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130. Your Majesty Really Wants to Divorce His Wife

Zhao Yao pursed his lips in disgust. King Xia Lan was too presumptuous. Seeing Fu Yunche's face was gloomy, he whispered: "Your Majesty, there is no need to bother with such a person. Take care of the dragon body!" Is it stupid or pretending to be stupid? The king has already made it clear. Is there a problem with his understanding ability? If he pretends to be stupid, then it would be terrible.

Unexpectedly, never expected that the war was imminent, but King Xia Lan was willing to fight against the king for a woman. What should I do? The king could not refuse. Once King Xia Lan refused to dispatch troops, how could he fight against Yu Ruolin and Wuchuan? For the sake of the people, the king should choose to send the empress away, right?

Fu Yunche almost crushed the wine bottle in his hand, his chest was ups and downs, and he glanced at the eighteen scholars. There was a hint of indignation on his tough handsome face, and many pictures flashed in his mind, including the lay Buddhist building, the general's mansion, the Fengyang Palace, the Imperial Garden... Although there was nothing good to say,...

'Although I can't sing and dance on the stage, if an enemy invades our country, I will follow my husband to put on armor and defend the land under my feet. I can't dance, but if the country of Nanyue is in trouble, I will bear all the consequences side by side with my husband...'

‘Fu Yunche, tonight is our wedding night, why don’t you go to Fengyang Palace?’

He lowered his head, rubbed his eyebrows heavily with his fingertips, and was not angry, which means he saw the current situation clearly, thought about countermeasures, and made some major decisions. After a stick of incense, he stood up expressionlessly: "Xuan Zuo Prime Minister Hu Bingli entered the palace!"

"Sister obeys the order!" Zhao Yao withdrew in fear. Hey, I don't have to think about it and know that he wanted to discuss divorce from his wife. The king loved the people as much as his son. He treated Nanyue sincerely. How could he ignore the country because of a woman? Queen, don't blame the king. As the princess of Nanyue, how could you not save him when you are in trouble?

It is your responsibility to avoid the devastation of the people of South Vietnam.

"What's the matter with the bombing king Xue Zhao'e?" 'What's the matter with the king's summoning me?'

Hu Bingli walked forward quickly with the scepter in his hand. Seeing Zhao Yao looking embarrassed, he asked in a speechless manner.

Zhao Yao was startled: "Sir Zuo Xiang, your tongue?"

"Singing!" "It's hot!"

Is it hot? Zhao Yao frowned: "You must speak less at that time. Your Majesty is in a bad mood at this moment. I have never seen him so angry!" Although the king has no feelings for the empress, it is his woman after all, and the empress is still infatuated with the king. She must feel guilty. More importantly, it is his woman. For the sake of stability in the world, she has to bow her own woman to others and spread it. It's not a good thing.

I was in a bad mood? Hu Bingli bit his lip and the aging folds on his forehead were all highlighted: "Thank you, Zhao Tongguan, reminded me!" Why are you in a bad mood? Someone just went to report that King Xia Lan sent 800 miles to order someone to send troops from Xia Lan to support him. This is a good thing. Should I celebrate, how could it be...?

"I heard from the slave that Zuo Prime Minister, King Xia Lan agreed to join the alliance with Nanyao and proposed a condition that our concubine Su..."

Hu Bingli was deterred and glared at Zhao Yao gloomy: "Nothing!"
Chapter completed!
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