"King Wen was forced to perform "The Book of Changes", and Zhongnieu composed "Spring and Autumn"*. Your Majesty was so angry that he was imprisoned. What do you think?"

Does this mean there is no yin and yang?

Zhao Surui curled his lips: "Shen Sanfei, I just killed a person who deserved to be killed this time. I just used your body and your hands. You used my power to command the world. I just used your hands to kill an individual. It's not like that." What kind of."

What he didn't expect was that Shen Shiqing actually agreed with his statement: "It is indeed true. I would also like to thank Your Majesty for doing what I have always wanted to do but never did. From then on, I, Shen Shiqing, also have the sword to save people." This good reputation is achieved thanks to Your Majesty."

If you want to eat lamb noodle soup, there will never be any noodles, only soup!

As a monarch, how could Zhao Surui be willing to let both Shen, San and Fei take advantage of him?

"Shen Sanfei, don't be proud. Since you have abandoned my power, I want to see how you can save me without using power!"

"Your Majesty has high hopes for me, so naturally I will not disappoint Your Majesty. On the contrary, Your Majesty, I really want to know, what were you thinking when you killed Na Hu Hui?"

Zhao Surui was indifferent: "Why do I need to think about killing people?"

While the two of them were talking in their hearts, Qian Xiaowu hurriedly led someone into the cell:

"Madam, the doctor is here!"

Zhao Surui immediately got up from his chair.

The doctor looked at it, prescribed two doses of medicine, and said that the girl could be dealt with properly in prison, so he waved his sleeves and left.

In total, it took less than a moment from his debut to his retirement.

After taking another dose of medicine, Shi Xinmei's high fever finally began to subside.

Zhao Surui let out a sigh of relief.

If he were still in the palace, he would have been so anxious that he would have killed a bunch of people. Unexpectedly, he didn't have any murderous intentions this time.

"Why?" he asked himself.

"His Majesty."

"What do you want me to do?"

"nothing."

Shen Shiqing suddenly wanted to say that Yao Dujuan was dead, but she didn't know how to say it.

"Shen Sanbai."

"His Majesty."

"You just suddenly mentioned horses, was that intentional? To calm my mind?"
Chapter completed!