Chapter 610

The eunuch stood beside him and shrugged, with the same helpless expression as Zhou ruo'an.

"There are always people who don't know what to say," Ling Tianwang said softly, "but they don't know that they are the biggest joke in the world."

"If you are really angry, shall I have him punished?" Looking at Zhou ruo'an's still tense face, Ling Tianwang tentatively asked.

Sensing Ling Tianwang's carefulness towards himself, Zhou ruo'an sighed silently in his heart, then raised his hand and rubbed his stiff and sore face.

"You don't have to," Zhou ruo'an said, raising his chin with some pride. "I've made him understand his mistake."

"Oh?" Ling Tianwang picked eyebrows, pretended to be curious and said, "I don't know what kind of method you used to persuade him?"

Zhou ruo'an looked at him with some pride and said what he had done before.

Speaking of the man's abrupt and rigid face, Zhou ruo'an couldn't help laughing and clapping.

But to her surprise, with her story, Ling Tianwang's expression gradually became heavy.

Because of Ling Tianwang's attitude, Zhou ruo'an's voice became smaller and lower. In the end, it was completely silent.

He raised his hand and scratched his face. He asked uneasily, "what's such an expression?"

"Don't do it again next time," Ling Tianwang said in a very serious tone.

The expression on Zhou ruo'an's face gradually disappeared. She calmly looked at Ling Tianwang and asked, "why?"

Knowing that Zhou ruo'an misunderstood himself, Ling Tianwang sighed helplessly and explained, "your injury is not good."

With his explanation, Zhou ruo'an's face was again covered with a smile, and even nodded his head in coordination, with a good appearance.

Time flies. The comfortable autumn days are soon replaced by the cold winter days.

"It's snowing," Zhou ruo'an said in a low voice, looking out of the window at the snow covered silver.

Along with her eyes, Ling Tianwang nodded dispensably, and soon focused on the government affairs in front of her.

In the face of his cold reaction, Zhou ruo'an shrugged helplessly, but he was very distressed.

In order to avoid suspicion, Zhou ruo'an did not try to get any information from Ling Tianwang, but even so, she could know his busy days.

He took a deep breath, and the warm air with a faint smell of charcoal fire passed from his nose all the way to his four limbs, which made Zhou ruo'an calm down.

She should learn the art of war well, or she can help Ling Tianwang. Zhou ruo'an thought in her heart, and soon devoted herself to the intense study.

Ling Tianwang occasionally turns around and sees that Zhou ruo'an is sitting upright, with a serious face. Her eyes fall straight on the page, like looking at her biggest enemy in her life.

He couldn't help laughing, but felt that all the tiredness in recent days had disappeared without a trace.

Even for her, she should work harder. Ling Tianwang told herself in his heart that he was firm in face.

Although there is not much communication between the two people, but every move, every eye can make people clearly feel the sweetness between the two people.

But now, Song Ci, who is in the palace, is full of anger. He just wants all the people kneeling in front of him to chop down!

But he can't! This kind of cognition made his resentment even stronger.

"Get out of here," Song Ci said.

He is not mean to show his anger, but for Wen Chen, the emperor's anger is the least valued thing.

They want fame, want profit, want to leave a trace in the history, so they can never miss the chance to admonish the emperor!

Because of this, with their own careful thinking, they knelt down in front of Song Ci.

"Your Majesty should not be interfered by sycophants and put innocent ministers into prison. Today, even if I was killed here, I still need to ask your majesty to change his mind."

The speaker has white beard and thin body. The action of only speaking has made him tremble and almost take breath.

With a blank look, Song Ci threw his sleeve and put his hand behind him.

"It's better to bump now," Song Ci said, looking at him without expression.

No one thought that Song Ci's answer was this. The two men looked at each other. The old minister was out of breath and suddenly fainted.

Song Ci's fingers behind him moved for a moment, then looked at the people standing next to him and said, "don't you have eyes? What are you doing here? "

At this time, those people finally dare to act.

Don't dare to let that person stay in front of Song Ci, those people quit quickly, and soon disappeared in front of the palace.

With a sneer, Song Ci's eyes swept past those who stayed behind and said, "you don't have to say anything. I won't let people go. If you want to be killed here, then go and have a try now."After that, Song Ci did not see what reaction those people had, and turned away without hesitation.

Those people stare at Song Ci's back, but they can't come back to God for a long time.

"This..." Someone trembled his fingers and raised his hand to the direction of Song Ci's departure. He could only squeeze out a word for a long time.

One after another, long sighs rang out in the palace, reflecting the broken porcelain nearby, which only made people feel very bleak.

The Song Ci who left didn't care what the people behind thought, and walked back to the palace without looking back.

How can those bad old men compare with the soft women!

In the cell, the prime minister sat in front of the wall without expression. He seemed to be thinking all the time, and he seemed to think nothing.

Suddenly, there was a noise from behind.

"Master."

The familiar voice made the prime minister's body tremble uncontrollably, and he turned to look at it without thinking about it.

He is really an old servant who has been following him all the time!

He supported the wall, slowly stood up, looked at each other with disapproval, and said, "you shouldn't have come here, this is not a good place."

The old servant was simple and honest, but his look in his eyes was very firm. He was not influenced by the prime minister's words at all.

"I've been waiting on you all my life. I've been used to staying with you for a long time," he said with his hands moving constantly. "Now I'm old, but I can't wait on you all of a sudden. My heart can't stop."

"It's a pity that they won't let me in to serve them," the man murmured in a low voice after delivering the food to the prime minister's cell.