I, the Prince of Qin

　　Rebellion requires combat power. She must be very willing to invest in her own transformation troops and technology.

　　Or, to the Western Kingdom?I heard that there are some interesting alchemists there, and maybe they can spark sparks of inspiration.

　　And they are also restless, the turmoil in the empire is all in their eyes.

　　Otherwise, what is the purpose of the recent large-scale conscription and border activities?

　　Oops, it's nerve-racking, real talents are really popular wherever they go!

　　As he sighed to himself, he found that a team of men in black, led by a young man, easily broke through the defense line and appeared nearby.

　　Imperial Anbu, secret police?How did the location here leak?Forget it, I have to move anyway.

　　Dr. Fashion unhurriedly packed the documents, however, soon he was distressed by the slowness of his movements.

　　"What!? The entire defense force is destroyed!? All hidden exits are blocked!?"

　　The bag was only halfway through, and the boy had already come to him.

　　"Fang, will this person's technical skills help me Daqin?" Dr. Fashion was sweating coldly on his forehead, but Mo Zhe was not in a hurry and looked at the institute casually.

　　"His Royal Highness, no. His skills are too rough, and the sequelae are serious, at least 2000 years behind my Daqin's related technologies."

　　"Oh, that's useless." Mo Zhe nodded and gave instructions to the man in black behind him.

　　"Wait, wait!" Dr. Fashion hurriedly said: "You have also seen the transformation I made! You will definitely need me somewhere!"

　　"Sorry, no need." Mo Zhe waved his hand: "If you don't have hundreds of cases of disappearances and murders of soldiers and civilians in the empire, I can also consider the use of waste from the standpoint of the empire. Take it!"

　　The man in black swarmed up, and Dr. Fashion took out a dangerous drug in a panic, trying to inject himself, but was swiftly knocked to the ground by a man in black.

　　"Wait a minute this doesn't fit the imperial tradition! I'm going to contact the Marquis de Sade! He's my patron!"

　　"Marquis Sade. Write down the name." Mo Zhe turned to the man in black beside him.

　　Then turned to Dr. Fashion, who was tied up with five flowers: "You mean the traditions of the empire? Then I tell you, from now on, all traditions must be rewritten!"

　　……

　　……

　　"Lord Duke, have you heard?"

　　"Shh..."

　　After retreating from the early morning, several nobles gathered together and whispered, all with an uneasy look.

　　"I heard that the son of the Marquis of Sade was arrested, along with the sons of the Barons of Madd and Baron. The Marquis of Sade was also involved in other matters. The entire mansion was under control. Now the people inside are even Can't get out of the door!"

　　"What the hell is going on here? Did you contact the House of Lords? Who did it?"

　　"I heard it was Anbu."

　　"Isn't Anbu the site of Nishinomiya in the past? Who is after Nishinomiya?"

　　"I don't know... According to the gossip, it's a young man."

　　"young people?"

　　"I heard that it is a teenager, but before this, no one has seen it, like the No. [-] person who suddenly appeared."

　　"Isn't it a junior from a noble family?"

　　"No, it may not be a noble at all."

　　"How is this possible!? That's Anbu! It holds most of the top-secret information in the empire!!"

　　"It's best to find someone to investigate. Our big families are of the same spirit, and we are all working together to help His Majesty regain power, and we can't let others bully him!"

　　"But... I'm afraid, it's not 'others' who bullied me..."

　　"..."

　　"Don't forget, when Ernest was domineering, he was killed by four powerful subordinates overnight, and the corpses were thrown at home... There are rumors that it was a teenager who did it!"

　　"...In that case, everyone knows who is behind the scenes."

　　"No! Your Majesty would not be so ungrateful!"

　　"Shh! Do you want to die! So loud!"

　　"It's all noisy! Don't mess around with things that come out of nowhere!"

　　Hearing Duke Caimen's shouts, the group fell silent.

　　"...Speaking of which, His Majesty asked people to prepare for a big wedding, but it was so mysterious that even the House of Lords didn't know who the target was. Do you have any clues?" A nobleman quickly changed the subject.

　　Still talking about romance, the most not forbidden.

　　"I don't know, His Majesty didn't say anything. When I asked about it last time, I knew it when I said it." A noble took over.

　　"Speaking of which, Your Majesty has been very close to His Excellency the Duke's daughter recently." A nobleman blinked admiringly.

　　"Maybe the two of them have privately agreed for life!"

　　"Your Excellency the Duke is a man of great merit. If Qianjin is crowned the Queen again, it will be a big happy event!"

