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Chapter 779 Your Majesty’s Courtesy (20)

"General Anyuan."

The youthful voice, the words spit out, with icy scum falling, interrupted Luo Xing's thoughts.

Luo Xing turned his head and glanced at Dong Bolin who was pushed by someone in a wheelchair, stood up and saluted and said, "Chen Tang Jinyuan, I have met the Ninth Prince."

Dong Bolin wanted to look up at the falling star, and his expression became a little more irritable, "I heard that in the battle against the Hongyi people, you were very predictable, and you could always know the battle plan of the Hongyi people in advance. I never believed that anyone could calculate so accurately, but the detectives placed in Hongyi by Dongze Kingdom have never seen anyone other than them send news to the Dongze Kingdom military camp. How did you know the battle plan of the Hongyi people? of?"

"Chen... that's what it is."

Luo Xing lied, his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and his expression was serious.

Dong Bolin stared at her face for a long time. The person in front of him was dressed in black, and his face was so dark that it almost blended in with the clothes. It was difficult to see her mood swings, not to mention that she was expressionless.

"If you really know how to count, you should have figured out that I have been mutilated, why did you exchange the fourth prince of the Hongyi tribe with me?" If he died in the enemy camp, he would die for the country, and he was proud.

What's more important is that you don't need to live on your last breath under the sympathetic and pitiful eyes of others every day like now.

Why should we save him?
"..." I took you to the King of the Hongyi Clan and watched people mutilate you, how could I not know?
Luo Xing turned his head slightly to look at Song Ziqian.

At that time, Prince Meng was handed over to Song Ziqian by Lieutenant General Guo. Song Ziqian led his men on the battlefield and exchanged them.

In this regard, she is very easy to blame.

Luo Xing hesitated for a moment. After all, he was the person who had apparently saved her life, so it was not easy to betray him.

She lowered her head and stuck a knife in Dong Bolin's heart, "Because you are the Ninth Prince, even if you are disabled, you must be saved."

As expected, Dong Bolin became angry and stared at Luoxing with his eyes, as if he wanted to kill her with his eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Ziqian secretly pulled Luoxing's clothes, motioning her to say less.

The officials who were walking around noisyly hurriedly backed away, shut their mouths and stopped talking, and secretly looked at Luo Xing.

Dong Bolin took two deep breaths, and smiled angrily, "Yes, my identity can indeed be the reason why I must be rescued, but I don't know if General Anyuan knows the fate of angering me."

Luo Xing bowed very humbly, "I know."

All the ministers: "..." This General Anyuan is probably short-hearted.

Dong Bolin was also stalked, he snorted coldly, and asked the little eunuch behind him to push him away.

After people left, the banquet resumed lively, Luo Xing took a seat, and many ministers came over with wine glasses, respecting her as a man.

The Ninth Prince is crippled, and his personality is cloudy and uncertain, and he is much more difficult to get along with than before.

When he was furious, no one dared to speak. Although this General Anyuan had good courage, but he offended the Ninth Prince, he might not have a long way to go in the court.

These officials were also afraid of getting into trouble, so after toasting, they stayed away from Luo Xing.

Song Ziqian looked at Luoxing helplessly, "Jin Yuan, you have seen that the Ninth Prince is angry, why are you still talking?"

"The prince is speaking, can I not answer?"

"..." I really had to answer.

However, "you should also say something nice, and do what you want to do, to see how popular you are. When the Ninth Prince was in the military camp, he was gentle, courteous and resourceful. The wounds on his body were the thorns in his heart. Every time he mentioned it, he would be dripping with blood." The Ninth Prince is angry now, His Majesty may stand up for the Ninth Prince, you'd better find the Ninth Prince now and apologize to him, otherwise His Majesty will not make you look good in the court tomorrow."

"In public, I'm a meritorious minister. He doesn't dare to do it. If he really goes to a place where there is no one, he will be making fun of himself. I still don't want to stab the Ninth Prince in the heart again."

"I'll go with you, I still have a bit of a face in front of the Ninth Prince."

"Don't go."

Song Ziqian frowned, looking unhappy, "Jin Yuan, this is in the capital, you must not be so willful, come with me."

Song Ziqian grabbed Luoxing's arm involuntarily, and walked towards the direction where Prince Ninth left.

Luo Xing hurriedly picked up the fan on the table, and staggered to follow.

Walking out of the Chenhe Palace where the banquet was held, there were no guides, the road was dark, Luo Xing shook off Song Ziqian's hand, "There is no one, where are we going?"

"Go to His Majesty's Imperial Study Room. It's just that His Majesty didn't sit for a long time. There must be some important matters to deal with. Although the Ninth Prince is injured physically, he is very smart. He has often helped His Majesty deal with government affairs this year. You will leave the palace so early, you should go to the imperial study."

Um?You can go see the cubs!
This is good.

"Lead the way."

"..." Are you serious in your natural tone?My official position is higher than yours!
Song Ziqian realized that he was not only blind, but also blind. Such a young general with no feminine features, he would think that he was a woman. No wonder Jin Yuan often used this to tease him.

Song Ziqian led the way and arrived at the imperial study room. The candles in the imperial study room were as bright as day, and the little eunuch who had pushed Dong Bolin's wheelchair before was standing at the door.

The two went forward, and the eunuch in charge, who was guarding the door, trotted into the imperial study room to communicate with them.

Dong Bolin turned his head and looked out the door angrily, the little maid who fed him the water stopped her hand, and the warm tea spilled on Dong Bolin.

The little palace maid immediately knelt on the ground, "This servant deserves to die, please forgive me, Ninth Prince."

Dong Bolin became even more angry, "Get out."

The little maid immediately exited the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Dongxuan raised his head from the urgent memorial, "You refused to say it just now, it seems that the one who offended you must be one of these two generals."

Dong Bolin pursed his lips, "No one messed with me. General Anyuan's words are good. I was rescued from the enemy's camp because I was the Ninth Prince. Be careful not to be captured by the enemy, how can you end up in such a field."

If you want to comfort me, Dongxuan has said a lot in the past year. Bo Lin can only come out of this kind of thing by himself. It is useless for others to say more, "Jiang Fu, let the two generals go back. The Ninth Prince is magnanimous and has not care about."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As Jiang Fu walked out, Dong Bolin thought of something and stopped him, "Director Jiang, let them in. This General Anyuan just said at the dinner party that he can pinch and count. I want to see if it's true."

Jiang Fu looked at Dongxuan.

Dongxuan continued to look at the memorial, "Let them in."

Jiang Fu went outside and let Luo Xing and Song Ziqian enter the imperial study.

The two went in and saluted in a proper manner. Dongxuan folded the memorial in his hands and handed it to Jiang Fu.

　Thank you Lu Yuan for a monthly ticket

　　Thank you h*y*m for your monthly ticket.

　　Thank you for the scars of s`e'... a monthly pass

　　I couldn't type the last word with my input method, so I used an ellipsis.

　　I'm too difficult.

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(End of this chapter)