappeared at the end of the road before he straightened up again, turned around and walked towards the nearest commercial street, preparing to pick out a few sets for his mistress. Clothes that are easy to wear and don’t have too much fabric.

“What a novel experience.”

at the same time

"I don't know why His Majesty suddenly asked you to go."

Gently holding the other party's hand that was not generous, Ji Xiaodao frowned in confusion: "Is it still related to the matter of His Excellency the God of Law? But wasn't it done last time?"

She couldn't finish her words, because Mo had already withdrawn his hand, and the imperceptible cold sweat on his face had disappeared. The face under the mask had no expression at all, as if the previous doting and concern were just illusions.

[Actually, it’s an illusion. 】

Ji Xiaodao sighed complicatedly in his heart, then he also suppressed a smile and raised his chin in the direction of the coachman with a frosty expression.

"That person was affected by original sin."

Mo closed his eyes, leaned on the soft backrest, and asked casually, "Who else has received the invitation?"

Ji Xiaodao folded his long legs and gently twirled his fingers around a strand of silver hair scattered on his shoulders: "In addition to Garros and Galahad, there are also old Earl Burke, Marquis Diggory, and Duke Fossey. Although in name only It’s just a private invitation, but it’s obviously related to Kang Daling’s affairs.”

The guilty Lord was silent for a long time as if he was sleeping, and then said slowly: "It seems that William Bohe finally couldn't sit still."

"Of course, you have to know that the news from Emperor Thorn Castle came out less than two days ago."

Ji Xiaodao smiled faintly, and pursed the corners of his thin and delicate mouth slightly: "First, the treason of the Dharma God Pharaoses fell, and then he heard the news of the death of his own brother. No matter how wise and wise our Emperor is, There’s no way he can’t stop being chaotic, and besides, the only witness categorically accuses the royal family of having done this, so he can’t calm down.”

Mo glanced at her coldly and said calmly: "No, William Bohe has not lost his mind. He is a very good king, and he will not lose his calm so easily."

"Do you think the death of Farah, who has been protecting Chauvin for many years, and the death of Kunda, who destroyed his reputation so that William could have no worries, are 'so simple'?"

Ji Xiaodao shook his head feebly and frowned: "And you just said that he couldn't sit still."

Mo gently adjusted his mask and said calmly: "He has a new card in his hand, a new card that allows him to take the initiative instead of just being patient. Otherwise, this businessman king would never be able to win. If we convene this gathering in the first place, we will only conduct a cautious and private investigation first."

"so what?"

The girl looked back at Mo, who had no expression on her face, and asked nonchalantly: "How are you going to deal with this culprit?"

Mo closed his eyes again and smiled without emotion: "Just maintain the status quo until that person shows his flaws."

Ji Xiaoge nodded slightly, and then asked slightly doubtfully: "Why are you so sure it's him?"

She waited for a while, but did not get a half-word answer. Although this was not surprising, the girl still pouted her lips unhappily, and then suddenly found that she seemed to be much more emotional, and she immediately became serious again. face.

[Am I too into the drama?]

She smiled self-deprecatingly, tilted her head and quietly stared at the unreadable face beside her, and soon calmed down the unknown ripples in her heart.

Game time AM10:57

Troon, the capital of the Chauvinists, Emerald Avenue, in front of Tula Palace

When Ji Xiaodao held Mo's arm and walked slowly out of the carriage, a human couple who looked about forty years old immediately walked towards them from across the avenue. The woman in a dark blue dress stood far away. He waved his handkerchief towards the two of them, his face full of smiles.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Burke."

Ji Xiaodao immediately let go of Mo's arm, walked forward with a smile and let the beautiful woman with a graceful figure but a special liking for sweets take him, and whispered: "I'm so happy to see you~"

Mrs. Burke chuckled, shook off her husband, and nodded reservedly at Sui Jue, who was not far away. Then she pulled Ji Xiaodao and said cheerfully: "If it weren't for the fact that Sir Sui Jue's injury has not healed during this time, I wish I could drag you home to stay with me every day."

"It's better not to."

The girl shook her head with a bitter look on her face, paused for two seconds before smiling at the somewhat dull Mrs. Burke: "The pastries you make are so tempting, I will definitely gain weight if I go there often."

Mrs. Burke squeezed Ji Xiaodao's little hand, the smile on her lips became more obvious, but she frowned in feigned anger and said: "I eat no less than you!"

"But you are famous for not getting fat no matter what you eat." Ji Xiaodao pouted and said helplessly: "I'm not that confident about my figure."

Mrs. Burke looked serious: "Then tell me in advance before you come next time, and I will hide all the delicious food."

"Well"

Ji Xiaodao's eyes widened, and then he stuck out his tongue playfully: "I was wrong."

The two women immediately burst into laughter.

"So we were left hanging."

