Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 517 I Don't Want to Be a Traitor
Looking at Fan Qingtian, Dongfang Yu waved his hands and said angrily, "Fan Qing, you should chop this guy up! Make them proud!"

After saying this, Dongfang Yu seemed to have thought of something again, and suddenly looked at Fan Qingtian resentfully, "Fan Qing, logically speaking, this is all your fault, if it weren't for the fact that you messed up the Mu country so much Oops, look at the country that ranks behind the country of Mu, and the country of Tu doesn't dare to be so arrogant!"

Following Dongfang Yu's words, Lin Cailuo said in a soft voice with a woman's self-improvement tone, "My lord, although the regent has done too much, the responsibility cannot be shifted to the king.

Besides, the king was young and ignorant, so he would do things that hurt the people and the country.

What I believe even more is that there is a reason for the king to hurt everyone like this in the first place. "

It is true that many people complain about Fan Qingtian, but now Fan Qingtian has become better, no matter whether Fan Qingtian was a good person before, the most important thing is that Fan Qingtian is a good person now!
He is a good king who is willing to think about the people, so she, Lin Cailuo, believes in Fan Qingtian.

Lin Cailuo believed in Fan Qingtian, and of course Chi Xiaoqiao also supported Fan Qingtian.

"I also believe that the king is not a bad person, there must be some difficulties!" Although Chi Xiaoqiao's voice was small, it was enough to prove her belief in Fan Qingtian's determination.

Looking at Chi Xiaoqiao, Lin Cailuo smiled at Chi Xiaoqiao.

Seeing Lin Cailuo smiling at herself, Chi Xiaoqiao was a little embarrassed and smiled back at Lin Cailuo, and at the same time said to Lin Cailuo in her heart, "It's so beautiful."

I have never seen a beautiful woman show such a sincere smile to herself. At this moment, Chi Xiaoqiao really likes Lin Cailuo.

In order to show her support for Fan Qingtian, Mo Xue yelled at Yu Shangxi and said, "Your Majesty, I think this man's mouth is really bad enough, so he should be sewn up so that he can never speak. "

While speaking, Mo Xue made a gesture of slit her mouth.

After wiping Mo Ziyuan's little hands clean, Fan Qingtian also listened to all their angry words.

What Dongfang Yu said was right, all of this was done by Fan Qingtian himself, but by the previous owner of her body.

Glancing at Du Xiangxiu who lowered his head and was about to swallow his anger, Fan Qingtian shook his head and said, "Du Xiangxiu, you are working for this king now, so you don't need to be patient, use means to fight for what you need.

There is no need to endure this tone. If you want to earn your breath back, this king will give you a chance. "

Fan Qingtian's words suddenly stirred up waves in Du Xiangxiu's heart, and his eyes were fixed on Fan Qingtian. Du Xiangxiu was willing to protect him in this way because Fan Qingtian was willing to protect him. What a joy.

This is the happiest time Du Xiangxiu has been in the palace in the past few years, and he is also happy because of Fan Qingtian.

Du Xiangxiu nodded with a charming gentle smile on Wen Ya's face, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

He will not refuse the king's kindness, and at the same time, this is also the time for him to fight for the king.

Slightly lowering his head, Fan Qingtian looked at Zuo Zhujin who was sitting beside him and said silently, "Zuo Zhujin, you are no stranger to Yushangxi, do you think that if this king can deal with him? .”

Hearing Fan Qingtian's inquiry, Zuo Zhujin looked up at Fan Qingtian for a while before making a sound, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

But Zuo Zhujin expressed aloofness and said, "King Fan, I am from the country of Tu, it may be difficult for you to inquire about news about the country of Tu from me.

Or you can torture me, as long as I can't bear it, maybe I will tell you what kind of person Yushangxi is. "

Zuo Zhujin's words made Dongfang Yu who was sitting beside him dissatisfied immediately, and stretched out his hand to pat Zuo Zhujin's body, Dongfang Yu said solemnly, "Zuo Zhujin, what are you saying that we have lived under the same roof for so long? How can you be so ruthless? Besides, is Fan Qing treating you well? You should ask yourself.

I've heard that Fan Qing saved you in Yunluo Mountain, didn't he!

You just tell Fan Qingtian what kind of person that Yushangxi is and he won't die, so you are too mean! "

Waving Dongfang Yu's hand away, Zuo Zhujin's eyes darkened, and he said calmly, "I am from the Tu country, and if I tell the enemy's military situation, it means that I am a traitor, and I don't want to be a traitor."

Naturally, he knew what Zuo Zhujin's temperament was like. Zuo Zhujin didn't want to betray his country, and Fan Qingtian didn't know it in a day or two.

Besides, Zuo Zhujin's answer was completely within Fan Qingtian's expectations. If Zuo Zhujin really betrayed his country so easily, then Zuo Zhujin is also dispensable to Fan Qingtian.

Smiling, Fan Qingtian didn't force Zuo Zhujin, and said calmly, "Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you, but this king thinks that Yushangxi has little chance of winning."

The indifferent tone was full of arrogance and domineering, which made people feel that Fan Qingtian should be so confident by nature.

Raising his eyebrows, Zuo Zhujin didn't speak, he knew Yushangxi very well, he was ruthless and determined not to speak, and his intelligence should not be underestimated.

Whether Fan Qingtian could restrain Yushangxi, Zuo Zhujin suddenly had some expectations.

This topic didn't last long, and Fan Qingtian asked everyone to go back, prepare first, take a rest, and wait for the evening banquet.

The afternoon sun is warm and comfortable.

In the corner of the back garden outside Crouching Dragon Hall, gorgeous red plum blossoms are enchanting.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the red plums fluttered, as if it was raining red plums.

In the center of Merlin, a white figure sat in it, with black hair loosely hanging down behind him.

The red plum rain obscured the figure of Fan Qingtian, as if he was in a dream, and the beauty of Fan Qingtian in front of him was a bit unreal.

Holding the carving knife, Fan Qingtian held the body of the piano that was about to be completed in one hand and carefully carved it.

A few wisps of blue silk played mischievously on the body of the piano, completely forgetting myself.

After finishing the last stroke of the pattern, Fan Qingtian put down the carving knife, gently blew away the jade chips on the body of the piano, and then wiped it carefully with a white silk towel.

After the body of the qin was finished, Fan Qingtian picked up the silkworm silk beside him and fastened it on the body of the qin.

A piano was forged in the skillful hands of Fan Qingtian.

Fingers gently caressed the strings, and the sound of exhortation came from the strings. Fan Qingtian discerned the pitch and tuned the strings again.

After Fan Qingtian finally built the piano completely, Bu Hai's hurried figure also came in front of Fan Qingtian.

"Oh, my lord, my ancestor, why are you still thinking about being here? The banquet is about to start. Hurry up and get dressed, and the envoys of the Xuantu Kingdom will meet you." There was a trace of hatred on his face. The appearance of steel, Buhai said anxiously to Fan Qingtian.

(End of this chapter)