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Chapter 1627

Zhou Jian looked at her startled look, which was so cute, and couldn't help but smile: "I've scared you, don't worry, everything is under control."

"The evil fire just now was made for others to see."

Qin Huairou was completely relieved and her eyebrows relaxed: "Your Majesty is wise, but the news of the defeat on the front line has spread, and your pressure will be even greater during these days."

Zhou Jian smiled nonchalantly: "It's almost time to close the net. Those guys can't do it."

"Well? What network?" Qin Huairou didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Zhou Jian didn't want her to worry too much. He looked at Qin Huairou who was close at hand and worried about him. His feelings suddenly warmed up and he stretched out his hand to hold her jade leg.

Qin Huairou's delicate body trembled, and she understood what he was going to do in an instant, her face turned red, and she couldn't help but laugh or cry.

But she still skillfully held his waist with her delicate hands: "Your Majesty, I will accompany you lovingly!"

Zhou Jian couldn't bear it any longer and kissed her directly. The kiss was fragrant and he wantonly declared his sovereignty.

After a while, there was fire and thunder on the ground.

As for the outside world, the atmosphere in the capital exploded with the defeat of the front line. People in the capital were panicking, and it looked like the end was coming. Many loyal ministers wanted to ask for a meeting to resolve the crisis, but they were all turned away.

At dusk, the night gradually enveloped the place, and the sunset was incomplete, making it look very depressing.

"The latest news from the palace is that the Dragon Cavalry was defeated. His Majesty Long Yan was furious and smashed countless things in the harem."

"What should I do? It seems to be true?"

"Dragon Riders defeated the Southern Family. How come they couldn't even withstand the Northern King's 100,000 troops for two days? Is Beiyuan really that strong?"

"This is still the beginning. Beiyuan's heavy cavalry has not been used yet. What should we do now?"

"Everyone, make plans early!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man in official uniform said something cryptic. After a closer look, he turned out to be Dong Bizhi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry and a third-rank official.

Hearing this, the faces of many ministers gathered outside Xuande Gate changed slightly.

"Have you also received the letter of surrender from the King of the North? It said that if you abandon the dark side and surrender to the bright side, your troops will not be liquidated when they enter the capital in the future."

"Shh! This is not the place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else."

Having said this, more than a dozen ministers looked solemn, walked in a hurry, and immediately left the palace gate. However, they were all people with twinkling eyes in the hall this morning, and they all had their own agendas.

Each of their backgrounds is bigger than the last. Even if they have not entered the cabinet, they are still considered high-level officials!

And just after they left, the Qingtian Guards led by Guan Shan suddenly appeared on the scene like a ghost, with cold eyes: "These dogs, luckily your Majesty is so good at predicting things!"

"Follow up quickly, contact the people in Dali Temple, and monitor them to death!"

"In addition, the evidence is conclusive. Please report to Your Majesty for further instructions!"

"Yes!" everyone shouted.

"..."

Entering night, the Purple Palace is brightly lit.

"Your Majesty." Ku Lao's voice suddenly sounded outside, neither gentle nor serious.

Hearing this, Zhou Jian, who was resting in bed with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes eagerly but not panicked. He knew that there should be a result.
Chapter completed!
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