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Chapter 7 Under the Call from the East

But it happened at his door. If he walked out like this, who would care?

"Report to the prince, there is a lunatic here. He insisted on meeting the princess, and later said that he wanted to meet our princess in person. When his subordinates refused, he thought of entering by force. Then..." He avoided Jun Mo below.

The picture Xiao saw.

Jun Moxiao cast his eyes on the madman mentioned by the guard, and saw that the person was wearing dark blue clothes, with a delicate face and high hair. Judging from the gorgeousness of his clothes, although it was a bit messy, he did not look like a madman.

"I'm not a lunatic. I was sent by our king of Donglin to deliver an urgent letter to our princess. No, it was your princess who sent an urgent letter of five hundred miles away." The man argued dissatisfiedly. After all, he was also a highly respected messenger in Donglin.

This time he was turned away. How could he not be angry?

Jun Moxiao looked at the letter he held high, and then confirmed that this person was indeed not here to cause trouble. He walked over, picked up the envelope, and cast a cold gaze on the guard: "In the future, if there are letters from the Donglin royal family, there is no need to report them."

"Yes!" The guard's words seemed to have been soaked with cold sweat. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Little did he know that the prince took the letter from the Donglin royal family so seriously.

After finishing speaking, Jun Moxiao picked up the letter and eagerly prepared to dismantle it.

"You can't look!" Suddenly, the man interrupted Jun Moxiao's movements with urgent words.

Jun Moxiao's fingers froze, and he stopped obediently. He looked at the man in confusion: "Why?"

"Because..." The man may have been afraid of Jun Moxiao's identity, so he spoke a little slowly. It took him a long time to muster up the courage again: "Because this is a letter from our princess!"

Jun Moxiao was speechless for a moment, looking at this thin man. He was really cute, and to be honest, he admired it a little. However, he was not qualified to see any logic in his princess's letter.

Finally, Shadow couldn't stand it anymore. He walked over, patted the man on the shoulder, and smiled helplessly: "Boy! What belongs to the princess belongs to the prince. Did you know?"

The man was shocked by the strong momentum of the shadow and was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he said: "Yes...yes..."

"So, are we really not allowed to see the princess's things?" Shadow continued to confuse her.

"Okay..." The man thought for a moment and finally compromised.

"Isn't this the end?" Shadow took back his hand from the man's shoulder with satisfaction and turned to the prince, "Master, let's see!"

"..." Jun Moxiao was obviously speechless for a while, feeling that he was too gentle. Not as courageous as Shadow?

But thinking of this hard-earned letter, Jun Moxiao no longer cared about it so much. He quickly opened it. Five hundred miles away, why was Donglin so anxious for a letter? Could it be? He seemed to feel that something was wrong.

His calm eyes seemed to be undulating in an instant. He opened it faster. The letter was not long, only a short page. But Jun Moxiao read it several times.

"Your Majesty, can you return the letter to me?"

The man saw Jun Moxiao's deep eyes become sharp, cold, and sharp. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. Just now, he could have refuted him when he looked kind. But at this moment, he regretted giving in to the shadow.

Let Jun Moxiao read the letter. He felt restless and worried that he would tear up the letter in a moment of anger. How could he explain it to his king?

"Your Majesty..." Seeing that Jun Moxiao didn't move, the man couldn't help but shout again.


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