"Walk!"

Keep it short.

Long live the Lord looked around, lifted up the hem of his fine clothes, and then walked excitedly to the prison, wanting to see the ugliness of the adults.

This moment frightened Zhang Jianxiu, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Your Majesty, wait a minute!"

Zhang Jianxiu was so sweaty that he tried to persuade him: "Your Majesty is a body of ten thousand gold... You must not go to an unknown place."

It's hot.

The prison was as uncomfortable as a steamer, and the stench was overwhelming. If something happened to the emperor, how could the royal guards be able to bear it?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Zhu Yijun stopped amidst the calls of the Jinyi Guards.

Think about it.

That seems to be the case too.

Long live the Lord was in a good mood and didn't take it too seriously. He still said happily: "Okay, then I won't go to jail to cause trouble for you and others. You wait... and continue the trial."

Zhang Jianxiu wiped his sweat and hurriedly welcomed Long live into the official hall. As he walked, he whispered to the side: "Why don't you interrogate the ministers one by one? How about your majesty hearing the trial behind the screen?"

No matter what.

You also have to satisfy Long Live Master's eagerness to watch the excitement.

really.

Long Live Master smiled and nodded, and said carelessly: "Why should I hide?"

When he said this, Zhu Yijun's eyes flashed with deep ridicule. He came here recently just to see those sanctimonious people.

The sight of him squatting in the imperial prison with his arms bare and wearing big underpants is a sight that is rare to see in a hundred years.

Seeing Long live the Lord's attitude is firm.
Chapter completed!