The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today

Caught Zhao Runru!

Hearing this news, Mei Xueyi couldn't help but be in a trance.

Wasn't Zhao Runru beheaded by King Wei?

It took a moment to realize that it was the story in the book.

The stories in the book seemed to have a strange power, sinking into the ocean of her memory together with the real things that happened, as if they had become part of the memory, and confuse her inadvertently.

In fact, Zhao Runru is not dead. Although Jun Jun ordered her to be dragged out and beheaded, a cultivator robbed the execution ground without knowing it and rescued her, and there is no news until today.

Mei Xueyi's eyes widened slightly. This is too coincidental. The silver-haired cultivator ran to Beilincheng on the front foot to warn himself that Zhao Runru was arrested on the back foot? It seems that Jun Jun has already grasped the movements of these two people, just waiting for the monk to leave Zhao Runru's side.

She looked at Wei Jinchao.

I saw him slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said softly and cheerfully: "Near Kyoto, the most suitable place for Tibetans is a small town in Taoyuan. I let people wait for the rabbit, and I caught the stupid rabbit."

If you ignore the gloomy look in his eyes, I'm afraid he would have thought that he was telling a story to the little baby in a warm voice.

Mei Xueyi nodded: "Your Majesty is wise."

He helped her get up: "I know you're impatient here. It's over soon, take you home."

"Well," she frowned slightly, "but Your Majesty, that cultivator will soon find out that Zhao Runru is lost."

"Nothing." He hooked his back slightly, raised his eyes slowly, and looked at Jinling Jingdu in the distance.

Kyoto.

Above the chandeliers, the candles flickered uneasily at the wrath of their masters.

Several traces of tea were spilled diagonally on the gold-clustered glazed screen, and many broken pieces of porcelain were scattered under the red sandalwood base.

A beautiful woman in heavy palace attire leaned on the jade tea table with both hands, panting heavily, her red eyes raised under the slightly disordered temples.

She gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "Go? I managed to get to where I am today and climb to where I am today. If I leave, wouldn't I hand over everything I have!"

The silver-haired youth stood not far or near, closed his eyes and frowned, only repeating the words of a car wheel: "I will take you to a safe place to meet Zhao Runru. I will keep you safe."

The woman in the palace dress is Qin Ji, the ruler of Jinling.

The silver-haired youth was the Flying Fire Sword Sect cultivator that Mei Xueyi had just met in the afternoon. At this moment, he obviously didn't know that Zhao Runru, who was hiding in the town, had fallen into the hands of the enemy.

Qin Ji put both hands on the desk and leaned forward: "Guanji, I can't go! Didn't he let you take care of our mother and daughter's lives, I want you to kill Wei Jinchao to relieve the danger of Jinling! "

The silver-haired cultivator pressed his eyelids even lower: "Impossible. People in the Immortal Sect are not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs. I can only protect the lives of your mothers and women, and let's not talk about the rest."

"What's the use of you!" Qin Ji grabbed a porcelain cup full of strong tea and threw it heavily at him.

Without raising his eyes, he turned his body slightly, and let the cup of tea fall on the glass screen behind him again.

"What if I insist on not leaving?" Qin Ji gritted her teeth, gasping for breath, "Guang, do you dare to watch me die here! If I die, how will you go back and explain to him!"

The silver-haired monk Guan Wei finally raised his eyes, glanced at the woman, then quickly turned his eyes away, and said honestly: "For a cultivator, if you have wrinkles, you are already old, and he sees you now. , I'm sure I'll pretend I don't know. If you really don't leave, that's fine, anyway, my duty is to take care of Zhao Runru, you're just passing by."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Ji was almost furious.

She is only thirty-six years old, and under careful maintenance, she is only in her early twenties, except for one or two barely noticeable fine lines at the corner of her eyes.

When it comes to this person's mouth, how can he become an old pearl yellow?

"Guanxi!" Qin Ji suppressed her anger and said solemnly, "You have been taking care of our mother and daughter for 18 years, so there must be some affection!"

Guan Wei took a step back vigilantly: "No. I'm just following orders. I don't want to come."

Qin Ji: "...If something happens to me, Runru will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Guan Wei said with a sullen face: "Your daughter's selfishness is in the same line as yours. If you lose power, you will have no value. She can't turn her face against me for you, because I will be her dependant in the future."

Qin Ji held down her throbbing forehead. This Guan Wei doesn't show up on weekdays, and he hasn't spoken to him a few times in the past 18 years, but every time, her blood will rush to her brain.

"Also," Guan Wei continued his expressionless face, "your national teacher was only an outer disciple at the time, and his aptitude was so poor that he knew that he had no hope of entering the inner sect, so you asked me to come with me to the mortal world, you believe him It's better to believe in a dog on the side of the road. He taught you to kill Wei Jinchao and occupy Weidu, so that he can take away the emperor's spirit? To tell you the truth, people like you who are in the harem can never become human. Lord, don't think about it. I'll ask you one last time, will you go? If you don't go, I'll go."

"You!" Qin Ji almost fainted, "Get out! Get out of here!"

Outside the hall, a palace maid quietly and quickly left the corridor.

A few moments later, a letter eagle fluttered its wings and flew north.

Mei Xueyi read this palace secret report on the chariot.

She leaned against the chest of the king, and smiled.

"It's not bad, but with such a mouth, he will never be able to find a Taoist companion in this life. Your Majesty," she turned around, shaking the shaky body of the drowsy man. Is there such a thing as killing innocent white-robed cultivators?"

He opened his eyes slightly, a dark light slid across his eyes, pondered for a moment, and shook his head gently: "Protection Zhao Runru is ineffective, and his mouth is stupid.

I'm afraid that those monks will take the Guanji sacrifice flag before they set off to pacify the Weiguo.

"Wait," Mei Xueyi caught a loophole very keenly, "His Majesty's words meant that he believed that there was such a 'Guanji' in the book? In that case, when King Wei beheaded Zhao Runru in anger, why did he Didn't you stop it?"

Wei Jinchao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mei Xueyi grabbed his clothes: "King Wei beheaded Zhao Runru at the time when the queen disappeared! Can this be used as direct evidence to prove that the disappearance of the queen is related to Guan Ke? Your Majesty, there must be a secret behind her departure!"

Wei Jinzhao lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "What the Queen said is very true."

"But why did she go out of the city with Shen Xiuzhu?" Mei Xueyi was puzzled.

His eyes were blank and he smiled faintly: "Yeah, why."