Thinking of the possibility of the South Vietnamese changing hands in the future, Emperor Dezheng was furious.

The confidant eunuch Degong was lying on the ground and carefully picking up the folds scattered on the side, thinking about how to help the prince say a word or two.

It wasn't until a very small groan came that Gonggong De said earnestly: "Your Majesty, this is already the case, you are angry!" Although this legendary method of dripping blood to test relatives is useless, and it doesn't matter whose child Murong Tianyun and it is, the slave feels that the crown prince must be your child!

Although the prince's face is ninety percent similar to the queen's mother, the feeling between his eyes and eyebrows is printed in the same mold as the emperor.

Your Majesty, don't be angry, the dragon body is important! And you...... Don't you still need the queen now? The slave felt that as long as the emperor could find a way to end Murong Qingyu, it would be difficult for the queen to make any waves alone. ”

There was another unbearable groan from above, and Emperor Dezheng's fist slammed into the desk again. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that at this moment, Emperor Dezheng's face has been flushed, and there is a faint black gas between his eyebrows.

If you look closer, you will see that the black qi that lingers between the eyebrows is emitting from the center of the eyebrows. The black qi between the eyebrows and the flushed face were mixed together, making Emperor Dezheng look very weird.

"Damn it!"

After letting out another uncontrollable groan, Emperor Dezheng roared angrily and asked, "When will this rain stop?" ”

Gonggong De, who was picking up folds on the ground, was so frightened that he threw things on the ground, lay on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, the temple said that the autumn rain will continue until tomorrow." ”

"Damn! Damn it!! Damn it!!! Damn the Cult of God, damn it!! Emperor Dezheng cursed the Cult as he smashed the blood-stained bowl on his desk to the ground.

Gonggong De was startled when he saw this, and saw that there was still an unextinguished candlestick on the ground, so he hurriedly stepped forward to extinguish the candle lamp, so as not to burn the music fold, and then knelt down below, waiting for the swing in the near future.

"Swing and go to Fengyi Palace!"

Finally, Emperor Dezheng, whose face had been choked ochre, gave an order after losing his temper and walked towards the outside of the imperial study. Seeing this, Gonggong De immediately got up and trotted behind the emperor.

"Drive the Fengyi Palace." A sharp and high-pitched voice sounded, outside the imperial study, the Year of the Dragon, which had already been prepared by Duke De, had been waiting here for a long time, and when he saw Emperor Dezheng rushing out, the little eunuch immediately lay on the ground, letting the person who was striding on his back and stepped on the dragon.

The dragon made of agarwood exudes a faint fragrance, although it has the effect of relieving pain and stopping vomiting, but Emperor Dezheng's face still has not improved, and even the ochre has gradually turned pale, which looks very strange under the light of the dim palace lamp.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

Hearing the sharp sound of Emperor Dezheng's nails picking out on the armrest of the dragon's handrail, Duke De led the way in front of him sweating profusely, urging the palace people to speed up.

After hearing a slight moan again, Father-in-law De ordered: "Hurry up, use the run." ”

The palace people listened to the order and immediately raised their legs and ran.

But not long after running, a palace man slipped and fell on the road.

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