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1256. Borrowing a Corpse to Return the Soul 57

Wurina smiled and patted the old man's chest, and then slowly turned cold after he fell asleep: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry!" Forgive me for being selfish, you are really not suitable to be this king. Even if I, Wurina, don't betray you, you can't stand this country. The enemies are too fierce, and there are too many capable people during their period.

We can't fight, and the only thing Urina can do now is to save your life.

"Carry in!"

"Yes!" Two veiled women who had been waiting for a long time entered the house, carried the sleeping old man into a secret room, then stuffed the antidote into the old man's mouth, and then walked out quickly.

"ah!"

Sure enough, within a moment, she heard a scream from the secret room. Wurina sat in front of the bed with a domineering look on her face without saying a word. This is what Su Mengdie calls a bundle of dry firewood. It will indeed work, and it will definitely be. Therefore, she really admires Su Mengdie, a woman. She knows how to defeat people's hearts. This trick, to be honest, no one can imagine.

Because she doesn't bother to think about this, but Su Mengdie will choose the corresponding method based on a person's temperament. Whether it is low-level or not, she only needs the result.

Su Mengdie's dry firewood creates an extremely real dream for His Majesty.

In the secret room, King Fulin shook and curled up in a ball, dumbfounded. Looking at the bean name that could be seen everywhere, he was sweating in cold sweat. Yu Ruolin was everywhere, and there were Yu Ruolin on the ground, on the wall, and the remains of the corpses everywhere. What was even more terrifying was that the robes worn on the remains were his own.

It's a dream, it must be a dream. Get up and find a way out, and slapped the stone gate: "Love concubine, help me, beloved concubine... Yu Ruolin is here, Yu Ruolin is here, help me..."

Wurina slowly looked at the secret room. Your Majesty, maybe it won’t take long to hate me, but everyone has their own dreams. For the sake of their dreams, they can give up and betray everything. My dream is to be a real master and gallop across the battlefield. Ke Muqing and I have the same dream. I... can’t serve you anymore.

"My beloved concubine helps me..."

As the three extra-large characters "Yu Ruolin" approached, King Fulin finally sat down on the ground in a daze. It was not until the three characters were pasted on his face that he fainted.

The next day, Wurina took the dragon robe and patted the old man on the cheek: "Your Majesty? Get up quickly and change your clothes. Officials from all walks of life have gathered here and are waiting for your big carriage, Your Majesty?"

"Ah!" King Fulin sat up screaming and saw that it was his bedroom. Then he slapped his heart. It was really just a dream. He scared him to death. Looking at Wurina's gentle little face, his uneasy heart was comforted. He got up obediently and began to dress: "Love concubine, I told you that I had a very terrible nightmare last night, dreaming that Yu Ruolin came to take my life, and my body was dismembered by five horses. I thought this was a sign?"

Wurina rolled her eyes, and felt that His Majesty would not care. Unexpectedly, this trick really scared him. She smiled bitterly: "I said that if I have me and the King of Nanyue and others in charge, Yu Ruolin can't get in. You just love to think about it!"

"Yes, by the way, the King of Nanyue, King Xialan and others will be there today. Hurry up, don't let the distinguished guests wait for a long time!"

Seeing the old man passing by in a hurry, Wurina showed a guilty expression again. If you knew that all this was their conspiracy, would you still treat them as distinguished guests?
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