Qi Yan was escorted into the lobby and saw the Holy Master sitting at the head.
I thought to myself, this scene is really familiar.
Ling Yutong, whom she had just met, was now standing beside the mighty guards, and her clothes had returned to her usual attire.
Seeing her, the indifference and casualness in his eyes changed.
His eyes remained on her.
But although she raised her head, she lowered her eyes and refused to look at him.
Qi Yan sighed in his heart, because he was so angry that he was not happy to even look at him.
In addition to her, there is another person coming to the Qi family, Qi Zekai.
He gave the third brother a reassuring look, but it seemed to be of no use as the worry on the other man's face did not diminish even a little bit.
Moreover, as the guards hissed mightily, Qi Zekai's eyes became more serious.
He raised his eyes and looked at His Majesty. Sure enough, as he expected, although His Majesty's eyebrows were calm, he didn't show much anger.
It seems that his guess and arrangement are correct.
Ni Cangzhu stood next to the Holy Master, with solemn eyes, and took the lead in asking: "Qi Yan, why did you do this?"
The Holy Father was also waiting for his answer in a leisurely manner.
"There is no reason why I should do that."
His bland response made the atmosphere at the scene tense. Ni Cangzhu was speechless and didn't know how to answer the question. The Holy Spirit almost laughed angrily and threw down the desk at hand.
Qi Yan avoided it.
The Holy Emperor raised his head to his chest in one breath: "You!"
No one has ever dared to avoid the things he threw when he was angry.
Qi Yan was a little too bold.
"I know I was wrong, but the Holy One is kind and must also understand the principle that if the people are strong, the capital will be stable. The order you dare not give in front of everyone is that I did it after meeting my will. How can you still be angry?"
The Holy Emperor's eyes widened and he breathed heavily in his heart, unable to say a word.
Qi Yan paused and lowered his head: "I understand, I made my own decision. I should do it more covertly so that the people can better understand the good intentions of the Holy One."
"you!"
"How can you have the nerve to say this here? Qi Yan, don't think that I don't know what you have in mind when you do those things. I know better than you the dirty thoughts in your heart!"
"You want to use the ministers' money to build up the prestige of your Qi family among the people?"
"Isn't your Qi family's prestige among the people high enough? Are you still not satisfied?"
The Holy Spirit roared one sentence after another. He didn't even give himself a chance to breathe, and he was completely angry. Although he didn't stand up, the dark and angry aura on his body was already stronger than when he stood up.
Qi Yan said nothing.
When the Holy Emperor saw this, he sneered.
"Why, are you ashamed of being said to have played into someone's mind? Originally, I thought you were a first-time offender, so I shouldn't punish you so harshly, but your behavior is really excessive, so you should..."
His words suddenly stopped, and the cruel look in his eyes froze for a moment.
Because of Qi Yan's expression, and also because another person entered the lobby of Dali Temple.
"Why do you think so?"
Qi Yan's expression clearly showed two words: doubt.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he raised his head to show his expression more clearly to the Holy Lord.
It seemed that the remarks that the Holy Spirit made just now were something he had never thought of and never put into practice. They were just fabrications, and he should not accept them.
At the same time, people walking into the lobby held blood-stained envelopes and bent down to salute.
"Brother, I have seen the Holy One."
"Because I have something important to report, I just broke into the lobby. Please don't blame me for being disrespectful."
The corners of the Holy Master's mouth twitched.
He had already sharply spotted the envelope in An Nanhou's hand. It was a message transmission shell unique to the frontier, and it was absolutely unmistakable.
Therefore, he temporarily suppressed Qi Yan's angry expression and quickly raised his hand: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly."
If there was chaos on the border, why would he build a mansion? Although he hated An Nanhou very much, at this moment, he especially hoped that what the other party told him was good news.
But when An Nanhou opened his mouth again, His Majesty knew that it was not the case.
Ling Yutong's hands clenched tightly.
When she saw An Nanhou, her heart had already dropped by 50%, and she almost believed that Qi Yan really had a backup plan and was not acting recklessly. But when she heard An Nanhou's words, her heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
"The Turks in northern Xinjiang counterattacked. Although our army was on guard and no manpower was lost, the reserves of food and grass...were all gone."
"The Turks used fire and burned all the food and grass."
"And they are coming with great force. I'm afraid there will be another attack after this one. Your Majesty, please read this letter."
An Nanhou handed over the envelope in his hand.
His Majesty's expression went blank for a moment. After reading the letter, he immediately yelled in a reproachful tone.
"The war in Northern Xinjiang, the Turks... aren't they peaceful? Didn't everything you said before lie to me?"
The Holy Emperor's anger was frightening, but An Nanhou was not afraid at all and replied as usual:
"It's settled, but the term Turk has always been a general term, not a grassland tribe."
"My brother has never deceived you."
"There are many tribes on the grassland. If the small tribes on the border dare to unite and cause chaos, I have a reasonable suspicion that the main tribe has a back-up plan."
"Brother Chen applies to return to Northern Xinjiang immediately to face Xiaoxiao."
"The army has no food and grass. Please give me more support. Qi Yan is a good man on the battlefield. I don't know what's going on now. But if it's not urgent, please allow me to take him with you."