Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 209: The King of Jin resists the edict
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In the quiet bamboo forest, the slender bamboo leaves are swaying in the wind, making a pleasant sound, like someone blowing a huge bamboo flute, playing a deep music.
The man in casual clothes is brandishing a sharp sword. As he walks with his sword light, like a galloping dragon, standing upright on the top of the bamboo, his snow-white boots lightly touch the soft branches.
"Wow!" The bamboo leaves leaped from the branches, dancing wildly in the air, intertwined with a forest like a dream painting...
In a roundabout, the man's long black hair is floating in plain clothes, and his face is like jade.
When he finished his sword training, I don’t know when the middle-aged man appeared behind him: "Lord."
"What's the matter." Diliu picked up the towel between his white and slender fingers, wiping the blade little by little.
The breeze hits slowly, the ribbons of the hair are floating, and the eyes are bright and clear.
"There is someone in the palace."
"Oh." Diliu's eyes stirred, a radiance surged.
When the jade finger spring onion moved, the sharp sword in his hand fell like a sword hilt and was as steady as a rock.
Step up to the front hall.
"My lord, let's change to the front hall first."
"It's okay." Diliu's thugs interrupted the housekeeper's words, and Han Bing's eyes turned into a smile, dispelling the glitz of troubled times.
The heroic spirit walked to the front hall.
The figure is as thin as a light smoke, as if a gust of wind will disappear without a trace.
In the front hall, the waiting impatient father-in-law walked around.
But he didn't dare to be reminded, so he sighed anxiously. This drooping errand was difficult to handle.
But then he seemed to feel something, and looked back at the promenade, his pupils constricted in an instant!
The man is dressed in casual clothes, with exceptionally beautiful features, sword eyebrows and star eyes, hair like Xuanmo, quietly revealing supreme authority.
The grandfather's heart sighed, nodding and bowing, as if he was extremely respectful: "The slave has seen King Jin."
The divine light in the eyes of the emperor Liuzhang was dazzling, and he bypassed his father-in-law and sat on the red sandalwood chair.
The maids served tea immediately.
This made my father-in-law very annoyed. I sat here for a while without a cup of tea.
Too much deception.
"What's the matter with Mr. Zhao coming to this palace."
Di Liu glanced at the tea cup with a lightly wrong finger.
The father-in-law immediately stabilized his expression, but his face bloomed with a smile: "Congratulations to King Jin, congratulations to King Jin."
"Where did the joy come from." Di Liuzang's sneer deepened on his lips, and his sword eyebrows grew lingering.
He returned to the imperial city ahead of time. This decree should also be to punish him. How come he is happy?
"The King Jin takes the decree." The father-in-law took out the imperial decree with a flying silver dragon on both ends from his sleeve, and his voice became thinner.
The emperor flung his sleeves and knelt down.
"Feng Tian, the emperor's edict said, the nine princesses of the royal family, Liandu, exquisitely wise, virtuous, virtuous, knowledgeable and wise, she is my beloved daughter, and the king of Jin will marry him next month."
After Grandpa Zhao tremblingly read the imperial edict, he looked at King Jin with a smile.
Moved for him to step forward to take the order.
"Slap."
The figure of Grandpa Zhao backed a few steps back, and the imperial decree of Xiangyun Ruihe in his hand fell to the ground, rolled around, and finally stopped at the feet of Emperor Liu.
"Don't want King Jin." Grandpa Zhao shouted.
As soon as his words fell, the imperial decree had turned into snowflakes in the sky, sprinkling and falling.
Duke Zhao was also shocked on the spot, stagnating to death.
God, King Jin tore up the imperial decree.
Know that the imperial edict is a silk brocade made of fine silk, which is impossible to tear.
The anger of King Jin's fire is so great that it can tear this imperial decree at once.
This is to resist the purpose!
This is a treachery!
The dark eyes of the emperor flowed a bit of cold light, damn, he had a lot to do, but he didn't expect the emperor to give him a marriage.
"Go away."
As soon as this remark came out, it was like a thunder slammed on his head and face, and Grandpa Zhao instantly instilled, he bit his four fingers on his left hand: "King Jin, you!"
Seeing the cold eyes of King Jin, Father Zhao didn't dare to talk nonsense, and ran out like a dog.
The king of Jin publicly resisted the decree, so he left the emperor to clean him up.
"The prince, the slave thinks that marrying the nine princesses and putting them in the mansion is just a decoration." The middle-aged man can't help but feel a little worried when he sees the back of Zhao Gonggong leaving in a panic.
The emperor had long wanted to take over the prince's military power, but this time he didn't take advantage of it to suppress it.
That's why I said so.
"Kang Dang." The tea cup fell to the ground and made a noise, and the shocked maids knelt.
The butler only felt a pain in his face, and he touched it in horror, a trace of blood running on his fingertips.
"My lord, the slave knows his fault." The butler changed abruptly and knelt on the ground suddenly.
Diliu's eyes turned: "In this life, it is not she who will not marry."
In this life and the old man, there is only listening, other women are all clouds.
To destroy him this day, he destroys it.
She? The butler was startled, and keenly realized that the master, she was a woman.
Who is it?
The master blatantly resisted the order for her.
Presumably, she must be a beautiful woman.
But if he knows that this alluring and beautiful woman is actually a seven-year-old fool and a little girl with no talent.
Will it spit out blood and flood this rolling imperial city.
*****
The imperial palace, the imperial study room, are surrounded by valuable colorful pearls and jade, the golden light is flowing, the brilliance is brilliant, and the beauty is not like ordinary things!
The bright yellow figure is sitting on a chair, looking at the memorial.
"The emperor, the emperor, the emperor."
A figure rolled in embarrassedly, and knelt down at the feet of the emperor.
"Shut up." The emperor drank coldly, distracted by his quarrel.
Gonggong Zhao shut his mouth in fear, not daring to say one more word.
Time was as quiet as flowing water. When the emperor raised his head from the memorial full of shores, he saw Father Zhao kneeling on the ground, already shaking his eyebrows: "Why are you a slave here."
"The emperor." Grandpa Zhao was crying, breaking through the stagnant depression.
The emperor finally remembered him.
"What's the matter!"
The emperor’s tone was a little unhappy, and seeing Father Zhao’s expression was very sad,
"The emperor, didn't you let the minions go to the palace to declare the decree?"
Duke Zhao's face was bitter.
"There is such a thing." The emperor suddenly realized that he finally remembered the gift of marriage.
I've been reading the memorial just now, and I almost forgot about it.
"The emperor, the king of Jin has resisted the decree." The head of the Emperor Zhao knelt down again, afraid to look at the emperor's discolored face.
"What." The emperor's breathing stagnated for a moment, and then he fluctuated violently, his voice soaring with anger.
The fist smashed the lamppost beside his body, and his words were frightened.
This king Jin became more and more daring. He returned to the imperial city ahead of time and let him go. The marriage was to give him face, but he didn't expect him to dare to resist.
"Come here." The emperor yelled, and immediately a guard came in.
"Bring me three thousand elites and caught King Jin for me."
To catch King Jin, the Guards shook their bodies. This is not true.
The King Jin is a myth in their hearts and a hero they admire.
Let them arrest King Jin, it is very difficult to do it
"Trash, don't hurry up!" The emperor became more and more anxious when he saw the Imperial Guard.
"No one is allowed to go."
The energetic voice planned the tone of the emperor.