After Dongfang Qing left, the eunuchs who were close to Emperor Xiyue did not dare to breathe.
Emperor Xiyue didn't care, and smiled happily, "Old Seventh..."
The confidant eunuch tried to figure out what he was thinking, and he was a human being, so he guessed it somewhat, and said with a smile, "His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is both wise and brave, and he is worthy of being the most valued by your Majesty."
"You." Emperor Xiyue smiled, "Yes, all along, even if I love him and dote on him, he has hidden all his edge in front of me. He has even become childish, showing his emotions, and deliberately acting
His appearance is also very clumsy."
The great eunuch raised his doubts at the right time, "This old slave is really stupid. I don't quite understand. With His Highness the Seventh Prince's natural appearance, even if he wants to do a play or something, he can do it without any leaks. Why do you have to..."
Emperor Xiyue smiled and said nothing.
The eldest eunuch cleverly changed the subject, "Your Majesty, that little girl, are you serious about..."
Emperor Xiyue still smiled, "As I said, I also want to know whether Murong Shuo is dead or not."
this……
The great eunuch, who had relaxed a little, was instantly chilled from head to toe after hearing these words. He didn't dare to show it, so he had to smile. Even though he had served Emperor Xiyue for many years, he no longer dared to say anything at this moment.
Besides, when Dongfang Qing left the courtyard where Emperor Xiyue lived, he was still the same person, but his whole person was completely different.
If you don’t smile, your bones will be cold and your soul will be clear.
The black eyes were deep and unwavering, showing no emotion at all.
A shadow guard came up to him silently, "Master."
"How's it going with Jiu'er?"
"The mountain ghost still controls her and is confronting the people of the Holy Cult. The people of the Holy Cult dare not act rashly." After a pause, "Miss Jiu'er has suffered a lot."
Dongfang Qing's deep black eyes flashed with faint waves, and the murderous intent flashed away.
"Even if the father values him, anyone who hurts the child will be killed without mercy!" The cold and indifferent words, but powerful!
"My subordinate understands."
But the current problem is to rescue Miss Jiu'er. The guard said, "Even if you use your own identity, Master, the mountain ghosts now may not obey your orders."
Dongfang Qing closed his eyes, slowly opened them again.
"She'll be fine."
It’s not about convincing and comforting himself, it’s about his firm belief!
Just like the news Dongfang Qing received, the mountain ghost is indeed holding Jiu'er hostage and is still confronting the Holy Cult members.
Jiuer scolded these people in her heart. After she had nothing to do and was free, the first thing she wanted to do was to teach these people what it meant to do something to her when it was time to do it!
What a bunch of fools!
But now she didn't have the energy to scold these fools anymore. She was so painful that she burst into tears and the golden beans fell down uncontrollably.
She also wanted to know whether her foster father and master dog was dead.
If she is not dead, even if she is cut and bled like a fool and only a skeleton is left, please get up and save her.
After all, she was the one who wanted to take care of him until he died.
If she died, he wouldn't have a cute little doll to play with!
Thinking of this, he was even more heartless than Baili Feiyue to a certain extent. Jiu'er, who had completely obtained the true biography of Murong Shuo, also felt a little sad for no reason.
Master Dog is really going to die...
If she is really dead, will she cry?
She really doesn't know.
But it is true that she will cry now.
It hurts so much.
At the same time, those members of the Holy Cult and Ye Lin seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding at this moment.