Chapter 176

"You didn't want to let me go when you called me into the palace!"

The empty Shangshu room echoed King Cheng's unwilling roar: "you want me to despair!"

Qian Yu sat sideways on the chair and was feeding the eagle with meat with a silver hairpin. When he heard his words, he hooked a sarcastic arc on his lips: "Uncle Huang, why do you say that?"

"Qian Yu, don't pretend to be a good man in front of me, little sheep. You are a wolf's ambition. You designed it!"

Qian Yu's eyes flashed a little light and slowly fell on Qian Maocheng. When he saw the Regent, he had to be courteous and respectfully call uncle Huang. At this time, he was full of embarrassment and his eyes were about to crack. The angry expression gave him endless pleasure in his heart. He raised his lips and smiled softly: "Uncle Huang is worried. Why should I set up such a bureau to design uncle Huang?"

"Why?" Qian Maocheng snorted with a smile, "don't you just want to take back your power? You just say, I will return it to you. Why do you make this happen? It's a taboo in the dry country to destroy each other by blood and bone. If you go underground in the future, how should you explain it to your ancestors and ancestors!"

After a meal of feeding meat, Qian Yu finally released the silver hairpin, turned to look at him and said, "is uncle Huang threatening me?"

He still had a harmless smile on his face, but his eyes were full of seriousness and coldness, as if he would freeze people in the next second.

Facing his eyes, Qian Maocheng shivered, his anger seemed to vent, and then was replaced by timidity. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "you... You can't kill me."

"Why should I kill you?" Qian Yu smiled: "if I kill you, how can I explain to my ancestors?"

Qian Maocheng's heart became more and more uneasy. On his fat face, the fat meat shook hard: "then tell me whether you deliberately designed me? Become a king and defeat an enemy. Even if you let me die, you should die in peace."

Qian Yu's face was as calm as water. He said a moment later, "Uncle Huang, I don't want to know."

"Then say you did it." Qian Maocheng's face twisted: "I knew you were pretending to be a little sheep, but inside you was a wolf in sheep's clothing. I helped you stabilize the dry country. You didn't say gratitude, but you crossed rivers and bridges and designed to harm me. What's your peace of mind!"

"Qian Guoben is mine. I don't need you to help you." Qian Yu glanced at him coldly: "what's more, you didn't help. If it weren't for you, Qianguo would be more than that."

This kind of direct accusation made Qian Mao feel cold, like a blown balloon. His angry face puffed up. He gnashed his teeth and roared: "fart! Without Lao Tze's help, the dry country has long been in the hands of the old fox in Yi Lan. Do you think the old fox is a good man? He smiled and secretly carried you behind his back!"

"You don't have to say what Youxiang did. I know better than you."

Qian Maocheng shrunk his eyes and looked at Qian Yu in disbelief.

"Do you really think I just have nothing to do every day, yo yo, tease the cat, or run out to play?" Qian Yu sneered, "Qian Maocheng, do you really think I like gambling?"

Gan Maocheng's heart seemed to be in his throat. He finally admitted that he was pretending and that he was a big gray wolf, but this recognition made Gan Maocheng creepy: "what did you call gambling for?"

"Otherwise? Isn't it fun?" Qian Yu asked with a smile.

"You've already designed it, don't you..." Gan Maocheng had an idea in his heart, an idea that made him afraid and terrible. He opened his mouth and wanted to open his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked. He gasped for breath several times. It was difficult to say: "is all this your design? When did you start designing mine!"

Qian Yu inserted a piece of meat again and put it on the mouth of the snow eagle.

The snow Eagle tilted its head and didn't move.

Qian Yu smiled: "even the animals know when to move and when not to move. Unfortunately, uncle Huang doesn't know."

The humiliating words are so cool and thin, not to mention the family affection between the two people, even the most basic respect is gone. Gan Maocheng's little heart is shaking, and his body is shaking uncontrollably. He is angry, and his face is iron blue. If he had known today

"Is uncle Huang thinking, if only he hadn't received the token?"

Qian Yu's eyes suddenly widened.

"Unfortunately, uncle Huang was greedy for power. It's impossible to let go of this token. If Uncle Huang really didn't take that token, he won't stand here anymore."

"Ha ha, ha ha..." Qian Maocheng didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, but a few uncontrollable wheezes came out of his throat: "the emperor is really a good means. The emperor has such means. What do you want these ministers to do!"

"Uncle Huang, don't say that. In fact, uncle Huang..." I don't know what Qian Yu thought. A little sharp light flashed in his eyes: "Uncle Huang is more powerful than me."

Qian Maocheng looked at him coldly.

Dry Yu clapped his hands: "send uncle Huang back to the house, don't neglect."

Two bodyguards came in and prepared to escort him away. Just as their hands touched dry Maocheng's clothes, they were thrown away by him.

"I'll go myself." Qian Maocheng shook off the crowd and turned and left Shang's study.

Qian Yu fed the last piece of meat in the jade lamp to the snow eagle, stroked the snow eagle's smooth and shiny hair, and smiled: "the bird should be good, or you will be eaten by others if you eat meat now."

Just then, Li Peng hurried in, bowed and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the North King wants to see you."

North King, Mu Yian.

Qian Yu raised her hand. The snow Eagle flew from the handrail and circled around the hall, that is, it flew out of the half open window, soared in the sky and disappeared gradually.

"Call him in." Qian Yu sat up straight and waited quietly.

The curtain at the door was raised. Someone stepped in and walked calmly. He came to Qian Yu and bowed in front of him. He did the standard martial general's ceremony. His voice was not urgent or slow. He said calmly, "see the emperor."

Qian Yu looked at Mu Yi'an. Although he had left the battlefield for several people, he could still see the heroism on the battlefield that day. Mu Yi'an was like a huge sword forged thousands of times. You don't have to say anything at any one stop. You can frighten people without doing anything.

Qian Yu frowned, picked up her handkerchief and wiped her hands. Then she smiled and said, "Aiqing is flat."

"Why did general Mu come at this time? Is it important?"

"Back to the emperor, Mu Yi'an came to return the token." Two small tokens are held in the palm of Mu Yi'an. He looks respectful and humble