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838. Chapter 838 Warm Hearts and Winter Snow Hidden 81

Arnold followed the two people into the hall. There were already many people in the hall.

The temporary palace can only be regarded as a separate courtyard. You can't see the prosperity of the original Hangzhou Palace here, nor can you see any royal style. Perhaps it was originally at the end of the war, and having such a refuge should be considered good.

Arnold gritted her teeth to prevent herself from being too embarrassed, but she did not have much strength in her body and her mind felt dizzy. She sat on the ground in the hall and looked at everyone sitting here first.

Sitting on the throne in the center is a small child, who looks to be about seven or eight years old. Although the child's appearance has changed a little, it still has some shadows of years ago. This is the current emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Bing.

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The seat next to the child is a middle-aged man. Judging from his military uniform, he must be a military general. Lu Shaohao is standing next to him, his hand rubbing the hilt of the sword at his waist intentionally or unintentionally. From this point of view, the man must be Lu Shaohao's father.

Lu Xiufu.

The people here are generally older, and the clothes they wear are divided into civil and military groups. In this way, this small front hall should be the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Master Lu, could this woman be..." A civil servant finally broke the dullness in the hall and spoke, with a hint of disbelief in his old voice.

"This woman looks like she is Han. Is Mr. Lu mistaken?"

Lu Xiufu looked at the two adults and winked at Lu Shaohao beside him. Lu Shaohao nodded knowingly and took a step forward.

Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Shaohao. Although the expressions on some people's faces remained unchanged, there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

Lu Shaohao still looked as cold as ice. First he glanced at Arnold with contempt, and then slowly spoke, "She is indeed Han, and her father probably has some friendship with some of the people here."

"How do you say this?" A military general who looked relatively loyal spoke up, his voice so loud that it felt like he was shouting in his ears.

Lu Shaohao's lips curved into a sneer, and he walked to stand in front of Arnold, "Tell them who your father is."

Although Arnold's body was weak and his mind was a little dazed, he could not lose his dignity no matter what at this time. She looked at Lu Shaohao coldly, her voice was small but with a kind of disdain, "It's still okay to say this at this time.

is that useful?"

"Perhaps for your father's sake we can spare your life." Lu Shaohao seemed to have guessed how Arnold would answer, and lightly added a bargaining chip.

Arnold snorted coldly, "Even if it's not for my father's sake, you still don't dare to kill me."

This sentence was said very lightly, and even more so with ridicule. Wasn't it just to threaten Hu Gechi to keep this last precarious place of residence by catching her all the way? If he could kill her, then she would

I'm afraid he died a long time ago. How can he wait until today?

"So arrogant, she deserves to be the Princess of Yunnan." The loud-voiced general's eyes widened, and he did look a bit sinister.

Arnold ignored it and just sat there looking at Zhao Bing who was sitting high up.

If it were modern times, his age would be when he was in elementary school, but now this child is a puppet in the hands of this group of ambitious people.

Originally, the person sitting in that seat should have the aura of an emperor, but this child was submissive, always secretly looking at the face of Prime Minister Lu Xiufu next to him. It was inevitable which step to take, and an eight-year-old child was even more so.

It’s impossible to do anything!

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