Ji Duoyou stepped out of the hall in a daze, feeling dizzy and the King of Zhou was too unreal. On a thunderous night, the angry boy with his eyes wide open and his hands raised his sword, the gentle monarch in front of him, who was completely different from the two different images, which one was real and which one was illusory?

No matter what, this setback has clearly given him the deepest feeling: the emperor is the emperor, he is the king, no matter how much he calls himself the eldest brother, he should not take it seriously. The king and the minister are the king and the minister are the king and the minister are the subordinates, how can he look at it? In the past, he always joked that Zhao Bohu was too cautious, but now it seems that he is right. Thinking of this, Ji Duoyou couldn't help but smiled mockingly.

Walking in the Yong Lane surrounded by two palace walls, a strong wind suddenly blew out from the half-open palace gate beside him, squirting to Ji Duoyou's face. He accurately smelled the breath of rain and the smell of turbulence of wooden buildings. It was going to rain!

He looked up and was shocked. Isn't this Wange Palace? Why did he come here in a confused way? The place of right and wrong should not be left for a long time. He thought so in his mind, but for some reason, his legs couldn't move. Perhaps there was something else worth his concern in this terrifying palace of epidemics that made him linger-----

"Isn't this the Lord Sima of the Royal City?" Ji Duoyou was stunned when he suddenly heard a crisp and bright female voice. When he looked up, he saw four women in palace clothes surrounded by a gorgeously dressed girl coming out of the palace gate.

Ji Duoyou smiled bitterly in his heart and said: Everything is really unhappy when going out today! Why did you meet this person? After thinking about it, he immediately knelt down and bowed and said, "I will pay homage to Princess Bo Ji, Your Highness, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years

Bo Ji is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but her beautiful face and slim figure have begun to show the unique charm of a girl like a weak willow to support the wind. Unfortunately, Bo Ji's eyebrows are raised at this time, and her originally harmonious facial features are also a little twisted.

"Hmph! Are you Ji Duoyou?" Bo Ji looked very arrogant when he asked.

"I will meet His Highness the Princess!" Ji Duoyou repeated again.

As soon as he finished speaking, a slender finger of a nail covered with Fengxian Ke Dan pointed to the tip of his nose, and a slightly trembling voice echoed in his ears: "It is the fake epidemic prescription you brought back that killed my sister Zhongji! You didn't even take my brother seriously, what do you pretend to be in front of me?"

Many friends complained in their hearts. They had long heard that since the princess Bo Ji had a quarrel with her brother Ji Hu, her personality has become very rare and perverse. She was helpless when she hit the gun today. Since she decided on this matter, it would be useless for her to argue, so she simply stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, when he remained silent, Bo Ji became even more angry. His sharp fingertips poked a white half-moon mark on his forehead: "Why don't you speak? Am I wrong? There are rumors in the palace that you are hooking up with Prince Yu, and you are not clear. Brother Wang is blinded by you, so I won't."

This involves the name of treason, and Ji Duoyou can't stop talking. He raised his eyelids slightly and looked directly at the hem of Bo Ji's green skirt and said, "Reported to the princess, when he saw Jin, the emperor had asserted that the epidemic prescription he brought back was true. However, the imperial physician in the palace did not understand the usage, which delayed Princess Zhongji's condition. The minister is responsible for this matter, and the crime is unforgivable. However, the princess's collusion with Yu is very important, and I dare not agree with it."

"You-------You dare to contradict me?" Bo Ji was so angry that she trembled all over. She slapped Ji Duoyou in the face without saying anything. To be fair, the slap was not severe, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

The slap scared the palace maids around him very much. He quickly persuaded him, and at least persuaded him to go aside. Four or five palace maids knelt around Bo Ji, pulling his legs and begging him.-----Bo Ji looked at Ji Duoyou's slightly swollen left face, so he was brave. This was not in his palace, and Duoyou was not the palace servant who served him, but the central doctor who entered the court. She was not in harmony with the King of Zhou, and if she was taken over by someone with a heart, she would be afraid that there would be some trouble!

But no matter how regretful it is, she cannot admit defeat. She pointed to many friends and said harshly, "I will beat you if you want to complain to Brother Wang, you can do whatever you want! Also, kneel here for half an hour and don't move, you!" She pointed to a thin palace maid and said, "Looking at him here for less than half an hour

Don't let him get up! Just a slap in the face and kneeling for half an hour is a cheaper thing than my sister's life!"

To be honest, the slap just now was not serious, but it slapped Duoyou hard. He was a young general, known as the "God of War", and was invincible on the battlefield. Why did he be humiliated by the brother and sister in the palace walls of Yongxiang in this palace hall? After all, Ji Duoyou is a man, not a palace maid----

A drop of water fell on the tip of my nose, not tears, it turned out to be raining! I hope this rain can wash away the humiliation in my heart-----

Hey, why has the rain stopped? Many friends suddenly heard a familiar female voice: "General!"

"It's you?" Many friends looked up and were shocked: "You--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Uncle Wu held the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and looked around for a while. Finally, after he was convinced that there was no one around, he bent down and whispered: "General, don't blame Princess Bo Ji. She is very good at jailing on weekdays. Today, she is a temporary solution."

"How do you say this?" asked many friends.

"On the day when the fire in the central palace was in danger, I escaped from the sky by drilling into a dog hole. By chance, I was rescued by Princess Bo Ji. At that time, the palace was in chaos, and the thieves burned, killed and plundered. The princess then hid in the Wange Palace with me until she heard the king return to the palace and dared to come out."

"So, is she still your savior?" Thinking of Bo Ji's aggressive look just now, Duoyou was still angry.

The uncle shook his head: "The general still doesn't understand the princess's deep meaning. If she didn't make such a fuss, how could I get in touch with the general? The royal city order poisoned the queen mother, and I must know about this. Even the general would probably be suspicious of the eunuch Jia. Although he thought the slave had died in the fire in the central palace, he had no body to be seen after all. How could he be relieved?"

"I understand. Don't worry, since I have agreed to the Queen Mother, I will definitely send you out of Haojing safely."

"Thank you, General." Uncle and his wife gave a deep bow.

It is simple to leave the palace. Just pretend to be your own guard and put on armor. The King of Zhou has promised himself to return home, so it is common for him to bring a few personal guards. However, the gate of Haojing is closed and it will take some time to wait until the gate is opened. Where should she hide during this period?

The first time he thought of Zhao Bohu, he might as well forget it. The Prime Minister’s Mansion had just suffered a disaster, so how could he disturb him? Well, it would be better to bring back his Sima Mansion. After all, it was his own place. If you take in people every day, it would not be too eye-catching if one or two more women were there!

Ji Duoyou made up his mind like this. He was a person who valued his promises and sent his uncle and concubine back home was something he had to do.


Chapter completed!