Earl Moody Burke, who had been thrown away by his wife, came over and shook his head, shrugged at Mo, and exclaimed in a dumbfounded way: "Since the last time Ms. Silent Prayer came to visit, Pasha has always wanted to let her come more times, hey. , I have been very busy during this period, and my children are rarely at home, so it is no wonder that she wants to find someone to talk to. "

Although he only has the title of earl, Moody Burke is the head of the Imperial Supervisory Office, and his power is much higher than that of many nobles with empty status. He is an extremely staunch royalist. During the most turbulent period of the Chauvinian Empire, He has always stood firmly by Emperor William's side, and together with Marquis Diggory, who is in charge of the intelligence system, has killed countless people with ulterior motives. Although his figure and work style have become much smoother over the years, he still makes many A person that nobility and lords dare to underestimate.

He is also one of the powerful people that Zui Jue deliberately makes friends with.

"Silent Prayer has complained to me countless times that I can't visit often because of my health."

Mo smiled bitterly, shook his head at Moody and said: "I always feel that her caring and caring during this period is not out of great love, but because she wants me to get better quickly and go to Mrs. Pasha to have a private chat."

Moody looked solemn and lowered his voice: "The one in my family can definitely be said to be a model of good husband management. You'd better not let Ms. Silent Prayer have private conversations with her."

The two looked at each other and smiled, chatting casually for a few more words, and then turned to serious business.

"Hey, I don't know why His Majesty came to us this time."

Moody took out two cigarettes with strong aroma. After being declined by Mo on the grounds that 'smoking will make a big ugly', he lit one himself. He looked back at the gate of Tula Palace and sighed: "I just hope It’s not the matter of Dharma God Faraosis, our Supervisory Office has been working overtime for so long, but we still don’t have a clue.”

Because he was next to Sin Lord who had witnessed the "Treason of the God of Law" at that time, Moody swallowed back the word "Sir" and changed it to Farah's name.

"You don't have to."

Mo shook his head and touched his chest with a somewhat bitter look on his face. That was the place where he was 'seriously injured' when facing the God of Law: "Although I only met Master God of Law a few times before the incident. , but I don’t think Mr. Ossis is that kind of person. Although it’s just a nonsense guess, I still feel that there may be a lot of hidden meaning in this matter.”

Moody blew out a smoke ring, looked meaningfully at the Lord of Sin next to him, and said softly: "Do you really think so?"

"That's right, Lord Ossis was not in a very normal state when he attacked us. Although we can't explain exactly what happened, there are definitely problems inside, whether it's me, Grand Duke Garros, or the God of Dharma. Even the Marshal, who has known me for a long time, can see it."

Mo sighed, his face full of bitterness: "And one more thing, if His Majesty the God of Law really does his best, not to mention powerful men like Marshal Galahad and Grand Duke Garros, the Knights of the Tsar's Sword, The losses to the Hurricane Mage Group will be at least ten times greater, and I don’t think they will be able to come back alive.”

Moody nodded slightly: "That's it."

"Haha, I have also told His Majesty these words."

Mo looked at Moody with a half-smile, and said softly: "So you don't know, right?"

The latter was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically: "Okay, I formally apologize to you, Your Excellency, please don't mind my occupational disease. After all, this is what the Supervision Office does."

"If you could give a subtle reminder to Mrs. Pasha."

Mo Xin glanced at the two ladies not far away who were chatting happily, and whispered with a bitter expression: "Ask her to teach Ji Prayer as little as possible about the 'way of controlling a husband'. I promise that not only will I not If you don't mind, I will be very cooperative with your occupational diseases."

"Yeah." Moody pondered for a moment and sighed: "How about you mind."

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison, and the awkwardness just now disappeared.

However, when Pasha and Ji Xiaodao glanced at each other suspiciously, the laughter of the upstart viscount and the veteran earl suddenly stopped, like two poultry whose necks were choked by their master because of their noise.

A moment later, a breeze blew by, and Duke Badgaros, wearing a sky-blue robe and looking slightly tired, suddenly appeared in front of Mo and Moody. Then he glanced at Ji Xiaodao and Pasha, who were chatting happily over there. He showed a teasing smile to the two of them: "Were they all dumped?"

"Your Majesty the Duke."

"Your Majesty the Grand Duke."

Mo and Moody immediately bowed and saluted.

"It's almost time."

Garros nodded slightly, then looked back at the two luxurious carriages approaching in the distance: "Fossey and Diggory are here too."

At the same time, the door to the Tula Palace slowly opened, revealing Galahat's tall figure that seemed inconsistent with his age.

"His Majesty is already waiting inside."

The old marshal, who had already arrived, nodded to several people, then turned around and walked into the palace first.

ten minutes later

Tula Palace, wing

Compared with the last time we had a cocktail party here, William Bohe, who was sitting at the main seat, was obviously a little more haggard, but he was just a little haggard. After everyone who had been invited here was seated, this extraordinary businessman The king then stood up, holding the wine glass steadily, and said in a calm and majestic voice: "Just yesterday evening, bad news came from Huangthorn Castle."

Go straight to the point without any muddiness.

"This cup is dedicated to the good-for-nothing prince in the eyes of the world, my good brother Kundabohe. May he rest in peace."

Everyone was shocked!

Chapter 394: End