Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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He looked back at the maids and eunuchs behind him who didn't dare to lift their eyelids, and sneered: "A bunch of trash, kill them."

"Boss, Boss, have mercy!" All of a sudden, the maids and eunuchs all turned pale and fell to their knees.

They never expected that today the chief executive did not vent enough anger on His Majesty, and ran to vent his anger on them again!

"Forgive me?" Xie Zhuo pinched the chin of a court lady, his eyes were fierce: "If you read something, you will die, don't you understand?"

"Our loyal ministers, how do you allow you bastards to see His Majesty's misfortune?" He patted the maid's cheek with a half-smile: "It's the blame, you two tricks!"

These people were all sent by Xie Wenlin, and if they all killed Xie Zhuo, they wouldn't feel any pain at all.

This also happened to let him relax, even if Xie Wenlin sent new people later, it would also give him a chance to breathe and intervene.

"Elder-in-law." The steady voice sounded again, and he folded the snow-white handkerchief and put it in front of Xie Zhuo: "God has the virtue of loving life, and godfather doesn't like you like that."

How could he let this lunatic kill all the people his godfather put in?

"You..." Xie Zhuo looked slightly ugly, and snorted, "You'd better use your godfather to oppress me for the rest of your life."

He leaned slightly: "He will always be old, and I... still have many years."

Ambition and threats flowed along with this sentence, but the man's expression remained unchanged: "Eunuch is joking, godfather is waiting for you in your yard, don't you want to go back and have a look?"

Xie Zhuo's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's a good dog!"

He walked away towards the distance, with a crazy and contemptuous voice: "The last time our family used ginseng, we left some ginseng whiskers to make soup for Your Majesty!"

"It's time for the Son of Heaven to taste the leftovers!"

After he left, the voice still hovered over the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Several court ladies glanced at the condition, not knowing what to do.

"Just do what the chief executive tells you." The man lowered his eyes and said calmly.

People who can't live for a few days, no matter how arrogant they are, what can they do?

Under the bright palace road, Xie Zhuo hurriedly walked.

The moment he entered his courtyard, he saw an old eunuch with a gentle expression.

He knelt down on the ground without any hesitation, and said softly: "The son pays his respects to the father."

At this moment, the arrogance of the chief executive of his palace was gone.

Xie Wenlin looked down at the dog crawling under his feet, with a gentle smile: "Good boy, get up."

"I've become the chief manager, why do I still like to act like a baby?"

Xie Wenlin was the late emperor's personal companion to study, because the late emperor blocked the knife and became a eunuch. Since then, he entered the palace and became a great eunuch until the late emperor passed away.

This old eunuch who has been in power for two dynasties has a gentle look on his face, without any air of publicity.

Xie Zhuo, however, was shrouded in his gentle aura, showing subtle fear.

The memory of the original owner told him how sinister this old thing was under its benevolent appearance.

The death of the first emperor was related to him, and even the death of the founder of the country was also inseparably related to him.

"Thank you, father." Xie Zhuo didn't dare to get up from the ground, bowed and stood beside him: "Why are you here today?"

Xie Wenlin patted Xie Zhuo's arm, and his warm palm touched his skin like a poisonous snake.

"I heard that you lost your temper again in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation?" Xie Wenlin's voice was not blaming, only a trace of helplessness.