Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“You are so unconstrained on a daily basis. Today you are so bothered by the affairs of this temple. It really touches this temple.” Yan Ink dragged his bloodless lips and vomited in silence.

Yanbeicheng smiled and turned his eyes to the small pages beside him, his smile wandered. “Go and bring people up and look at the Emperor. ”

The page looked at Yan Ink in a strange and quiet way before responding.

The paperman went down and told him. Soon, two papermen walked in with a stretcher. The stretcher was covered with a thin white cloth, which could be seen in a dainty shape.

Yan Beicheng did not pay attention to the stretcher. After ordering him to do so, he explained to Yan Mo Li, "My king sent a man to turn the house upside down. This man has now been found. A cook who worked in the dining room and was instructed to secretly poison the meal he sent you while cooking. As for the mastermind behind the scenes, the king thinks it would be better if you interrogated him personally. ”

Yan Mo Li slightly turned his head, expressing his agreement.

Yanbeicheng was the only place to look at the stretcher. Above, when he saw the white cloth on it, his face suddenly changed and he gave a look to the small page beside him.

The pages would have liked to have lifted the white cloth in part, and a miserable white face suddenly appeared in the curtain, with no undulating chest and closed eyes showing the death of the person.

“What's going on? Didn't the king tell you to keep an eye on him? You can't even keep an eye on him!” Yan Beicheng suddenly dashed and stood up, his face was blue.

The small pages went to the ground with his voice on their knees, their foreheads firmly against the ground.

He was so grumpy and angry that he didn't know if it was true or not.

Yan Ink's eyes fluctuated, his eyes swept over Yan Beicheng's cheeks if anything.

Yanbeicheng was unconscious and full of rage. Steps forward, he kicked the small page beside him. "What does the king want from you? What do you want from me? If it is not clear, say nothing, and the king will not bypass you. ”

The pages chewed their teeth without making a sound, and quickly regained their body. “If you go back to the king, the slaves will never dare to use lynching against him. This man chewed his tongue last night. He only found out this morning that there is still time to report it, and ask the king for forgiveness. ”

Yen Beicheng obviously disbelieved, and there was a little suspicion on his face. “How could you suddenly kill yourself? There must be a reason. It is not possible to say that you have his accomplice among you. It is not necessarily necessary to fear that things will fail and intentionally kill and destroy people. It is better for you to stand up, or the King will send you all to torture. ”

When the stranger walked in, he accidentally counted the words of Yan Beicheng into his ears. He did not forbid his footsteps and stared at his cheek for a moment.

Only to see his face full of anger intertwined with fox suspicion, even the color of the god in his eyes, could not see a single bloom, as if he were such a foolish and grumpy man.

Drama.

Looking at Yan Beicheng like this, the stranger suddenly appeared in his mind a word in modern times with a funny colour in his eyes.

“The King's temper has always been this way, Your Highness. Never mind.” Looking for a moment, the stranger stepped in, but he didn't say anything to Yan Beicheng.

Yan Mo Li shook his head unexpectedly, not slowly opening his mouth: “The character of North City, we have long heard of this palace, we are both brothers, this palace will naturally not care. ”

During the conversation, his eyes fell silently on Yanbeicheng.

Yan Beicheng's pupils crossed a dark color deep, especially when he saw strangers flowing in to speak to Yan Mo Li for the first time, and his heart was even more upset.