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Chapter 142 Draft Strategy 18

Liu Ming stopped, knowing that he would never leave today. He pounded the bed hard and said angrily: "You haven't brought me the golden sore medicine yet!"

Although Ru Fei was reluctant to let her eldest brother stay, let alone get medicine for him, she had to endure it. She knew how to get angry and couldn't even stand a woman. Let's see if their plan can succeed this time.

Ru Fei gloated and walked out, telling the maid to prepare the golden sore medicine.

Liu Ming was trapped in Qingxinxuan. At least before Xiu Nu's election, he had no way to leave. I wonder how Xiaoyuan's preparations were going. He couldn't do anything to help. I hope Nan Ye could help Xiaoyuan.

He fell in love at first sight and was obsessed with his sister, so he chose to be his concubine

The imperial guards searched for almost a day, but could not find the show girl Ye Sisi, so they had to report to the emperor that Ye Sisi would definitely be absent from the show girl election.

Nan Ye sighed softly, knowing that it was not Fan Yi's fault. The enemy was in the dark, and they were in the open. In such a huge palace, it is not difficult to hide a woman.

This seemingly gentle place in the harem is always a silent battlefield. Even if Nan Ye is the emperor, he cannot protect his beloved woman from harm. Maybe he is destined to be a man who has no chance of happiness.

Fan Yi retreated, and Nan Ye was restless. He was worried about Lu'er's safety. If he had known what happened, why would he let Zhao Luer participate in the show girl election in the first place? It was also to have a legitimate future and stay together for life. But now the gain outweighs the loss, so why not let Zhao Luer participate in the show girl election?

She disguised herself as a eunuch and stayed with her, so that she could at least relieve her lovesickness.

No matter who the traitor is hiding in the dark, in this show girl election, Zhao Luer is the strong enemy of all the show girls, and no one will let Lu'er live.

"Lu'er... what should I do? Have I made a mistake again? I really don't want anything now, as long as you can come back..."

Nan Ye couldn't calm down. He stared at the door of Yangxin Palace and seemed to see the charming little eunuch walking in aggrievedly. He told about the difficulties of Chuxiu Palace, and what other things he had to do, such as gritting his teeth, clicking his lips, farting, and crawling.

Ridiculous words like bed service

Now that phantom flickered in front of the door and then disappeared, making him feel even more disappointed.

Nan Ye pinched his forehead with his hands and closed his eyes. The confidence on his resolute face was gone, and it was all pain and worry.

It was unusually quiet in the Yangxin Hall, but Nan Ye's heart was turbulent and furious.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the Yangxin Hall. Nan Ye shouted impatiently. Who is bothering him at this time? He needs to be quiet.

"emperor……"

Xiaochuanzi found that the atmosphere in the Yangxin Hall was not right. The emperor put his hand on his forehead and didn't even look at him. Something must be bothering him. He didn't want to be blamed by the emperor, so he hurriedly put down his beloved and quietly retreated.

Got out

Zhao Luer stood on the bluestone floor of the Yangxin Hall, raised his head and looked at Nan Ye, feeling infected by his sad mood. Why was Nan Ye so depressed? Was he sad for the kidnapped little eunuch?

Doesn't he just want to use Luer to achieve his goal? Why does he look so sad at this time?

She is just a eunuch, what is there to be sad about? Even if she dies, it will not affect anyone's morning and night sleep. The sun rises and sets like the same.

But Nan Ye was really sad, with a sad look on his face

Zhao Luer was actually a little touched. He really wanted to transform into a human being, gently stroke Nan Ye's thick black hair, his handsome and sad cheeks, and hold him in his arms...

As soon as this thought came out, Zhao Luer's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she had fallen in love with this man after living together day and night? Is it difficult to let him go?

No, she has always been a cat. How can a cat fall in love with a human? She was confused. She was a cat now, but actually a human. Zhao Luer shook his head vigorously, unable to tell whether it was a cat or a human? She just

I know, I really want to nestle in Nan Ye’s arms at this moment...

Zhao Luer silently walked to Nan Ye's feet with the help of the flesh pads under his feet. Normally, this man with strong martial arts skills should be able to hear the sound of something moving in the Yangxin Hall, but he didn't want to look up. His sadness had made him unintentional to do anything else.

If someone wanted to kill him at this time, it would be easy

Zhao Luer jumped on the desk and gently rubbed Nan Ye's arm with his soft fur. Nan Ye finally reacted and looked at Mao'er, but the depressed expression was not as exciting as expected.

"darling……"

Nan Ye stretched out his hand, took Lu'er into his arms, gently combed the cat's white hair with his five fingers, and said softly: "Am I so ruthless? I hurt one after another..."

Meow~

Zhao Luer turned his head and looked up at Nan Ye. His eyes were full of self-blame, fatigue mixed with worry. His original confidence and hope were no longer visible at this time.

Is this just because of a eunuch? He is the emperor, the emperor of Datong. How could he be so hurt for an insignificant eunuch?

At this time, Zhao Luer's mentality was also very complicated. She couldn't help but be infected by Nan Ye. She rubbed her head against Nan Ye's cheek, hoping that he would regain his former demeanor and act aggressively again.

"Am I really wrong? What kind of unforgettable love can a king of a country expect..."

Nan Ye leaned helplessly on the wicker chair and closed his eyes, enjoying the moment of peace with the beloved cat by his side. Zhao Luer nestled his head on Nan Ye's chest, blinked a few times, and was thinking.

Her future with Nan Ye

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dimmed, and the only ray of light fell on Luer and Nanye. The golden brocade royal robes accompanied the snow-white fur, forming a beautiful landscape.

Outside the window of the Yangxin Hall, Miao Yanyu squatted at the window, staring at the cat in Nan Ye's arms, licking the white hair on his paws vigorously, lying down, and reluctantly closing his eyes.

Nan Ye fell asleep in this tranquility. However, just as he fell asleep, he was awakened by the shouts outside the door of Yangxin Hall.

"Your Majesty, there is an emergency at the border. The Liuqiu Kingdom's army suddenly counterattacked and Liangdu fell. Ma Rong, Minister of the Ministry of War, asks for an audience!" The eunuch outside the door sounded anxious and panting. He must have been too tired from running.

"Bring him directly into Yangxin Palace!" Nan Ye ordered

After a while, Ma Rong, the Minister of the Ministry of War, who was forty years away and dressed in official uniform, entered the Yangxin Hall. When he saw Nan Ye, he hurriedly knelt down.

"Your Majesty, the war suddenly took a turn for the worse. We were caught off guard, the guard was captured, and the people of Liangdu were in ruins."

"Where's Liu Ming?" Nan Ye stood up resolutely, with an angry look on his face.

"General Liu Ming, because Liuqiu suddenly withdrew his troops, claimed that there was a family emergency, left the border and returned to Kyoto, otherwise he would have been in trouble."

"Crack!"

Nan Ye slapped the desk and frowned. Liu Ming really succeeded more than failed. It seemed that if he guarded the border of Datong, it would be like letting go of the fence and inviting wolves into the house.


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