Smiling slightly, he looked at the flowers carefully, hoping to find some more clues.
Mr. Baicao looked at him, reached out and took out a flower from his fingers, looked up and down, and couldn't help but look disappointed, "Even if the girl left these flowers, what does she want to tell us?!"
Naturally, he would not treat the flower as carefully as Jiu'er. When he returned the flower to Jiu'er's hand, he accidentally knocked off one of the petals.
When Jiu'er saw this, his eyes hurt, and he hurriedly raised his hand to catch the petals. This was the only thing Leng Ning left for him, and he had to keep it well.
When he caught the petal, a look of pity flashed in his eyes. When he discovered the mystery on the petal, he couldn't help but smile and sigh, "You can't think of such a method. If it weren't for Mr. Baicao, I'm afraid this secret
It’s hard for me to find out!”
With that said, Jiu'er quickly placed a few flowers on the table and carefully pulled off the petals with words one by one.
Mr. Baicao was a little displeased when he saw him at first, but now he was playing with the petals, and came over curiously. When he saw the small characters pierced with needles on the petals, he secretly exclaimed.
Soon, Jiu'er finished assembling the flowers with writing on them, reading each word from beginning to end, his face became solemn.
On those bright red petals, there are only ten simple words stabbed thinly - the troops are divided into two groups, I will wait for you in Dali!
Slowly collecting the petals and crushing them bit by bit, letting the red juice in the flowers stain his fingers, Jiuer slowly stood up from the chair, holding the remaining rose flowers in his hands, "Let's go back to the palace!"
"Do you want me to chase her back?" Mr. Baicao caught up and asked.
"No need!" Jiu'er stepped forward and stepped forward, "I can't live up to the plan she worked so hard on!"
Seizing a horse from a guard, Jiu'er quickly flew onto it, and then loudly ordered everyone, "Go and summon all the civil and military officials to the palace immediately. I want to ascend the throne and become the emperor!"
An hour later.
The escort team of Leng Ning and others quickly rushed towards the direction of Phoenix City. In the palace, hundreds of civil and military officials were lined up in the Purple Star Hall. They all knelt down and paid homage to the new emperor. Long live, long live, long live, long live the voices.
Echoes in the palace.
Mo Chuan's three sons all died young due to the previous palace turmoil. The current orthodox bloodline of the Mo clan is only Jiu'er Mo Xuan. Everyone had seen his extraordinary methods at the birthday banquet. In addition, he had
That Mr. Baicao is even more unfathomable, who dares to object?!