When the breath out, rational return, they will face stiff fingers behind, in the heart of their behavior chagrin.

He didn't make the noise. Why did he have to touch his forehead? He felt silly when he thought of it.

For the slander of the people nearby, the person is not clear, because he was in the heart of fear and anger fermentation, directly fainted, even if the severe pain on the forehead did not wake him up.

I didn't expect that such an accident would happen. Ling Tianwang only felt headache.

"Come on, doctor Xuan," he whispered.

Although there was no big change on the surface, the eunuch could not help but tensed all over. His heart was high and he did not dare to relax.

He nodded, turned around and told the little eunuch who was waiting beside him.

Looking at the changeable look on those faces, Ling Tianwang waved his hand, turned and walked out.

"The imperial doctor will be here in a moment, and today's court meeting will be over."

After that, Ling Tianwang didn't give those people the chance to reflect. His body moved and soon disappeared in front of everyone.

Walking in the sun, Ling Tianwang kneaded his eyes a little tired.

The eunuch came up in a hurry. He didn't dare to say anything. He just hooked up with the people behind him.

"You say, is there really no minister in this world who sincerely serves the people?" Ling Tianwang asked.

The eunuch didn't dare to be involved in such a problem. He laughed two times, scratched his head and said, "this There must be

"Your Majesty is dedicated to the common people, and will surely attract hermits in the mountains to share your worries and solve your difficulties."

Of course, when answering questions, he must not forget to flatter.

After all, in the eunuch's life creed, he lives by the favor of Ling Tianwang. To please him is the most important thing in his life.

"As you say, I'm still a bright King," Ling Tianwang looked back at him, his eyebrows slightly picked.

The eunuch nodded firmly, so much that his whole body shook with him.

"Your Majesty, of course, is a wise king," he said emphatically.

The eunuch wants to say something more to increase the credibility of his words, but Ling Tianwang doesn't want to hear it any more.

He pressed his eyebrows, forced to flatten those folds, and walked forward.

I don't know why, Mingming didn't do it deliberately. Ling Tianwang found that he had arrived at the gate of Kunning palace when he came back.

The people outside want to salute and inform Zhou ruo'an of the things Ling Tianwang brings, but Ling Tianwang lifts his hand and presses it down.

Those people did not dare to disobey Ling Tianwang's orders, and stood in place.

Ling Tianwang looked up at the front, as if he could see the safe Zhou ruo'an through everything.

After standing for a long time, Ling Tianwang slowly spits out a mouthful of turbid air. His fingers are tightly clenched in the palm of his hand. He presses down his impulse to see Zhou ruo'an immediately.

"Now is not the time," Ling Tianwang murmured in a low voice.

In any case, he has to suppress everything in the capital, so that he can face Zhou ruo'an and have time to slowly solve the gap between him and Zhou ruo'an.

But Ling Tianwang was patient, but Song Ci couldn't bear it.

He began to contact the officials one by one, trying to advance his previous plan.

Although some people are afraid because of Ling Tianwang's return and try to get rid of Song Ci, none of them succeed.

Because Song Ci means despicable, as early as when the two sides communicate, they have unconsciously grasped each other's handle, and at this time they just take it out as a threat.

Facing the indignant faces in front of him, Song Ci fiercely closed the fan in his hand and knocked on the palm of his hand.

"After all, I have a big plan. Naturally, I have to be careful," Song Ci said softly, not ashamed but proud.

In the face of such a person, those people can only admit defeat and let the other side tie him to the boat. Even if the boat is destroyed, it can only be buried together.

The atmosphere in the capital is as calm as ever. Street vendors are still shouting hard, trying to sell more things and live a better life. Meanwhile, children are waiting for the latest festival with full expectation.

Only a few people know that this calm surface is the brewing storm.

Although it was difficult for him to enter the palace, after he sacrificed his two companions, the man finished the order given to him by Song Ci.

With a straight face, he moved around like a shadow, relying on his lightness skill.

The maid in waiting with her food box passed by the rockery. She was suddenly covered by a hand and dragged into the shadow of the rockery.

She widened her eyes and screamed, but the hand in front of her mouth didn't give her any chance.She kept sobbing, and the food box in her hand had already fallen to the ground, making a dull sound.

The man's face became more and more serious. He pinched each other's neck with his hand, until each other's face became purple and red.

"Don't shout, or it's your time to die." He threatened in a low voice.

Maybe it's because he just passed by death. When he heard this, he nodded his head even if he didn't want to.

In order to make the other party believe in herself, she gave up the struggle and even stopped sobbing.

The man waited for a while, then slowly released the hand blocking her mouth, but the fingers on her neck were still there.

That person is a little greedy breathing fresh air, only the rapid breathing sound is ringing in this imaginary space.

"Where is Zhou ruo'an?" He asked.

Some of the maids blinked blankly, some didn't understand who this strange name meant.

The man frowned and the fingers on her neck tightened menacingly.

"Who is Zhou ruo'an?" He asked again in a deeper voice.

At the critical moment of life and death, the palace maid's brain is turning fast. For a moment, it reminds her of the people who came to the palace with Ling Tianwang.

She didn't know the name of the person, but she decided to use the person's information for her own safety.

Biting her lips, the maid said in a trembling voice, "she lives in Kunning palace now, with many guards around her."

"Where is Kunning palace?"

"It's just ahead. It's just a short distance to the left."

The man nodded and completely released the finger on the maid's neck.

Without support, the maid of honor fell down all over and choked in her voice.

"May I go now?" She cried and asked, carefully shrinking herself into a group, which was shivering.