Please Kill the Demon

Of course my subordinates remember!

Chu Liang said in a high voice reflexively, and then hesitated slightly.

At that moment, many thoughts flashed through his heart.

It's like when I was in school, I didn't complete the composition homework, but was asked by the teacher to stand up and recite the composition.

He had to say something, but wasn't sure if it would be a blessing or a curse.

While thinking about it, he got up and continued to reply: It's just that the general misunderstood, I didn't do anything.

Is there not? Jing Wuya looked over, That Concubine Li is so charming, she was once a famous beauty in Canglang City, can you resist the temptation?

Concubine Li came here just now, but I rejected her on the spot. Chu Liang chatted along his words.

In this way, the ban on Mirror Toothless should be related to the concubine.

Hmm... Jing Wuya shook his iron head and said, Although I asked you to study the behavior and speech of the monarch for a while, it is all external after all. There are many truly private occasions that we don't know about. The servants and concubines have noticed that you are wrong, so they will cause some trouble for no reason.

The subordinates know. Chu Liang replied.

At the moment, the citizens of Fuyao are still unable to accept the change of the state, and it will take some time for you to replace them. After a while, when the government and the public accept the command of this general, you will be able to retire. At the new Fuyao state court, There should be a place for you. Jing Wuya said again.

Draw a cake for grandpa.

When you really usurp the throne and take power, can you keep this person who knows your secret? I'm afraid it's true that there are no dead bodies.

Chu Liang sneered in his heart, but he still said: This subordinate knows, and this subordinate will definitely do their best.

Jing Wuya nodded again, and was about to leave.

Suddenly Chu Liang raised his eyes and said, General, can I see that Xue Lingxue again?

Huh? Jing Wuya turned his head abruptly, staring intently with a murderous look.

Seeing Chu Liang lower his head again, Jing Wuya said: You didn't talk so much before... You have only been a king for a day, and you have already started to make demands? Could it be that you really think you are Han Lingshou?

My subordinates dare not! General forgive me! Chu Liang repeatedly apologized. He also knew that raising this question rashly might arouse Jing Wuya's vigilance, but if he didn't mention it this time, who knows when he will ask again next time, so He took the risk.

Facing Jing Wuya's questioning, he took two steps back and then shrank and replied: This subordinate is only a lowly official. It is a great honor to be able to follow the general's great cause. How dare you ask for anything.

It's just that the subordinates thought to themselves, if the real monarch is here, how can we let go of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of Ms. Xue's tour? No matter what, I have to invite her to meet once. This is a self-importance made by the subordinates in order to play this role well. It’s just some speculation. If the general doesn’t like it, then the subordinates will no longer make their own claims in the future.”

After he finished speaking, there was a long silence.

Looking at Chu Liang's terrified appearance, Jing Wuya didn't seem to be fake at all, so he dispelled his doubts.

After a while, he turned around and said, You have done a good job, I will also consider this matter. I am in the palace during this period, just continue to be cautious.

Your subordinates obey. Chu Liang replied.

When Jing Wuya strode out of the bedroom, Chu Liang's expression changed from being shy and humble to indifferent. As a young performing artist with many years of acting experience, this kind of small scene was too easy for him.

It's just playing a person who is playing the role of a monarch. With this character depth, he can complete the psychological construction in the blink of an eye.

Only familiar with hands.

To fool Jing Wuya away, he first brought out the concubine Li who was bound by the demon-binding rope, and awakened her with a touch of Heavenly Spirit.

Don't worry, just listen to me... Chu Liang was about to explain to her.

Seeing Empress Li concubine's winking eyes, she suddenly said: I'm not in a hurry... Hehe, it's really ridiculous. Just now, my servant thought you were a fake after listening to His Majesty's words...

She glanced at the rope around her body.

How can anyone else be as skilled as His Majesty?

...

Okay.

Han Lingshou, this old boy, is also a bit perverted on weekdays.

However, as the monarch of the land of Fuyao, it is not surprising that he did anything.

In such an outrageous way, Concubine Li believed her identity, so there was no need for Chu Liang to explain his identity to her, otherwise it would be bad if it got out.

So he flicked his sleeves and said: Just now I was really too sad to care about him.

Your Majesty is so sympathetic... Concubine Li looked at Chu Liang, and said: Since Your Majesty has leisure now, let's continue. But please stop beating the head of the servants, the servants will be beaten I'm dizzy... If I want to fight, I still...

then what?

Chu Liang had dark lines on his face.

Still beating with a whip. Concubine Li said dazedly, My family likes that.

It must be that you people in the palace can play.

Chu Liang saw how poisonous she was, and thought to herself, how do you know I have a whip? I really have to detoxify her.

Just at this moment, there was another knock on the door outside.

Tuk tuk.

...

Chu Liang only felt his blood surge, is the bedroom of Fuyao Kingdom a vegetable market?

Why does anyone come here for a stroll?

He asked aloud, Who?

Your Majesty, the bullwhip, goji berry and fresh oyster soup prepared by Empress Li is ready, and the servants are here to deliver the soup. The palace servants responded from outside.

Good guy.

Chu Liang was shocked when he heard the name of the soup. I'm afraid your concubine is not the saint of Hehuan sect, right?

Concubine Li over there has been poisoned by the rope that binds the demon, and she seems to be unconscious.

Chu Liang stuffed her back under the bed and called, Come in.

He saw a palace maid wearing a small hat hanging his head and holding a plate, moved in with small steps, and placed the plate on the table respectfully, not daring to lift his eyes a little, as if he was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see.

It is unlucky to do business in this palace, Chu Liang gave the palace servant a sympathetic look, and then said: You go down first.

Yes. The palace man nodded and said at the same time: Your Majesty has told you to drink this soup while it's hot.

While speaking, he lifted the lid of the divine soup, and strands of fragrance wafted out.

Chu Liang sniffed at the tip of his nose, and immediately sensed something was wrong.

His current physical strength of the seventh level is coupled with the magic body of the mysterious dragon, and it is impossible for him to be shaken by the poisonous gas. But when he smelled it, it still made him feel a little dazed for a moment.

Quite a poisonous gas.

If Han Lingshou himself, he might not be able to resist this strange poison.

Is there a ghost in this palace?

Chu Liang thought deeply, paused for a moment, then threw his body down, pretending to be poisoned, and prepared to see what the visitor's purpose was.

snort.

Seeing that Chu Liang was stunned, the palace man snorted coldly, then raised his head, revealing his entire face.

His face is also Han Lingshou's!

Another one?

Chu Liang was surprised, but he was sure that this person was definitely not the real Han Lingshou. Because his body and expression are completely different, and it is impossible for a real monarch to return to the palace.

This is the fourth monarch of Canglang City!

In addition to being surprised, he also found it a little funny.

As the saying goes, there are no two days in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country. The Fuyao country is really blessed. Such a perverted monarch can make up a table of mahjong tiles.

Just those who are in this bedroom are enough to fight the landlords.

I saw the new fake monarch taking off his palace clothes with a splash, and inside was also a set of yellow robes that had been prepared. He pushed Chu Liang under the bed, and sat down on the table again.

After a while, I heard him call: Come here!

Then there was a sound of guard footsteps entering, and they all shouted: Your Majesty.

The fake monarch flicked his sleeves: Pass my order and send someone to invite Miss Xue Lingxue into the palace!

good evening.