"See His Majesty." Cang Qiao saw this, his eyes flashed cold and malicious light, and he owed him a little salute.
After hearing Cang Qiao's voice, the shadow of the soft couch immediately trembled and supported his body.
"Cang Qiao? Cang Qiao ... Is it you?" Emperor Ming's voice looked like a sputum, turbid.
Cang Qiao remembered that Yinzheng told him that these emperors were wrapped everywhere in a thin blanket, and the cold and cold were always good.
Sometimes I have a fever, and the whole person is miserable.
He sat down on the side of the eunuchs on the side: "It's a minister, His Majesty."
Emperor Ming was overjoyed. He almost fell down from the soft couch, and then he was so embarrassed that he would rush over to catch Cang Qiao's sleeves.
"Ai Qing ... Ai Qing, you are finally here, I ... I look forward to you!"
But before he touched the clothes of the sky, he had been held by two little priests.
"His Majesty, you calmly." A person who is so particular about Chitose, His Majesty is dirty and smelly.
When Emperor Ming was standing, he shouted hoarsely: "Presumably, you, you, you slaves!"
Cang Qiao heard the sour smell on Emperor Ming, and he randomly took the Pazi to cover the tip of his nose--
"The appearance of the minister's view, this is more and more solemn, and the fast feathers have become immortals."
Emperor Ming was froze, and the cold light of the eyes flashed through the muddy eyes. Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse and low.
"Ai Qing, 朕 ... I need elixir ... I know that I was always confused at that time!"
Cang Qiao looked at him with a smile: "Oh, where will your Majesty be confused, and your Majesty is the most sober person."
Emperor Ming endured the murderous and anger in his heart, a mournful look, authentic ——
"I understand, Ai Qing is good for me ... Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen's old man, it should be killed! I will kill him when I go out!"
Cang Qiao asked faintly: "When will your Majesty interrupted and what occasion?"
"Ai Qing, when will I want to make it take?" Emperor Ming asked carefully.
Cang Qiao thought for a while, and said with a smile: "After three days, it is December 15th, and it is the Da Dynasty.
Emperor Ming was stunned, Cang Qiao dared to choose to let him go to the dynasty?
He thought that Cang Qiao was going to settle in the harem.
Isn't Cang Qiao afraid that he revealed his rebellion in front of the civil and military officials, and the true face of the against the offender?
When Cang Qiao saw Emperor Ming looked at himself dumbfounded, he raised his eyebrows: "Why, isn't your Majesty the most pet, is this not willing to set up Zhou Chen in front of the hundred officials?"
Emperor Ming died of his cold eyes, and suddenly a spirit-
"No no, no, of course not, to deal with Zhou Chen at the DPRK meeting, you must deal with the old man in front of the Manchu dynasty, kill a hundred!"
These days, although no one dares to scold him, he starve and froze for three days.
For the first time, he tried to be so uncomfortable that he was hungry. He almost wanted to eat those potted plants.
There is also no bathing, no one can see anyone, can't cover the quilt, and even the elixir will not give him!
He never thought about his high emperor, but he was tortured in his palace, and he was not as good as a beggar!
All of this makes him almost crazy and can't stand it! He doesn't want to be locked up at a nightmare hell!
Cang Qiao looked at Emperor Ming and suddenly laughed: "His Majesty really wakes up, it really is good for His Majesty."
The Emperor Ming barely said violently: "Ai Qing said, I know that Ai Qing is for the sake of me!"
Having said, he asked carefully: "Can you go out?" This chapter has been completed!