In the imperial court of Zhao Song and Zhao Menglan's bedroom, the imperial doctors knelt outside and shivered in fear.

In front of the bed, General Zhao Fenghua and General Left Long Wenxing stood with their hands down.

When the palace maid was fed with two bowls of ginseng soup, Zhao Menglan, whose frightened eyes finally opened slowly.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw that General Zhao Fenghua and General Zuo Long Wenxing couldn't help but feel heart-wrenching things came to his mind again.

"Uncle, I am weak and have only a mere spiritual habitat. Now I can't afford to stay in bed, and I have to rely on my uncle to take charge of the overall situation."

After a long time, Zhao Menglan, whose eyes were a little white, suddenly said softly to Zhao Fenghua.

"Your Majesty, you are still young, don't think too much." Zhao Fenghua and Long Wenxing were so scared that they immediately knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Zhao Menglan waved her hand weakly and said, "Uncle, it is my Zhao Sengsheng Prince, who should work hard for the country. Three generals from all directions sacrificed their lives for the country and died on the battlefield. They are our Zhao Sengsheng Empire loyal warriors. On my behalf, you will thank their families and then bury them with great burial."

When Zhao Fenghua heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the tiny beads of sweat on his head, and said respectfully: "Abide by the order!"

"Also, remember to let the Ministry of Rites posthumous titles be given to them!" Looking at Zhao Fenghua who turned and left, the king Zhao Menglan said weakly.

"Abide by the order." Zhao Fenghua, with Long Wenxing with one arm, turned around and said respectfully.

"You all retreat, I, let's be quiet."

On the wide bed, Zhao Menglan's voice came out weakly.

"Yes!" Many palace maids obeyed the order and slowly retreated. For the king Zhao Menglan, they carefully closed the copper-covered wooden door of the bedroom.

When everyone left the room, Zhao Menglan slowly stood up, walked to the window with her weak body, and looked at Zhao Fenghua and Long Wenxing, who were dancing with her hands and feet through the window flowers in the attic window sill, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The country has no pillars, and the people are in the back. Chang'an Mingfu, nine out of ten times will be gone. I, Zhao, sent to the empire, may I......"

In front of the windowsill, the king Zhao Menglan was filled with sorrow, alone, talking to herself in loneliness and pain.

"I'm afraid all this has not changed because of now. When your Zhao Shuang Empire was established, this kind of crisis should have occurred."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the king.

Zhao Menglan slowly turned around and saw a young man with a long beard in blue, a small face and a small nose, followed by a golden armor. The oval face was slightly yellow like bronze. In his beautiful eyes, endless indifference and arrogance were revealed.

Not only that, behind the two, there was a crane with golden wings. The crane seemed to be extremely intelligent, tilting its small head and looking at itself curiously.

"You should be Xin Xiaoqi, it's really extraordinary!" The king Zhao Menglan, without any fear or panic, slowly told Xin Xiaoqi.

Xin Xiaoqi was stunned and said in surprise: "Oh, I didn't expect that you, the monarch, are not bad. You recognized me at first glance."

Looking at the beautiful Athena, even the king Zhao Menglan looked at it greedily for a few more times and slowly said, "Because, I have seen your portrait, but I don't know, what's the point of entering my bedroom?"

"Hich," the Crane Temple heard this, and couldn't help but scream in a low voice with a burst of amusement.

Xin Xiaoqi was speechless, touched his nose and looked at Zhao Menglan and said, "Your prince, Zhao Fenghua, have mortgaged all the treasury to me. I am here to collect the accounts."

As soon as the voice fell, Xin Xiaoqi took out a blue cloth strip from his arms and handed it to Zhao Menglan.

Zhao Menglan looked at her and was exposed outside the cloth strip. Zhao Fenghua's signature smiled bitterly.

"No need to watch it. I know that he can do it, but I really don't know if he can leave me Zhao Song a few years of hard work. This is all the hard accumulation of ancestors of all generations."

"No." Before Xin Xiaoqi could speak, Athena, the cold voice had already sounded.

Zhao Menglan was speechless when she heard this, slowly turned around and sat on the golden bed, saying melancholy: "Then, do you want the jade seal?"

Just as Zhao Menglan said this, Xin Xiaoqi suddenly discovered that Zhao Menglan, whose fate was gray and black, suddenly had a few green traces, and in one sentence, it would be time to operate.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that if you say you can send this jade seal, you'll send it out." Xin Xiaoqi sighed and said authentically.