　　"Yeah yeah!"

　　In the face of these flattering words, Duke Caimen's face is humble, but his heart is really happy.

　　It's just that His Majesty's recent movements are of concern. Next time, let my daughter listen to it.

　　"But I heard that the former minister... oh, the current minister, Jolly, also has a daughter. That old man loves her very much and won't compete with the Duke's daughter, right?" said a young noble.

　　All the nobles looked at his crow's mouth.

　　The young noble scratched his head embarrassedly: "Haha, ha... uh... I'm talking too much, how could that vulgar woman who only knows how to dance with knives and guns can get into His Majesty's eyes. Anyway, the Queen's position must be the Duke. Your Majesty is worth a thousand dollars, unless Your Majesty likes men."

　　All the nobles saluted him once again.

　　"Okay, let's go!" Duke Kaimen patted the young nobleman on the shoulder.

　　Your Majesty likes men?how is this possible!Even if there is such a hobby, the queen can only be a woman!

　　Really asking for trouble.

　　As long as His Majesty is not a woman, that's fine!

　　In contrast, the activities of those in Anbu should really be paid attention to.

　　No matter who is behind the scenes, let them know that the House of Lords is not to be messed with, and it is our nobles who are responsible for the actual operation of this country!

　　A group of nobles sparsely dispersed, each with their own thoughts.

　　In the big house in the Royal Courtyard, Mo Zhe looked at the backs of these people from a distance and shrugged.

　　Sitting on the head of the bed, he gently wiped the body of Hei Tong lying on the bed.

　　Hei Tong closed his eyes tightly and fell asleep.

　　Probably dreaming.Mo Zhe thought.

　　But found in the corner of the room, Frau pouted unhappily.

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Chapter 48 Chapter [-]

　　"Mo Zhe, who is she? You still wipe her body yourself? Wouldn't it be better to let the next person come?" Fula pouted, and her bulging cheeks were saying with all her strength, "I, no, it's cool. ".

　　"His Royal Highness, I also think that even the future concubine should be taken care of by the servants. It is a great blessing for Your Highness to take care of it personally." A Fang also protested.

　　"You guys..." Mo Zhe propped up Hei Tong a little and wiped his back with a damp towel.

　　Ornest once wanted to use Hei Tong's eight rooms to control Fra's corpse, so that he could steal the country.After the failure, Nishinomiya detonated the spiritual bomb buried in Hei Tong's body, turning Hei Tong into a selfless killing machine for a while.

　　Mo Zhe destroyed the eighth room and rescued Hei Tong, and now he is here to cultivate.

　　After a few days, the toxins left in Hei Tong's body have been cleaned up, but the mental damage is not as much as the physical damage. Even Da Qin's technical power is slow to take effect. Fortunately, there is no serious problem, just need to sleep for a while, will be healed.

　　Hei Tong's body is thin and weak, and his arms are like matchsticks, and the feeling that they will break with a slight break is very distressing.

　　Only the chest is heavy, and the only remaining underwear is wrapped in a beautiful shape, which makes people endlessly reverie.

　　Mo Zhe tried his best not to look at it, but concentrated on wiping his back.

　　"I used to take care of my sister before, and I'm not so squeamish. I just wipe someone's back. If you need it in the future, I can wipe it for you too."

　　Hearing this, Ah Fang was stunned, and the sea of ​​data was choppy.

　　Fra silently began to undress.

　　"Wait wait what are you doing!?"

　　"Mo Zhe, I'm not feeling well, my chest is so stuffy, my whole body is covered in sweat, I haven't showered for several days, I'm going to die, so please wipe it for me~" Frau pushed the loose collar aside, charmingly. Eyes close to me.

　　"Get up, can't you see that you're busy?" Mo Zhe didn't want to do this.

　　But it doesn't prevent you from taking a chance to take a look inside.

　　"I'm taking off my clothes, you can't treat me like this!" Fula pitifully hugged her slightly empty chest and accused Mo Zhe of atrocities.

　　"Okay, don't make trouble, be careful of catching a cold." Mo Zhe helped her lift the collar and re-button it.

　　Frau pouted, enough to poke a hole in anyone.

　　"Recently, I always feel that the color on my head is a little wrong." She suddenly said again.

　　"What happened to you?"

　　Frau walked to the mirror, tilted her head, and pointed to her hair: "Look."

　　"Don't worry, I'm not bald."

　　"Fuck! I mean, the color of my hair! Look!"

　　"Looking at."

　　"Do you feel like that?"

　　"Which one?"