Chapter 397 The Bad News of Emperor Thorn Castle
“You are more like a lady than me.”
The dark elf girl standing in the center of the courtyard sighed and rolled her eyes with a half-smile. Mo, who was walking slowly, stretched out his fair and flawless right arm lazily, and gently hooked his index finger: "Is the dress so difficult to put on? My Lord Sin."
Mo said sarcastically. He stepped forward and took the other person's arms, and smiled awkwardly: "I can swear, my dear, this suit is the biggest test I have ever faced since I became a noble."
Ji Xiaodao smiled. Yixiao: "So if you don't buy me some new clothes, my preparation time will be shorter and shorter in the future, thus making you look more like a lady."
"Keep it in your heart."
Mo leaned over and kissed the back of the girl's hand, then turned his head and winked at the servant standing behind him: "You also have to keep it in your heart. Remember, the more complicated the style, the better. Okay, there must be more fabric, just above the neck.”
The latter nodded slightly. , said respectfully: "Please rest assured."
"Why don't you just buy a roll of bandages to wrap my face?"
Ji Xiaodao held Mo's arm and joined him. Walking towards the door of the mansion, he wrinkled his nose and hummed: "Isn't that safer than any dress?"
The latter pretended to think for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Maybe it's because I have never been a narrow-minded person?"
The girl rubbed her forehead helplessly and turned around to face the two of them. The servant asked: "Do you believe it?"
The other party opened his mouth blankly and cast a look at Mo for help.
"Some questions do not need to be answered, Dawn. For example, in this situation, silence is the only way to survive~"
The young Sin Lord shrugged, and then said: The girl opened the car door, helped the other person into the carriage, and then sat in awkwardly, with a little cold sweat on her cheeks.
Ji Xiaodao pursed his lips, and finally raised his arm distressedly to wipe away his sweat with the back of his hand.
The servant Dao En standing outside the car also asked the master who was slightly pale with concern: "Your body."
"It doesn't matter, it is His Majesty's invitation after all."
Mo shook his head gently and smiled at Dawn: "Don't forget someone's clothes."
"Yes, don't worry."
"Don't forget to have more fabric."
"Yes."
A minute later, the carriage left the street in front of the Sin Lord's residence and drove slowly towards Emerald Avenue.
A middle-aged servant named Dao En bowed and saluted the carriage that was leaving. He waited until the latter disappeared at the end of the road before he straightened up again, turned around and walked towards the nearest commercial street, preparing to pay tribute to his daughter. The owner chooses a few sets of clothes that are neither easy to wear nor have too little fabric.
“What a novel experience.”
At the same time
“I don’t know why your majesty suddenly asked you to go.”
Gently holding the other party’s hand that was not generous, Ji Xiaodao frowned in confusion: “Is it possible? Or is it related to His Excellency Dharma God? Didn't you do it last time?"
She couldn't finish her words, because Mo had already taken out his hand, and all the undetectable cold sweat on his face had disappeared. There was no expression on the face under the mask, as if he was his beloved before. Indulgence and concern are just illusions.
【Actually, it is an illusion. 】
Ji Xiaodao sighed complicatedly in his heart, then he also suppressed a smile and raised his chin in the direction of the coachman with a frosty expression.
"That person has been affected by original sin."
Mo closed his eyes, leaned on the soft backrest, and asked casually: "Who else has received the invitation? ?”
Ji Xiaodao folded his long legs and gently wrapped his fingers around a strand of silver hair scattered on his shoulders: “Except for Garros and In addition to Galahad, there are also the old Earl of Burke, Marquis Diggory, and Duke Fossey. Although they are only private invitations in name, they are obviously related to the matter of Kunda. "
Fake sleep. The sinful Lord was silent for a while and then said slowly: "It seems that William Bohe finally couldn't sit still."
"Of course, you must know that the news from Huangthorn Castle came less than two days ago."
Ji Xiaodao smiled faintly, and pursed the corners of his thin and delicate mouth slightly: "First, the Dharma God Faraosi Si's "treason" fell, and then he heard the news of his own brother's death. No matter how wise and wise our Emperor is, he can't avoid chaos. What's more, the only witness categorically accused the royal family of having done it. It's impossible for him Calm down."