When Zhao Menglan heard this, her face turned sad.

"My emperor grandfather received guidance from experts, saying that it was Zhao's sent, and he followed the founding of the Li Tang Kingdom, but he brought many causes and effects of the Li Tang Dynasty. Because of the Li Tang Dynasty, the expert once pointed out that our Zhao sent to the emperors of all dynasties and suffered backfire, and their lives would not last long."

"And I, in my 20th year, I only have a spiritual habitat and cannot rise again. This body is also declining day after day. Therefore, I understand in my heart that I may have been suppressed by the backlash of luck. My life will be short."

Xin Xiaoqi looked at Zhao Menglan from Zhao Seng Empire and nodded slightly, "This master, you Zhao Seng is right. You Zhao Seng has indeed been suppressed by a force. Your fate was originally gray and black."

"However, just when you were willing to hand over the jade seal without hesitation, the situation improved. It seems that you can't die!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Menglan stood up suddenly, grabbed Xin Xiaoqi's right hand excitedly, and asked in disbelief: "Is this true?"

Xin Xiaoqi smiled and waved his hand. Zhao Menglan found a black and gray aura in her body in the bronze mirror, but another thick green light appeared.

"This is the Taoist art of fate, or the rules of fate? Or the Tao of fate? Although I have seen it in the book, I have never seen it. Xin Xiaoqi, you are indeed extraordinary."

"You should keep the jade seal first. I'll go to your treasury for a while. If you change the emperor or something, I'll talk about it later." Xin Xiaoqi was extremely interested in the treasury sent by Zhao, and was lacking in interest in the jade seal.

Zhao Menglan, with more than a hundred fiery red soldiers, slowly opened the national treasury.

It is more of a huge palace than a treasury.

"The white door in front is the household registration and tax records of the world. However, today, there is only Chang'an Mingfu left in the world, and household registration is pitifully small."

The elderly basement guards slowly opened the white door, as if he was deliberately telling Zhao Menglan, muttering authentically.

Xin Xiaoqi glanced at it and found that it was full of bamboo slips and there was nothing good to do.

"In this blue gate, there are the Dan Room, the Nine Orifices Gathering Yuan Dan in the Creation Realm, the Nine-Turn Gathering Shape Gathering Pill, the Thirteen, the Three Yuans, the Five-Aggregation Divine Pill, and 200,000."

Xin Xiaoqi was stunned and asked curiously: "Why are there so few elixirs in the Creation Realm?"

"If there are too many, I, Zhao, will not only have three powerful people of fortune," Zhao Menglan said authentically.

When Xin Xiaoqi heard this, he thought to himself that there were not many divine cultivation in the realm of creation, so it is estimated that these thirteen are already very rich.

"Inside the dark gate are 100,000 heaven-level top-grade spiritual weapons and 100,000 red armor."

"Well, this is good, this is good." Xin Xiaoqi felt happy when he heard this, with a soldier of 100,000 innate spiritual grades.

"In the yellow gate, there are three million low-grade spirit stones and three thousand medium-grade spirit stones."

"Well, this is also good, not bad."

When Zhao sent Kushou to the Empire, he did not answer this time and walked behind Zhao Menglan silently.

Xin Xiaoqi was stunned, looked at Zhao Menglan speechlessly, and asked in surprise: "It's gone?"

On Zhao Menglan's young face, she said with some pain: "Inside the golden gate, there is a magical artifact for our Zhao to send the empire."

"It's okay if you don't say the artifact, but if you say the artifact, will he let it go?" Athena suddenly sneered.

Zhao Menglan's face stagnated, but Xin Xiaoqi laughed and said, "Yes, I will definitely not let this go."

Zhao Menglan had no choice but to open the golden gate of the treasury, and saw that the treasury was in the middle, enshrined with a large black bow like a fire stick, a bronze bell with golden light, and a sword full of cold light.

"The acquired spiritual treasure in the sky, the ghost strokes the god bow, the eight-element clock, and the thousand-year-old sword."

"Haha, the acquired spiritual treasure, although the grade is a bit low, it is not bad, not bad!" Xin Xiaoqi was extremely happy. With a move of his right hand, the ghost caress the God Bow and the Qianqiu Seiyue Sword immediately flew into his hand.

Zhao Menglan looked at all this and said incredibly: "These magical tools do not reject you."

However, before Xin Xiaoqi could speak, she saw the white-haired Kushou and shouted angrily: "Your Majesty, are you going to give all these treasures to this young man?"
Chapter completed!