Chapter 463: The Wonderful Drama of the Southern Royal Family Eight
Wonderful Dramas of the Southern Royal Family (8)
It's not just an act, she is really curious. She has seen a lot of weapons in this world for a long time, but she has never seen one at such a close range. Especially, the gun now is pointed at her and Wen Renjue.
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"Back off." A hoarse voice came from behind just as Jiu'er's fingers were about to touch the cold-gleaming tip of the spear.
Jiu'er looked at the spear that was quickly withdrawn with great regret, and sighed secretly. He almost touched it.
He glanced at Wen Renjue with a half-serious and half-false look, turned around with him, and faced inside again.
Jiuer whispered softly, are they trying to play a game of spinning in circles? Or do they think that spinning twice like this will make your head dizzy?
Wen Renjue heard this, but didn't reply. He just held Jiu'er's hand and walked slowly inside.
Inside, inside, there were many thick curtains hanging between each one. They were yellow, the color of gold, and extremely dazzling. Jiuer immediately thought of the second prince outside. He was probably really short-sighted.
, under such glittering golden light, it is difficult to have good eyesight!
"Your Majesty." The general was always one step ahead of Wen Renjue and the others. He arrived at the innermost area early and stood guard in front of the last layer of tents.
"Luo'er, help me up."
Hearing the voice inside, Jiu'er raised his eyebrows slightly, not because the emperor's voice was old, but because it was said that the emperor liked to call himself me, a widower. Unexpectedly, this one actually called himself me...
I don't know if it's because he's always like this, or because the time and place are special.
"Father, please be careful." A slightly childish voice, with a hint of hoarseness and nasality.
The heavy cloth tent was finally opened from the inside, and Jiu'er immediately opened his eyes and looked over unceremoniously.
The golden quilt, the golden bed, and even the pillows are all golden.
She secretly sneered, even if golden color represents wealth, you don't need to use it so extensively? Especially, she secretly looked at the bed, it was real gold...
God, don’t you know that there is radiation in precious metals? If you dare to sleep on it like this, aren’t you looking for death?
However, she soon thought that these ancients really didn't know.