Chapter 473

He looked up at Song Ci, carefully examined each other, and asked, "what's the purpose of your coming back this time?"

Under the sharp gaze of the other party, song Ziman shrugged his shoulders, turned around and slowly sat back on his original seat, without any influence on his every move.

He raised his hand and nodded his forehead. He looked at the prime minister in distress and said, "although the reason why I came back is not unspeakable, your attitude makes me not want to speak."

Hearing this, the prime minister couldn't help but open his eyes and his heart was full of emotion.

"You...!" He raised his finger to Song Ci, his lips trembled a little. After a long time, he found an adjective in his mind, "how did you become such a rascal?"

Song Ci didn't respond to this kind of evaluation. At first, the people who pressed the prime minister here gave him a dissatisfied look. Then he reached out and patted the fingers of the prime minister heavily.

"Pa" of a crisp ring, immediately break up the atmosphere has not yet completely condensed.

The other side didn't have any strength. The prime minister fell forward and almost fell to the ground.

When he stood firm, he looked down and saw clear redness and swelling on the back of his hands.

After that, Song Ci looked at the honest man standing next to him unexpectedly, and couldn't help praising, "you're not bad."

The man bowed seriously, but Song Ci could clearly see the light of joy in each other's eyes.

Song Ci's eyes darkened, because he looked very familiar, just like he had to put on airs for the throne.

Because of the thought of the past, Song Ci has become a little dull.

He drooped his eyelids, waved his hand and said, "when it's over, you can go to sun Xiao for a reward."

After that, he once again set his eyes on the prime minister.

"The prime minister was shocked. Although he didn't stay with me for a long time, he was most loyal. No one was allowed to say that I was half wrong. I hope the prime minister will forgive me," Song Ci said solemnly, but his tone was very perfunctory.

The prime minister clenched his fist hard. He felt the tightness coming from the joints on the back of his hand. It was as if the skin on the bone would break in the next second.

Grinding his teeth, the prime minister wanted to scold, but in such circumstances, he had to take into account that he had been eyeing.

Slowly, he swallowed this breath. He looked at Song Ci with a smile on his face and said, "I didn't expect that his highness had been away for such a long time, but his mouth was trained."

For such words, Song Ci just laughs, even with some faint satisfaction in his expression.

The prime minister lowered his head and stopped looking at him.

"I don't know why your highness brought me here? I don't think we have any old relationship to continue, "the prime minister said coldly, trying to make each other understand that this time is not that time.

Song Ci picked the eyebrow, I do not know whether he understood the hidden meaning of his words.

"You must have guessed my purpose," Song Ci touched his chin, and his expression gradually became serious, "so I don't sell anything."

"I want you to help me, help me get back where I was supposed to be."

Song Ci's voice was not very loud, but when it fell into the prime minister's ear, he couldn't help but widened his eyes. He just felt that all his mind was shocked by this sentence.

He looked at Song Ci, his lips trembling.

"How dare you How dare you... " The prime minister kept repeating vaguely, as if his shock made him speechless.

Compared with the prime minister's surprise, Song Ci is not satisfied.

He didn't seem to find the words in his mouth so surprising, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with the remaining evils of his former dynasty appearing in the capital at this time.

They were quiet together, and it took a long time for other sounds to appear.

"It's not a happy joke," the prime minister said with a stiff voice, leaning his head. "It's not a story that should be told."

Song Ci knew what the prime minister meant by this, and also knew that he didn't want to get involved in this muddy water.

But now that he has come to him, from the beginning, he did not intend to leave him any room to go back, let alone the opportunity to choose.

See Song Ci smile a, but slightly swing fingertips, next to the abnormal abrupt appeared more people.

Those people have flat faces and the same look.

The prime minister was gradually surrounded by them. He could not help tensing and looked at each other with vigilance.

Under such observation, the prime minister finally found out what was the thing that made his hair stand upright at the beginning.

It's the eyes of these people! It's their eyes! The prime minister in his heart of insufficient cry, a spasm of hands and feet."They don't have the slightest fluctuation in their eyes. They shouldn't even belong to people," the prime minister said, turning to look at Song Ci and shouting, "they shouldn't exist!"

Song Ci didn't seem to hear anything. He lengthened his voice and said, "we must let the prime minister know his mistakes thoroughly and sincerely want to correct them."

With this light sentence, the prime minister could not help but tremble, because after the voice of the north and the South fell, he clearly saw some interest in those people's eyes, like a cat who had found a plaything.

Because her daughter likes to keep cats, the prime minister knows cats very well, and naturally knows that they like to play with their prey, even to death.

Are you going to become a prey in their palm?

The prime minister asked himself in his heart that he wanted to shake his head to deny it, but the reality was that he couldn't help cheating himself.

Song Ci didn't have the slightest fluctuation in his heart about the scream in his ear and the chaos in front of his eyes.

He just slightly lowered his head, fingered the wooden dagger beside him, with a little thought in his eyes.

Because of the memory in his mind, Song Ci can't hate Zhou ruo'an wantonly, but if he forgets the pain brought by the other party, he really can't.

Song Ci's eyes are constantly changing, and the action of fingering dagger is more and more rapid.

Until the end, the sharpest part of the dagger crossed his palm, leaving a long mark.

Beside the long mark, there was a fresh skin that was torn and exposed, and the warm blood rushed out quickly, quickly filled the long mark, and added a touch of color to the pale pink flesh.