Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

Chapter 3 - Ask Yunle for a person

The incense in the study was changed, and there was a faint fragrance floating in the air, which smelled good, but Luo Ange still felt a headache.

Leaving aside why when discussing the tribute, there were only him and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the study. Just looking at the tribute list gave Luo Ange enough headaches.

According to the rules of the war between the two countries, if the defeated country does not want to be destroyed, it has to pay tribute to the victorious country with gold, silver and beautiful slaves, and every year thereafter, they must pay tribute every year, which is no different from other regions.

And Shenghui will send officials to the defeated country to supervise the government affairs. If there is no accident, Luo Ange should be named a vassal king and do his best for Yiguo.

But now Luo Ange is more worried about the issue of tribute, this long list is really not something that Yunle can afford today.

Seeing Luo Ange's brows furrowed into a sad expression, Mu Ke took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with Ange? Why don't you tell me?"

The sound of Ange made Luo Ange get goosebumps all over his body, but who made him a prince? The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Luo Ange had to pretend that he didn't hear the title, and said with some embarrassment:

"The first year's tribute was really too much. Your Highness also knows that the territory of Yi Kingdom is more than ten times that of Yun Le. Yun Le has been weak for many years and has just finished the war. The people have not had time to recuperate... "

"Halve." Mu Ke took the list very readily, and held a vermilion pen to write a few beautiful red letters on it.

Luo Ange was shocked by this bold manner, opened his mouth for a long time before uttering a few words, "...The prince is really generous."

"It's okay to pay tribute." Mu Ke casually threw the list back on the table, and said with a wicked smile: "But there are conditions for halving."

"What conditions?" Luo Ange suddenly felt a little uneasy, and subconsciously sat back, staying away from Mu Ke.

"I want someone from Yunle." Mu Keyan replied simply, looking at Luo Ange with deep meaning, "I don't know if An Ge will agree or not?"

"...Who is it?" Luo Ange was stunned for a moment, thinking quickly in his mind, is it the stunning beauty of Yunle, or the talented man full of poetry and books?

"You." Mu Ke smiled.

Luo Ange didn't understand for a while, "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple, An Ge, I want you to leave Yunle and return to Yi Kingdom with me, as a slave and as a favor."

"You!" Luo Ange kicked the chair violently and stood up, the heavy chair legs hit the floor with a screeching sound.

"Bastard! Although I lost this battle, I can't let you be humiliated like this!" Luo Ange was furious, his face flushed with anger, but he looked much better than the pale look just now.

Mu Ke smiled, and hit Luo Ange's weakness with one sentence, "You don't have to come with me, but the first year's tribute will have to work hard for you and the people of Yunle."

"..." One sentence pulled Luo Ange back from his rage. Now people are using knives and I am fish and meat, let alone being slaves to him. Even if Mu Ke wants his life, Luo Ange can only thank the Lord Long En .

Compared to himself, Luo Ange cared more about the people of Yunle, if the tribute was not halved, the people would not be able to eat.

With a long sigh of relief, Luo Ange forced himself to calm down, sat back at the table, and said sincerely: "His Royal Highness, I have always been dull, and my memory is not good. If you want me, I will only cause you trouble. If you like beauties, Yunle has many who look like celestial beings..."

"You really have a bad memory, that's true." Mu Ke sneered, tapped his fingers on the table, and said meaningfully, "Otherwise, you wouldn't forget what happened before."

"Before?" Luo Ange frowned, what is this prince holding grudges about?Could it be that he had provoked him unintentionally and indirectly?

Mu Ke shook his head, "It's nothing, you don't care about it yourself, so naturally you won't bother to remember it. Anyway, it's like this. If you don't come with me, the tribute cannot be halved."

Crown Prince Yiguo issued an iron order, which is a nail-biting master, and he will never change his mind just because of his prayers.

Luo Ange bit his lip, in a dilemma.If he really went back to Yi Country with Mu Ke, what would he do to him?But if there is no compromise, what will the people of Yunle do?

Things have come to this, Luo Ange can only sacrifice himself.He lives for Yunle, and he should use his flesh and blood to resist the cold arrows shot at Yunle. Even if the blood is exhausted and the bones are broken, as long as there is still one breath left, Luo Ange will have to get up to block it. In front of Yunle.

This is his fate, the fate of being born in the emperor's family.

"I understand, I'll go with you." Luo Ange whispered, "But I'm gone, what about Yunle?"

"Don't you have a younger brother? I will invite my father and make him a vassal."

Perhaps it was because of Luo Ange's weakness, Mu Ke was in a good mood, and his words became pleasant, "I will send some officials over to help with government affairs and agricultural affairs. Don't worry, the people of Yunle are the people of Yiguo now. Treat them badly."

"I see..." Luo Ange felt more than just a feeling.It turns out that the change of owner of the country really only happened overnight.

Suddenly, his hand was held, Luo Ange was taken aback, and raised his head to meet Mu Ke's eyes.He wanted to pull his hand back uncomfortably, but was held tightly by Mu Ke.

"An Ge, don't forget who you are now." Mu Ke stared at him gravely.

Luo Ange's body froze suddenly, and he gave up struggling helplessly.

Luo Ange was dragged into Mu Ke's arms effortlessly. The other person's body was very warm and his chest was very firm, but Luo Ange felt the bone-chilling cold. Perhaps it was because of his psychology. The lingering blood.

"Take a rest, we will return to the capital tomorrow." Mu Ke didn't do anything to him, but just patted him on the back, hugged him for a while, and then let him go.

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