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Chapter 1063: Golden Mask【6】
The Queen Mother's face suddenly looked as old as a rotten wood, but she still said: "Farewell Villa is extremely dangerous and dangerous. Your Majesty, the Emperor, should not take risks easily. It is better to let the Ai family go."
"Mother..." The emperor wanted to say more, but the queen mother waved her hand decisively: "As a monarch, how can you act willfully? It is up to the Ai family to take over your sister's affairs..."
As the Queen Mother finished speaking, her vision suddenly went dark and she fell to the ground.
"Queen Mother! Queen Mother!" Suddenly the Yuxiang Palace was in chaos.
Fortunately, the Queen Mother suffered a deep blow today, so she fell into a coma. She soon woke up, her shrewd eyes dimming slightly, and she slightly raised her hand and pointed at King Xiaoyao.
"Song Mi." A hoarse voice called softly.
King Xiaoyao hurriedly walked up, held the Queen Mother's hand, and said, "What orders does the Queen Mother have?"
The Queen Mother's wrinkled face shed two lines of clear tears, and she whispered: "Go there in person. No matter what happens to her, you must bring her back."
The Queen Mother held his hand tightly. At this moment, the only person she could choose was King Xiaoyao. She was worried about the others. She hid the events back then from everyone but not him, so she could
He was completely relieved.
Under the Queen Mother's expectant gaze, Song Mi could only nod her head and said, "Don't worry, Queen Mother."
After receiving his assurance, the Queen Mother finally felt at ease, waved her hand and said: "You all can go down." After saying that, she closed her eyes, seeming very tired.
The emperor led a group of people to retreat, and when they reached the door, the emperor said to King Xiaoyao: "Song Mi, when you see the emperor's sister, remember to tell her for me: I have been sorry to her for so many years, and I will make it up to her when she comes back.
she."
Xiaoyao Wang said: "I will remember it."
The emperor watched him leave happily, with a rare smile on his face, "I will immediately order people to clean the palace of the emperor's sister, and make it like before!"
"Your Majesty!" The Queen wanted to speak, but the Emperor had already left, and she could not hear her shout.
The queen stood there blankly, tears quietly flowing out. She was not dead yet, she was actually not dead yet, and she was about to come back.
Are her nightmare days about to begin again?
On the other side, Asare handed the mercenary king's order to Zhan Ye and told him to keep it carefully, so he went back without delay, taking Aaliya and Jike.
Zhan Ye stood there holding the mercenary king's order, and was at a loss for a moment.
"Congratulations to the Crown Prince, you will be able to command mercenaries all over the world after receiving the Mercenary King's Ling!" Dean Canghe also came over to congratulate him. He glanced at the Mercenary King's Ling and felt a little envious in his heart.
Zhan Ye smiled politely and said, "Thank you to the dean and elders for your hard work today."
"What did the prince say? This is my duty!" Dean Canghe said with a smile, stroking his long beard.
The Tianjue Formation has not been withdrawn yet. The main reason is that the Empress Dowager has just given instructions that the mercenary royal order is very important. Although it is in the hands of the prince now, it must be kept carefully to avoid being coveted by Shura City and Guangyao Palace, and Princess Beiyue will do the same thing.
’s mistakes.
Zhan Ye also lowered his head and glanced at the mercenary Wang Ling. There was no hint of happiness in his eyes. To others, this token was a treasure that commanded the world's mercenaries, but to him, it was only
A meaning - this is the last relic she left to him.
The prince was so full of joy and anger that it was difficult to guess. Dean Canghe couldn't guess what he was thinking at the moment, so he could only concentrate on the Tianjue Formation.
