He said passionately: "Your Majesty is kind and righteous, and I admire you for King Qing so much!"

"That's right, Your Majesty is kind and righteous. It should be a good story for King Qing to care so much!" Qin Zhenhu roared, and reacted, and quickly exchanged his own way for him.

"Your Majesty, I admire you!" The civil and military officials bowed immediately, and the sound was loud.

King Qing, who pretended to be sick, almost vomited blood on the spot, which made Zhou Jian's image fulfill. He was extremely angry, but he did not show it.

Zhou Jian personally helped him up the dragon ladder step by step, and suddenly turned his head and said, "King Qing, why not find the imperial doctor for you, try to get better as soon as possible and help me patrol the border."

King Qing suddenly tightened and sneered in his heart. He wanted to transfer me to leave, but there was no door!

"Emperor, cough, I am a stubborn disease. I can't die, but I can't cure it, so there is no need to worry. As for helping you share your worries, I'm afraid I'm powerless. To be honest, I'm going to work hard to get to the level now.

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"No one can even walk upright without help."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian's mouth suddenly rose, and a malicious smile appeared: "Is that so? No one can help me, so I can't leave?"

King Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he always felt something was wrong with this smile.

Suddenly, at an angle that no one could see, Zhou Jian suddenly stretched out his foot and tripped on King Qing's leg.

"No, I've been trapped!" This thought flashed through King Qing's mind for a moment, and his back became cold. If he couldn't fall down, he would be a deceiving the emperor.

Before he could react, Zhou Jian exerted force on his arm and pushed it directly.

"You!" King Qing's body was unbalanced and fell off the steps.

At that moment, the court was shocked and his eyes were about to pop out. What's going on?

Boom...bang bang bang bang!

King Qing rolled down the steps and screamed, feeling extremely embarrassed, knocked his forehead and scraped his palms. Finally, he rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

His face was flushed and he was gritting his teeth. What made him angry the most was his ugly appearance in public.

He roared in his heart, intentionally, it was his intention!

He was furious and subconsciously wanted to rush up, but he gritted his teeth and stopped. If he stood up at this moment, wouldn’t he be slapped himself in the face and betrayed the emperor?

Thinking of this, he had to lie down in a frustration in front of everyone.

"Huh!" Zhou Jian pretended to be shocked: "King Qing, what's wrong with you? Why did you fall down? Alas, it was because I was careless and forgot that you were too weak."

"Come on, I help you!"

Upon hearing this, King Qing's face turned green, but he could only maintain his superficial politeness and prepare to get up.

Suddenly, another severe pain came from his palm, which made him unable to help but scream like a pig: "Ah!!"

The courtiers were startled.

Zhou Jian quickly let go of his feet and looked guilty: "Sorry, sorry, King Qing, I was too careless, my hands are fine?"

Everyone on both sides looked strange. Why did this look like His Majesty did it on purpose?

But there is no evidence, who dares to jump out and say it? It’s okay if it spreads.

King Qing covered his palm in pain, his forehead was exposed, and his veins were exposed, and he was sweating countless times. It was not that he was fragile, but that he was stepping on death just now, and he wanted to crush his palm.
Chapter completed!