Mo glanced at her coldly and said lightly: "No, William Bohe has not lost his mind. He is a very good king, and he is not so simple. Lose your cool. "
"Do you think the death of Farah, who has protected Chauvin for many years, and the death of Kunda, who ruined his reputation so that William can have no worries, are 'so simple'?"
Ji Xiaodao shook his head feebly and frowned: "And you just said that he couldn't sit still."
Mo gently adjusted his mask and said calmly: "He has a new card in his hand, a new card that allows him to take the initiative instead of just being patient. Otherwise, this businessman king would never be able to win. If we convene this gathering immediately, we will only conduct a cautious and private investigation first."
"So?"
The girl looked back at Mo, who had no expression on her face, not caring. Asked: "How do you, the culprit, plan to deal with this?"
Mo closed his eyes again and smiled emotionlessly: "Just maintain the status quo until that person shows up."
Ji Xiaoge nodded slightly, and then asked slightly doubtfully: "Why are you so sure it's him?"
She waited for a while, but did not get a half-word answer. Although this was not surprising, the girl still pouted her lips unhappily, and then suddenly found that she seemed to be much more emotional, and she immediately became serious again. face.
【Am I too into the drama?】
She smiled self-deprecatingly, tilted her head and quietly stared at the side face beside her that could not read any emotion. It calmed down the unknown ripples in my heart.
Game time AM10:57
Tloun, the capital of Chauvin, Emerald Avenue, in front of Tula Palace
When Ji Xiaodao held Mo's arm and walked slowly out of the carriage, a human couple who looked about forty years old immediately walked towards them from across the avenue. The woman in a dark blue dress stood far away. He waved his handkerchief towards the two of them, his face full of smiles.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Burke."
Ji Xiaodao immediately let go of Mo's arm and walked forward with a smile to make way for the graceful figure but a soft spot for sweets. The beautiful woman took her hand and whispered: "I'm so happy to see you~"
Mrs. Burke chuckled, shook off her husband, and nodded reservedly at the sin lord not far away. , and then pulled Ji Xiaodao and said cheerfully: "If it weren't for Lord Suijue's injury that has not healed during this period, I would have wanted to drag you home to accompany me every day." "It's better not to do it."
The girl shook her head with a bitter look on her face, paused for two seconds before smiling at the somewhat dull Mrs. Burke: "The pastries you make are so tempting, I will definitely gain weight if I go there often."
Mrs. Burke squeezed Ji Xiaodao's little hand, the smile on her lips became more obvious, but she frowned in feigned anger and said: "I eat no less than you!"
"But You are famous for not getting fat no matter what you eat." Ji Xiaodao pouted and said helplessly: "I'm not that confident about my figure."
Burke. The lady looked solemn: "Then tell me in advance before you come next time, and I will hide all the delicious food."
"Uh"
Ji Xiaodao's eyes widened, and then he stuck out his tongue playfully: "I was wrong."
The two women suddenly burst into laughter.
“So we were left alone.”
After being thrown away by his wife, Earl Moody Burke came over and shook his head, shrugged at Mo, and sighed in a dumbfounded way: “Since After Ms. Silent Prayer came as a guest last time, Pasha always wanted to ask her to come more often. Hey, I am very busy during this time and the children are rarely at home. No wonder she wants to find a companion to talk to. "< br>
Although he only holds the title of earl, this Muslim Dubok is the head of the Imperial Supervision Office, and his power is much higher than that of many nobles with empty positions. He is an extremely staunch royalist. He has always stood firmly by Emperor William's side during the most turbulent period of the Chauvinian Empire. Together with Marquis Digory, who is in charge of the intelligence system, he has killed countless people with ulterior motives. Although his body shape and work style have become a lot smoother over the years, he is still something that many nobles and lords dare not underestimate. figure.
He is also one of the powerful people that Zui Jue deliberately makes friends with.
"Silent Prayer has complained to me countless times that I cannot visit often due to my health."
Mo smiled bitterly, shook his head at Moody and said: "I always feel that her caring care during this time was not out of great love, but because she wanted me to get better quickly." Later, I went to talk to Mrs. Pasha in private."
