Chapter 510

At this moment, the prime minister is not like a prime minister, but an old farmer who has just done farm work.

The kneeling ministers looked at each other, and there were many feelings in their hearts, but the commonness was that they were more respectful to Ling Tianwang.

And those who were originally wobbly and intended to be the top grass of the wall were also excited, and they could no longer feel the taste of double attack.

They are not simple people. Although the previous events seem to be a series of coincidences, no one dares to think of the people who finally get benefits. They really regard it as a coincidence.

The prime minister had been coughing for a long time. In the end, he even coughed a little.

"What are you doing there? Don't help our prime minister, "Ling Tianwang turned to look at the general, and spoke calmly.

As early as the prime minister began to cough, the general had already recovered. At this time, he quickly turned over and dismounted and went to the prime minister's position.

Taking into account the last face of the other side, the general just wants to honestly lift the other side up, and finally rack his brains to say a few beautiful words, so that everyone can skip this topic.

But in the end, the general pursed his lips and looked at the person who had been pulled up by himself with some headache. His eyes couldn't be controlled.

If he said that he just underestimated the prime minister's weight, would anyone believe it? The general thought in his heart with a straight face.

The ministers didn't know what the general was thinking. All they saw was that the unarmed general lifted the thin hand of Wen Chen up like a child.

For a moment, the honest civil servants couldn't help changing their faces and looking at the general with hostility in their eyes.

Feeling the sight coming from all directions, the general's face became more and more stiff.

Toes on the ground to turn a shallow circle, the general pretended to be nothing of a cough, released his fingers.

He quickly stood back to the position behind Ling Tianwang, quietly hiding himself among the people.

But the poor prime minister had not recovered from the shock that he was picked up with one hand, so he stumbled twice and almost fell to the ground.

It may be that his face constantly inspired him in his heart, and the Prime Minister stood upright in the same place with the stabbing pain coming from his ankle.

If on weekdays, at this time he must be a graceful appearance, but unfortunately, messy hair and soiled clothes broke his image.

A general who didn't deal with Wen Chen snickered behind his back. Even though he restrained his movements under the general's fierce eyes, his shoulders kept shaking, and his armor didn't make a sound.

The prime minister clearly heard the voice coming from the opposite side. He could not help but clench his fingers on the side of his body. His back teeth clenched tightly, bulging a big bag on both sides of his cheek.

"Your Majesty," said the prime minister with a bow, "I am really indecent now. Please forgive me."

Ling Tianwang's line of sight carelessly in his body, without any stay.

"You all step back," he said. "I don't need so many people to greet you."

After that, Ling Tianwang didn't see what other people's reaction was. He took the whip in his other hand and knocked the horse's buttocks gently.

Although the general was a little surprised because of Ling Tianwang's choice, he still reacted with the fastest speed and quickly led the troops behind him to follow.

Among the many people wearing armor, a lonely green cloth sedan is the most noticeable color.

No matter who it is, the sight falls on it involuntarily, and constantly guesses in the heart who the person sitting inside is and what kind of influence it will have on them.

Of course, those who have a guess naturally include Song Ci, who is sitting on the second floor of the restaurant and watching the team leave.

When looking at Ling Tianwang, Song Ci's eyes only have endless irony, but when his eyes fall on the small sedan, he almost can't control his emotions.

He did not want to stand up from the chair, stride to the window, even in the process of bumping into the chair, bumping the plate, he still did not stop.

Chest tightly against the edge of the window, Song Ci hot eyes have been chasing that blue.

His palm tightly grasp the lattice, arm force, just want to turn over all of a sudden.

But at the moment when he was about to step on the window, his remaining reason stopped him.

"Don't be so anxious," Song Ci said to himself in a low voice. "Since she has returned to the capital, one day they will meet again, no matter when or where."

Yes, at the moment of seeing that small sedan chair, Song Ci firmly believed that Zhou ruo'an was sitting there.

This idea did not change gradually with the passage of time, on the contrary, it became more firm and more difficult for Song Ci to get rid of.

Not knowing the chase behind, Zhou ruo'an sat quietly in the sedan chair, half drooping his eyelids, like a Buddha sitting in the air, overlooking all living beings.She has no expression, no words, even eyes are too lazy to give.

This is not because Zhou ruo'an lost these emotions, but because she was too lazy to show.

All that happened at this time made her weak and hard to think.

Just as she can never understand why Sun Xiao has such a firm trust in Song Ci, you can never understand how much Song Ci's adherence to the throne is, and even Ling Tianwang, who once thought she knew everything, is confused by her every move and word.

Looking at the resplendent palace in front of him, Ling Tianwang couldn't help looking back at the blue color, with a little obscure in his eyes.

"Back again," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice.

Once, Zhou ruo'an wanted to escape from this resplendence, but now, he stubbornly brought her back.

Thinking of this, Ling Tianwang's mouth could not help pressing down slightly. He had feelings about the impermanence of the world, as well as his persistence and never giving up on Zhou ruo'an.

Instead of staying here, Ling Tianwang closed his eyes and left everything behind.

At this moment, he can't think about anything.

Ling Tianwang's pause time was so short that even the general behind him didn't notice his absence, let alone sitting firmly in the sedan chair, closing Zhou ruo'an's perception of everything around him.

Until finally, the sedan chair slowly stopped, and the curtain in front of her was lifted respectfully, Zhou ruo'an knew where he was now.