I'm afraid your majesty will lose his life as soon as he gets angry.

Chu Shen just knelt with his head down and stared at the tightly closed door. What was closed there was not only the door, but also the only hope for his father's survival!!

Even if he died kneeling here, he would strive for a glimmer of hope for his father.

After a long time, a voice finally came out of the door.

"See you."

Chu Shen's eyes lit up in an instant. His expression was a little excited. With the help of the waiter, he stood up tremblingly. A violent pain in his knee almost made him kneel down again.

He bit his lips until there was a trace of blood on his pale lips.

Ganoderma lucidum sighed, "noble man, please be careful in your words and deeds."

"Thank you, manager." He responded weakly, then pushed open the door and went in.

"I have seen your majesty." He bowed his head and crawled on the ground, his voice trembling slightly.

"Oh..." Yuexi sneered, "why, I've been in the palace for so long, and now I'm in a hurry?"

The man on the ground trembled, and the veins on the back of his hands became more and more obvious.

"No, no, slave, slave..." after holding for a long time, even his face turned a little red. A trace of humiliation flashed in his eyes and swallowed his saliva before he made the next sentence clear, "please your majesty save the slave's father!!"

Yuexi lazily leaned against the gorgeous chair, and the eye waves in her beautiful eyes flowed. There was a smile like a smile at the corners of her mouth, and her green white fingers gently raised Chu Shen's chin.

Tut, no wonder the male Lord chose such a concubine brother to come in. I have to say that although the villain looks pale and sick, he has exquisite facial features and can't pick anything wrong at all.

"It looks really good. Come on, your brother, what's the purpose of asking you to pretend to be poor?" Yuexi raised her eyes lazily, and the delicate finger belly couldn't help rubbing twice at Chu Shen's chin. Don't say, it feels good.

Chu Shencheng was treated like this by a woman, and heard his majesty say so about himself. His body trembled, a trace of humiliation flashed in his eyes, and then he recovered his expressionless appearance, "the slave is not inspired by the emperor, but the slave's father is really in danger!! Ask your majesty to save the slave's father! "

Then he knelt down again.

Looking at the villain's bloody knee, she didn't know why. She felt some discomfort in her heart. She quickly hugged the man in her arms and held his chin tightly. A cold feeling flashed in her eyes, "did I let you kneel?"

Her head began to hurt again. Yuexi bit her teeth and understood that it was the poison given by the male Lord. She had another attack. She couldn't help feeling a little irritable. Looking at the man in her arms who endured the pain and frowned tightly, she had a sense of abuse.

blamed!!!

Ganoderma lucidum looked at his majesty who was going to be angry. His back was soaked with cold sweat. This noble man!! Why can't you talk so much! If you ask your majesty to do something, you have to open your mouth first! Where do you ask for it as soon as you open your mouth!!

"Your Majesty, calm down! The dragon body matters! " Ganoderma lucidum hurriedly came forward to comfort, "come on, pass it to the imperial doctor!!"

"Get out of here!" With a low reprimand, the moon Xi flashed a bloody red in her eyes.

"Yes, I'm leaving!" Ganoderma lucidum quickly turned back and ran faster than the rabbit. When she left, she looked at Chu Shen and was full of sympathy.

It seems that this gentleman who offended Longyan tonight is more or less dangerous.

"Please, please calm down..." his weak voice sounded.

Yuexi recovered from her violent mood. She took a deep breath, pressed down the resentment of the original owner, and calmed down her face.

No wonder, the original owner will hate the male owner like this. If someone who is held in the palm of his hand is poisoned by this poison that makes life worse than death, he will hate that person to the bone.

Not to mention the high and noble Lord of a country.