Moody looked solemn and lowered his voice: "The one in my family can definitely be said to be a model of good husband management. You'd better not let Ms. Silent Prayer go. Let’s talk privately with her.”
The two smiled at each other, chatted for a few more words, and then turned to business.
"Sorry, I don't know why His Majesty came to us this time."
Moody took out two strong-smelling cigarettes, but was declined by Mo on the grounds that 'smoking will make a big ugly'. He lit one, looked back at the door of Tula Palace, and sighed: "I just hope it's not We at the Supervisory Office have been working overtime for so long about the matter of Dharma God Faraosis, but we still don’t have a clue.”
Because I was the one who witnessed the Dharma God’s treason with my own eyes at that time. Moody swallowed the word 'my lord' and changed it to Farah's name.
"You don't have to be like this."
Mo shook his head and touched his chest with a bitter look on his face. That was the place where he was 'seriously injured' when facing the God of Law. : "Although I only met Lord Dharma God a few times before the incident, I don't think Lord Ossis is that kind of person. Although it is just a baseless guess, I still feel that there may be a lot of hidden meaning in this matter. .”
Moody blew out a smoke ring, looked meaningfully at the Lord of Sin next to him, and said softly: "Do you really think so?"
"Yes, Lord Ossis was not in the best condition when he attacked us. It’s not very normal. Although I can’t explain what’s going on, there is definitely something wrong with it. I, Grand Duke Garros, and the Marshal, who have known His Excellency the God of Law for a long time, can all see it.”
Mo sighed, his face full of bitterness: "And one more thing, if His Majesty the God of Law really does his best, not to mention powerful men like Marshal Galahat and Grand Duke Garros, the Sword of the Tsar The losses of the Knights and the Hurricane Mage Group will be at least ten times greater, and I estimate that they will not be able to survive."
Moody nodded slightly: "I see."
" Haha, I have said these things to Your Majesty too.”
Mo looked at Moody with a half-smile but said softly: "So you don't know, right?"
The latter was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically: "Okay, I I formally apologize to you, Lord Sin, please don’t mind my occupational disease. After all, this is what the Supervision Office does.”
“If you can remind Mrs. Pasha in a subtle way.”
Mo glanced at the two ladies not far away who were chatting happily with lingering fear, and whispered with a bitter look on his face: "Ask her to teach Silent Prayer as little as possible about the 'way of controlling a husband'. I promise that I Not only will I not mind, but I will be very cooperative with your occupational disease."
"Hmm." Moody pondered for a moment and sighed: "How about you mind."
The two looked at each other and laughed in unison, and the awkwardness just now disappeared.
However, when Pasha and Ji Xiaodao glanced suspiciously, the laughter of the upstart viscount and the veteran earl suddenly stopped, like two poultry whose necks were choked by their owner because of their noise.
A moment later, a breeze blew by, and Duke Badgaros, wearing a sky-blue robe and looking slightly tired, suddenly appeared in front of Mo and Moody, and then glanced at Ji, who was chatting happily over there. Xiaodao and Pasha showed a teasing smile to them: "You were all dumped?"
"Your Majesty the Duke."
"Your Excellency the Grand Duke."
Mo and Moody immediately bowed and saluted.
“It’s almost time.”
Garros nodded slightly, then looked back at the two luxurious carriages approaching in the distance: “Fossey and Diggory are here too. ”
At the same time, the door of Tula Palace slowly opened, revealing Galahat’s tall figure that was very inconsistent with his age.
"Your Majesty is already waiting inside."
The old marshal, who had already arrived, nodded to several people, then turned around and walked into the palace first.
Ten minutes later
Tula Palace, side hall
Compared to the last time we held a cocktail party here, William Bohe, who was sitting at the main seat, was obviously a little more haggard. , but he was just a little haggard, and waited until he was invited After everyone had sat down, this extraordinary merchant king stood up. He held the wine glass steadily and said in a calm and majestic voice: "Just yesterday evening, bad news came from Huangthorn Castle. ”
Go straight to the point without any hesitation.
"This cup is dedicated to the good-for-nothing prince in the eyes of the world, my good brother Kunda Bohe. May he rest in peace."
Everyone was shocked!
Chapter 394: The End
(End of this chapter)