The British public smiled and said: "It's quite interesting. There are many people in Zicheng who want to kill them, but they can still enjoy themselves. It's really rare."
Baili Zhen nodded: "Ning Guzhou and Tang Miaoxin are both people of good temperament, but they also control their subordinates well."
"I can feel that all of them are of the same mind, and all the servants sincerely support them."
The British duke asked him: "What do you want to say?"
Baili Zhen gathered the cloak around him and said, "I'm thinking that even if they are temporarily trapped here, they will definitely shine brightly after they leave."
"We must not become their enemies with such people, we must be on good terms with them."
The British Duke nodded: "The ghost doctors have saved your life, and they will be our family's lifesavers from now on."
Baili Zhen looked at him and said, "There are some things I want to talk to my father about."
The British father was a little surprised: "I am your father, you can tell me anything you want."
Baili Zhen looked at Yingying Justice: "I narrowly escaped death this time and I understand a lot of things."
"I know that my father is loyal and patriotic, but Qi Jianlan is ruthless and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals."
"Emperor Xuan of Qi is cunning and cunning, and he is unscrupulous in his actions. His son also thinks that he is not a wise king."
"Is father really determined to swear allegiance to such a royal family?"
If Baili had really asked this question before, the British public might have slapped him in the face.
But after experiencing so many things, the British public was also extremely disappointed with the royal family.
In fact, he asked himself more than once in his mind whether he should be loyal to Emperor Qi Xuan.
After this idea came to his mind, the loyalty engraved in his bones made him very uncomfortable.
He took a deep breath and said, "Zhen'er, we have no choice."
Baili Zhen looked at him and said, "Has father ever thought about another possibility?"
The British Duke looked at him and said softly: "If Emperor Xuan of Qi is defeated and killed by Zuo, where will we go?"
The British male's pupils shrank.
Baili Zhen continued to ask: "If Zuo Xingzhi wins and becomes the new emperor, will our British government continue to be loyal to him?"
The British Duke's expression changed several times, and he shouted: "Son, don't talk nonsense!"
Baili Zhen sighed softly: "The chance of this happening should be half and half."
"When that day comes, my father will come back to think about what to do, but I'm afraid it will be too late."
The British Duke's brows twisted into a "Sichuan" shape.
Baili Zhen said softly: "No one wants to be a rebellious minister, but if you get to that point, you will be forced to do so."
"Before I was poisoned, my father would never have thought that Qi Jianlan would poison me in order to get rid of the British government!"
The British Duke's expression was more complicated.
Baili Zhen gave him a long bow: "Son, please ask your father to make plans early!"
The British Duke took a deep breath, fell into deep thought, and said nothing.
The conversation between father and son was overheard by Ning Guzhou and Tang Miaoxin in the room.
It wasn't that they wanted to eavesdrop, but that Tang Miaoxin had just left to find Ning Guzhou.
There were many people in the house, and Sweetpea was clingy, so the woodshed was a little quieter. She planned to come here to calm down and collect her thoughts.
When Ning Guzhou saw her coming, he followed her in.
Before Tang Miaoxin could figure out her thoughts, she heard the conversation between father and son.
After the father and son left, Tang Miao asked Ning Guzhou thoughtfully: "Do you think we should help them?"
