This throne is so cold when you sit on it, it will almost freeze you into a lump of ice.

For an old man who has begun to long for warmth, sitting on it is not comfortable.

"My son has made arrangements before. Father, don't worry. Since we have to fight, come early or come late, it doesn't matter." He smiled cruelly, and vaguely, everyone behind him

All the scenery faded away, and only the coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow filled the air crazily.

When Qin Zhaotian saw his son like this, he couldn't help but sigh again and again.

He pinched his eyebrows and remembered another very important thing, "You didn't do anything to the Charming King, did you?" [

He got the news last night that the two had a solid fight.

No one knows what the process is.

All I know is that Xuanyuan Xiao and his party set off before dawn and returned to Tianchi.

Except for the eldest princess Xuanyuan Feiye who still stayed in the Prince's Mansion, the other two princesses left together.

Only the chief guard was left here to explain to Qin Zhaotian.

The excuse given was that King Mei was seriously ill and urgently needed medical treatment from a domestic miracle doctor. He couldn't delay, so he couldn't say goodbye in person.

When Qin Shi first arrived, he wanted to ask immediately, but later the father and son talked about other things and missed it for the time being.

When Qin Shi heard this, his face immediately turned gloomy, "It's such a pity that I couldn't keep him."

"What does that mean? Did you lose to him at that time?" Qin Zhaotian raised his gray eyebrows with interest. Occasionally he saw his son's angry look, which felt pretty good.

Qin Shi rolled his eyes and asked, "Do you think it's possible?"

"It seems unlikely on the surface, but there is always a contingency in everything..." The emperor touched the tip of his nose and spoke in a tone that seemed to be expecting Qin Shishu.
Chapter completed!