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Chapter 601

Murderous intention

So he focused his gaze on Lin Han, and narrowed his sharp eagle eyes into a slit, "Master Lin, you must give me an explanation for what happened today. I only have this son." After saying this, he

No matter how ugly Lin Han's face was, he walked straight to the young prince's North Study Hall.

Bei Shutang is his son. In the eyes of outsiders, the relationship between father and son is deep. But in fact, he is not very satisfied with Bei Shutang, the unexpected and cheap son he got. He looks very sick and has no idea.

His youthful demeanor was nothing more than that, and as a result, his brain was not working well either.

But this is his son after all. Now that his son has been deposed, if this matter spreads back to Beixi Country, wouldn't he be completely embarrassed? Will he become a joke in Beixi Country by then?

The more he thought about it, the uglier his face became. The violence in his heart made him feel uncomfortable all over. He wished he could just slap this cheap son to death.

Similarly, because of this incident, he also had murderous intentions towards Leng Wuyou and his group. His murderous eyes lightly swept over Leng Wuyou and his group. When he looked back, Jun Moyuan and Leng Wuyou

You looked at his back with the same mocking smile on his lips.

This is the rumored regent of Beixi Kingdom who loves the people and his country. Hey, this mask is quite secure. I don’t know how the people of Beixi Kingdom will react when his mask falls off one day.

I'm really looking forward to it.

Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan looked at each other, both seeing the evil in each other's eyes.

"Your Majesty, this is a misunderstanding." Although Lin Han was angry in his heart, he still suppressed his emotions and said politely with a gentle smile on his face.

When Bei Linyi came over, he brought the doctor with him. At this moment, he had no intention of paying attention to Lin Han. Instead, he strode up to the doctor who was examining Bei Shutang and asked, "What's wrong? Is this wound?

Can it still be repaired?”

Bei Linyi's eyes were full of worry, and even sweat dripped from his forehead. In addition to anxiety, there was deep anger on his face.

Anyone who doesn't know the inside story will sigh with emotion when they see this scene. The father-son relationship between the two is really deep.

Some people even cast condemning glances at Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng, who had never been looked at in such a way since he was a child, felt a little bad. He hid behind his brother and looked back viciously.

Stared back.

The doctor hesitated a little and looked embarrassed. He took back his hand that was on Bei Shutang's pulse gate and straightened his sleeves.

"Your Majesty, this..."

When Bei Linyi saw the doctor like this, his face darkened, and his two thick black eyebrows knitted together tightly, "What? Are you in trouble?" He narrowed his eyes and looked at the doctor with a slightly unkind look.

The doctor clearly caught the flash of light in Bei Linyi's eyes. He was originally from Bei Linyi, so naturally he knew all his hints, so he told the current situation of Bei Shutang in a straight and clear manner.

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"Returning to the prince, although the young prince is seriously injured now, as long as I prepare the medicine for the young prince and add the seventh-grade life-sustaining pill, the young prince's injuries will be restored in just half a year."

After saying these words, the doctor glanced at his prince quietly, and saw that he nodded to him without any trace, looking very satisfied, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

If we look at the actual diagnosis he gave to the young prince, he is 100% disabled and will never get better. Even if there is an elixir, it is impossible to recover. After all, that thing starts from the root.

cut off.

The previous words were just for the outside world. The young prince is the prince's son. Even if the prince doesn't like the young prince, he doesn't want to be criticized because of the young prince's palace, which is not conducive to the development of the master.
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