Crazy criticizing beauty she took the script of the villain

Chapter 231 Di Ji, She Doesn't Want to Seek Power and usurp the throne (28)

Shen Zhuo got up after hearing the words, put his hands on Sang Yan's shoulders with a smile on his face, and glanced at Jiang Ying who was about to eat people from the corner of his eyes.

Then Wei Wei leaned closer to Sang Yan: "You are quite airy."

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, unable to deny it.

Then he glanced at him, the corners of Shenzhuo's mouth twitched, and he took the initiative to withdraw his hand.

In the eyes of everyone, this scene made them a little overwhelmed.

Rong Zheng stuttered a little while speaking, his eyes were full of fear.

"Emperor, Emperor, Emperor..."

"Is something wrong?"

Shen Zhuo looked back and interrupted him.

Rong Zheng nodded quickly when he heard the words, but he didn't expect Shen Zhuo to say: "Hold on."

Rong Zheng: "..."

Afterwards, the following matters went smoothly, except for the terrified eyes of everyone, who kept looking at Sang Yan from time to time.

Sang Yan was originally arranged in the imperial palace, but because of God's reason, she went to the emperor's mansion.

Rong Zheng, who had finally sent off Shen Zhuo and Sang Yan, took a breath.

At first, I thought that God Zhuo had invited an ancestor, but I didn't expect that the ancestor's ancestor was also invited.

Not only invited over, but also wanted the little ancestor to deal with the big ancestor.

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He is afraid that he is too old to be confused.

It seems that their Rongguo may be destined to be dominated by the Yu Dynasty for generations.

It's impossible to resist anything.

Rong Zheng remembered the man's request, and then a slightly bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He also said that he must keep her safe. Now that it's all right, he can definitely keep her safe, but he doesn't know if he is safe or not.

Rong Zheng took a deep breath, he almost offended the god Emperor Di.

It's just that I don't know if that person is willing to meet with Di Hao, if not, I'm afraid he will be doomed by then.

If he had known that there would be so many things and such troubles, he might as well have died a few years ago.

Once it's done, save yourself worrying about the current matter.

But what Rong Zheng didn't expect, Di Yan didn't ask her father Di Shang's whereabouts.

There was doubt in Rong Zheng's eyebrows, and then he simply put it behind him.

Di Shang was the one who saved him back then, and he didn't tell the outside world because of Di Shang.

He has also been in the palace all these years, rarely going out.

But having said that, Di Shang's request was to let him protect Di Yan, and now it seems that nothing will happen to Di Yan if he is alive.

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The architecture of the Emperor's Mansion can be said to be very spectacular.

Back then, Rong Zheng almost emptied the national treasury in order to build a mansion that would satisfy Shen Zhuo.

Whether it is the things used on the building, or some plants and artificial lakes inside, they all cost a lot of money.

The corners of Sang Yan's mouth twitched after he came in. This Emperor's Mansion occupies a large area, even more gorgeous and exquisite than the imperial palace.

It can be seen from this that Rong Zheng does not usually value God.

Although Shenzhuo seldom made a move, every time he made a move, many people's lives were saved.

Therefore, there are not many people who do not believe him.

There are even many people who admire and worship him.

When Shen Zhuo and Sang Yan returned to the Emperor's Mansion, they found that there were only four or five servants scattered in the Emperor's Mansion.

Sang Po wrinkled his nose, looked at the Emperor's Mansion from the corner of his eye, and said with a hint of distaste in his tone, "Is this down and out? Why are there only so few people?"

"Has the money been used to buy wine?"

You know, Shenzhuo is very addicted to alcohol, and I am afraid that he has already emptied more than half of the Emperor's Mansion to buy wine.

As for the rest, I'm afraid it was used to invite these servants.

After all, Shen Zhuo is very fussy, especially when it comes to food.

Because of this, there are only these few servants in this huge Emperor's Mansion.

If the guess is correct, I am afraid that all the people here are counted, and there are only 20 people.

Shen Zhuo smiled and said nothing, but it was obvious that Sang Zhuo was right.

Jiang Ying was carrying the luggage, glanced at the Emperor's Mansion out of the corner of his eye, then looked away, and followed Sang Po expressionlessly.

When they arrived at the Emperor's Mansion, servants came over with snacks.

"Master Emperor, Your Highness Diji, please use it." He put down his things and left. Before he left, he glanced at Sang Yan from the corner of his eye, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He walked quickly, Jiang Ying looked at the man with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

He always felt that this person was a little strange.

Jiang Ying pursed his lips, then looked away.

Sang Yan looked down at the pastry next to him. It looked delicious and had a faint fragrance.

The shape also looks exquisite.

Shen Zhuo rested his chin on one hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his long and narrow eyes half-closed, looking very attractive.

And Sang Yan had long been immune to his appearance, so he didn't feel anything.

But this made Jiang Ying on the side feel particularly obtrusive.

He could only clenched his fist silently and stared at Shen Zhuo without blinking, as if he was afraid of what he would do in the next second.

"Try it, I paid a lot of money to hire the pastry chef." Shen Zhuo pointed to the pastry in front of him, signaling Sang to eat it quickly.

Sang picked up a piece, smelled it, and then opened his mouth to take a bite.

She squinted her eyes, and the taste was guaranteed to be wrong, sweet but not greasy, with a hint of pastry fragrance.

However, as soon as she swallowed it, her face suddenly changed.

She looked at Shen Zhuo suddenly, her eyes were filled with shock, and then she vomited blood and passed out.

Shenzhuo was confused by this sudden change, but he reacted quickly.

He looked angry: "Come on, hurry up and wear the imperial doctor!"

Afterwards, he hurriedly went to Fusang, his fingers were trembling slightly.

Jiang Ying's reaction was a little louder, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were tinged with scarlet.

He held the sword tightly in his hand, but his eyes did not move away from Sang Yan for a moment.

"Where is the dining room?!"

Shenzhuo also came to his senses, "Come here, take him to the dining room!"

After Jiang Ying arrived at the dining room, he went straight inside, but found that the door was locked. He kicked it open, and several people dressed as pastry chefs inside were tied together.

Jiang Ying brought the hidden guards and came over aggressively.

Those people still had something stuffed in their mouths, and they were a little terrified when they saw Jiang Ying.

It seemed that he was frightened by Jiang Ying, and his face turned pale.

What Jiang Ying didn't know when he saw this was that there was indeed something wrong with that person just now.

Jiang Ying touched his cheek with his tongue, and then said with a cold face, "Catch me the person who just delivered the pastries."

His tone was cold and frightening.

"Subordinates obey."

There wasn't much time during this period, so the man couldn't escape, and he was caught not long after.

Jiang Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, looking dangerously at the person in front of him.

"Say, who sent you here."

The man looked a little embarrassed, and because of Jiang Ying's question, he even spat at him.

Jiang Ying drew his sword and pointed it at his neck.

It seemed that the man didn't want to live in the first place, and wanted to commit suicide by biting the poison in his mouth.

When Jiang Ying found out, he kicked him directly.

The man spat out blood from being kicked, and the poison in his mouth also spit out.

He was brought back by two hidden guards, and it was impossible to commit suicide.

The pastry chef who had been trembling in the corner only spoke at this time.

(End of this chapter)