Killer Crossover: Sixth Miss of the General's Mansion

Chapter 283 Face and Heart Discord

Silence, silence, deathly silence.

A powerful air flow flows in the air, carrying a heavy air pressure.

The fate of the people in the world has changed since then.

A high-ranking person who holds the power of life and death, his words can involve the common people in the world together.

One wins and all wins, one defeat and the whole army is wiped out.

"Then, as a brother, I wish His Royal Highness the crown prince with great ambitions, conquering the city and conquering the territory as soon as possible, and becoming the overlord of the world. Do it..." He raised his glass proudly, and drank it all in one gulp.

Lang Lang's pride is full of sustenance and congratulations.

But he was so angry that he was dying. In the past, whoever was respectful and flattered him, but now, it became a stark contrast.

There was a block in his heart, and the hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly, but he didn't show it.

Xia Houyi's smiling face suddenly darkened, and he felt very, very uncomfortable when he heard the phrase 'for brother'!
Unexpectedly, a sternness flashed in his eyes, brother?It's really more and more catchy.

He, the majestic prince of a country, is actually the younger brother of an outdated prince?
Just because of his age?Or do you really think that he is still that high-ranking prince?
I don't even think about what identity I am now?Can anyone be the prince's elder brother?
Yin Jiu's eyes snorted coldly, resisting the unhappiness in his heart, and raised his voice: "Do it, for our bright future, do it..."

Glass after glass of spirits, swallowed whole.

With a vision for the future.

I don't know whether it is the wine that irritates people, or the people are angry with the wine, with inner dissatisfaction.

The two people who are at peace but at heart are both ambitious wolves. They have the same dream, but they have two different mentalities.

The cold wind blows, the dark sky, without the sunlight, looks cold and heavy.

Gusts of biting cold wind blew past, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The fallen leaves withered in winter are sparsely scattered and scattered around with the wind blowing.

A palace maid in heavy clothes was holding a steaming soup in her hand, and hurriedly passed by in the aisle with a flustered expression.

The blowing cold wind made his face ache, but he didn't bother to cover it up.

The panicked look was full of worry.

"What's the matter? Who's sick?"

The strong and bitter smell of traditional Chinese medicine evaporates, and its unique smell can be smelled from a long distance.

A hasty voice, like a ghost in the sky, came from a distance, and appeared behind the maid in a short while.

The nervous heart was startled by the sudden sound, turned around and saw the person who appeared suddenly, his hand trembled, and the thing he was holding slipped from his hand.

"Damn, what are you doing?"

The emperor who just came back from the barracks, because he had been away for several days, was thinking about asking Cang in his heart, so he walked over here without even going back to the study room first.

Busy heart, although the recent pressure is very high, and there are many unknown factors, but because of this, I have not ignored the little guy in a corner of my heart.

But I didn't want to, as soon as I stepped into the gate of the palace, I smelled the smell of medicine.

Someone is clearly sick.

But how dare she pour the medicine down?

Liu Jian moved with quick eyes and hands, only to see a gust of wind blowing by, at the speed of the wind, the decoction that had fallen from his hand had already landed firmly in his hand.

"Ah... this servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die, I beg the emperor to punish..." The body trembled, the panic and fear in the eyes.

Let her beg for punishment incoherently, ignoring the question of the emperor Dong Chenao.

(End of this chapter)