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C818 Dream On!

"We have only found Feng Ziran. Sun Chuan has yet to be found. But this is enough. After all, I have already secretly grasped the evidence of Nangong Ming colluding with Lan Yuhua. At that time, I'm not afraid that he won't admit it! "

Hearing this, joy flashed across Nangong Feng's eyes. He said excitedly, "Your actions are also very fast! Then what do you need my help with? "

Dongfang Jin looked at him. "You'd better recover well! I will go to the palace tomorrow to tell Martial Uncle my plan. With Martial Uncle's cooperation, it will be enough!"

At that time, there would be another bloody battle. Nangong Feng was seriously injured, so it was not suitable for him to participate in this operation.

Nangong Feng was just being polite. He was usually lazy, so he was naturally unwilling to contribute if he could.

Dongfang Jin's words were exactly what he wanted.

He smiled until his teeth could not be seen. "That's good, very good! It's just that my body is weak and easy to push down, so it's really not safe. It's not like you're here. If something happens, who will protect me? "

As he said this, he kept glancing to the side. The meaning behind his words was obvious.

Xi Moyao heard this and sneered.

Weak body and easy to push down? This description was really... too shameless!

Dongfang Jin found it funny in his heart but he still followed his intentions and looked at Xi Moyao with a slightly negotiable gaze, "Yao, look..."

Xi Moyao glanced at a certain someone's face that deserved a beating and then looked at Dongfang Jin.

"Don't worry! I'll just guard him."

In the end, he was still worried about Nangong Feng.

From the moment she saw him, her worry and anxiety had long since overshadowed her anger.

In this way, how could she be at ease and hand over his safety to someone else?

When he heard Xi Moyao's words, Nangong Feng's smile swayed even more.

Late at night the next day, Dongfang Jin followed the map and went to Emperor Xiyue's bedroom.

However, it did not seem like he had come at the right time!

He tapped the tip of his foot lightly and flew onto the roof. He sat down on his knees and listened to the corner of the room.

In the room, although Emperor Xiyue's face was pale, the aura around him was not weak at all.

He coldly looked at Imperial Consort Lan who was standing in front of him, "Get out!"

His voice was as cold as iron, without any warmth.

When Imperial Consort Lan heard him, she smiled bitterly, and then said with a fierce expression, "Your Majesty, you have always been like this. Those who enter your heart, use all your tenderness. Other than your heart, there is no need to hide your true colors! "

And she had fallen in love with such a person!

Emperor Xiyue gently closed his eyes. He did not react to her words at all.

When Imperial Consort Lan saw this, she restrained all the expressions in her eyes, "Cripple Feng Wan'er's position and pass the throne to my son! This Imperial Decree, are you going to write it or not?"

Emperor Xiyue indifferently opened his eyes and a cold light flickered as he mocked, "Dream on!"

Imperial Consort Lan's eyes were ruthless, "Your Majesty, don't be in such a hurry to reject it! Don't you think about your beloved son and the woman you put your heart on? Their lives are in your hands!"

When Emperor Xiyue heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his sharp eyes shot straight at her.

"If you dare to touch even a hair of theirs, then don't blame Zhen for fighting you to the death!"

Dragons have reverse scales, and those who touch them will die!

Being locked by such sharp eyes, Imperial Consort Lan only felt a chill run down her back as it went straight to her heart.

But thinking about how they were the ones in power now, she immediately mustered up her courage.

"Since His Majesty is distressed about his wife and children, then why not write down this Imperial Decree happily? In this way, wouldn't we be able to reunite as a family?"

Even though her heart was bleeding, Imperial Consort Lan's beautiful brows did not have the slightest ripple. It was as cold as steel!

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