Chu Huaizhen saluted Chu Yuan respectfully, and then saluted Xiaoyao Hou.
"Uncle, my nephew is going back first." When Chu Huaizhen straightened up, he glanced at Ni Jun casually.
This look is very unique.
It's so unique that only Ni Jun can understand it.
After Chu Huaizhen left, Ni Jun also made an excuse to leave. Chu Yuan was left alone to watch with interest.
A suburban house outside the city is a private gathering place.
When Ni Jun opened the door, it was already full of people, and he was the only one missing.
There are generals who hold military power, civil servants who are good at stirring up trouble, and what is even more surprising is that several Fan kings also secretly gathered here.
Chu Huaizhen stood up and said with a smile: "The happy hour has come."
Ni Jun lifted up his robe and sat down, glancing at the people present.
"What are they here for?"
"Of course I am helping my highness." Chu Huaizhen smiled sincerely, and did not look like he wanted to rebel at all.
Ni Jun's expression did not change, he smiled softly and was filled with gratitude.
"Just them?" He pointed with a hint of contempt.
However, no one present dared to say anything, because they knew that this young man had the power to tell them what to do.
"Of course not. Success or failure ultimately depends on Xiaoyaohou. With Xiaoyaohou's help, His Highness will be even more powerful." Chu Huaizhen poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ni Jun.
Ni Jun drank it happily and glanced at Chu Huaizhen: "This matter cannot be rushed. Although the king has passed away, his eyes have not really closed. You must not act hastily."
"When did Xiaoyaohou become so timid and fearful? The king has been dead for more than a month. If the eyes haven't been closed yet, when will he be ready to close them?" A tall and thin man sneered.
Ni Jun said: "It depends on God's decision. Your Highness, please be patient and wait."
"Your Highness has waited long enough."
"Then there's no need to rush for this moment." Ni Jun cut off the other person's words and said.
Chu Huaizhen took a deep breath, turned his head and sat down: "Since Xiaoyao Hou said so, my highness will listen to you once."
…
When Ni Jun came out of the house, he looked back with a meaningful smile on his lips.
There is nothing wrong with doing something at a young age, unless you want to rebel and usurp the throne.
hehe……
Sighing silently.
fine……
Fortunately he is just an undercover agent.
The setting sun made Yu Buhuan feel depressed all day long. When Chu Yan appeared in front of her, Leng Buding was startled.
"How did you do it? You're covered in water?"
"To tell you the truth, this is sweat..." Chu Yan sniffed.
Yu Buhuan then closed his eyes: "This will also be part of the curriculum in the future."
"ah?"
"Ah, what? You're so fat, so it's hard for the craftsman to customize your clothes, right?"
Chu Yan twitched the corner of her mouth and said yes.
After a while, Yu Buhuan sat up from the rocking chair and said mysteriously: "Come here."
Chu Yan ran to her side in a hurry: "What's the matter, Taifu?"
"Do you feel like there are many pairs of eyes around you staring at you?" Yu Buhuan asked softly.
Chu Yan subconsciously looked around and saw that there was no one else except the palace servants and maids coming and going.
"No, Taifu."
"But why do I feel like I'm being watched?"
"By whom? Oops..." Chu Yan held her head with a sad look on her face.
"If I knew who it was, would I still ask you?" What a fat man.
