Chapter 445: Working Together Against the Enemy! 8
Join forces to fight the enemy!(8)
Twilight Snow Palace.
On the couch, Jiuer's eyes were half-squinted and his posture was lazy.
He seemed to be resting, but in fact he had not slept all night, and his eyes were always full of hope.
The figure behind him flickered slightly, but he didn't look back, "How is it?!"
"As the prince expected, Jin Xian was in the Wantong Escort Bureau and suddenly left with a masked man in the early hours of this morning!" The man in black stood respectfully behind him, "Because the prince has ordered not to follow him.
I did not follow you rashly, but came back immediately to inform you!"
"Well done!" Jiu'er lazily raised his right hand, "It's none of your business, get off!"
"Your Majesty?!" The person in charge of the Dark Eagle Group raised his eyebrows in confusion, "Don't you need your subordinates to track down where they went?!"
Jiuer turned his eyes sharply, with murderous intent in his eyes, "I said, get down!"
"Yes!" The man suddenly felt a chill on his back and hurriedly stepped out of the window.
It wasn't until the man walked away that Mr. Baicao emerged from the darkness, "These Mochuan dogs are really useful!"
Jiu'er chuckled, "He doesn't know that I have lost all my inner strength, and besides, there is a 'gold-fingered old man' who was once famous all over the world next to me. He hates me so much that he hates me to death, so how dare he be disrespectful at all!
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"Should I go there?!" Mr. Baicao knew that he didn't trust the people of the Dark Eagle Group, so he immediately volunteered.
Jiu'er gently shook her finger, "Ning'er has been standing still. She must have her reasons. Let's wait a little longer!"
As he spoke, he raised his voice and said, "Here comes someone!"
A young eunuch immediately ran in from the distant palace door and knelt in the hall, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?!"
"Get the pen and ink!" Jiu'er said as he stood up.
The little eunuch didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly called for people to fetch pens and ink, and put them on the table in front of his bed.
Jiuer pondered for a moment, then splashed the ink into the inkstone with his pen. After a moment, he picked up the pen and made a bold move. In a short time, two portraits appeared on the paper.
One, with long flowing hair and delicate facial features, is Leng Ning.
A child of a few years old with enchanting eyebrows is a gift from God.
In the blink of an eye, four identical portraits appeared in his hands, each one extremely vivid, with his name—Mo Xuan—soundingly written on the signature.
Throwing the pen into the pen washer, Jiuer raised his voice and ordered, "Send an order to open the city gates on all sides, set up checkpoints at the city gates to conduct careful inspections, and paste these four portraits at obvious entrances and exits of the city gates. If any similarities with them are found,
Those who are caught will be captured together with them and sent to the palace for personal trial by the king!"
Several eunuchs carefully carried the painting shop and went out to deliver orders, and Jiu'er leaned on the couch tiredly.
"Do you think you can find them like this?!" Mr. Baicao looked puzzled.
Jiu'er smiled unpredictablely, "I just told Ning'er that I'm fine!"