"Hateful!" The little emperor stared at Liu Jin, his face turned red again with anger: "My masters let the bandits of the White Lotus Sect play around and suffer such a big loss, but they want to kill a group of innocent believers to demonstrate the so-called majesty of the court. Haha... This is not the same as if I can't beat the Japanese pirates, but I have no way to beat you up? It's really ridiculous. I'll set an example for others. If someone knows that the court bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, I don't know what will be a joke. If you have the ability, you will kill the real bandits."

After getting angry, Zhu Houzhao finally calmed down a little, but still blushed and said, "Pan Liu, does it still hurt?"

Liu Jin hurriedly covered his cheeks and shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt anymore, Your Majesty's wise."

It's saint again.

Zhu Houzhao wanted to find a piece of tofu to kill him. He said angrily: "Why is there no news from Ye Chunqiu? Is he still taking the palace exam? Did he meet a bandit? If so, it would be really bad. The palace exam will be in a few days. If such a big thing happens, will the palace exam be delayed?"

Liu Jin said: "The cabinet said that the more this time, the more the palace examination will be held as scheduled, otherwise... otherwise it will only make people feel more panic. Your Majesty, all departments and churches have the same meaning."

Zhu Houzhao shook his head, looking worried, but finally gritted his teeth and punched the glass lampshade beside him. The glass cracked in response to the sound, and even Zhu Houzhao's fist was pierced by the broken glass, bleeding. Zhu Houzhao bared his teeth and endured the pain: "These sect bandits deserve to die!"

Liu Jin was so scared that his face was faded and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is bleeding. Come on, come on, come on, come on... Call me the Imperial Doctor."

There was chaos in the palace.

…………………

"Xianglian, bring the paper."

Ye Chunqiu stood at the table with his hands in his arms. Time was getting closer and closer. There were only three days left. Three days later, October 13th, which means that the hostages in his hands were useless.

People like Cai Tanzhu are probably already starting to sharpen their knives and wait for this day to come.

And if Ye Chunqiu could not kill them, they would be chopped into meat sauce. Ye Chunqiu didn't want to die, he wanted to live.

He still pursed his lips and tried his best to calm himself down. Perhaps because he had experienced too many things, he had already developed the habit of having a long time ago. The more storm was about to come, the more he was calm he was.

Xianglian obediently took the paper, and Ye Chunqiu looked at her coldly: "Long-clothing."

Although Xianglian's eyes were full of grievances, she had no resistance when facing this guy's almost domineering order. She had to hide aside and untied her clothes...

Ye Chunqiu prepared his pen and ink and carefully wrote down the materials he had made to refine his elixir on paper. In order to refine the elixir, he had already sent several batches of materials, but Ye Chunqiu was still not satisfied and just urged people to send more.

He wrote a list, then folded it, opened the door with a calm expression, and found the maid, smiling: "Well, I'll ask someone to deliver things later, and ask them to do it in a hurry. If you miss the time, all your efforts will be wasted. Thank you for your hard work."

The little maid smiled and said, "Immortal Lord, this is what a slave should do."

Ye Chunqiu looked at her bright smile, and her heart ached unconsciously. Every time this time, another feeling of hatred surged in his heart. A trace of murderous intent flashed through his eyes, but was soon covered by the gentleness that surged up. He touched the little maid's head and said, "No, you shouldn't have done these things. Did your parents send you?"

The maid nodded and said happily: "Yes, my family is so happy to know that I can serve the supreme mother..."

Ye Chunqiu had a smile that seemed to be there and there was a soft smile in his eyes, and he said softly: "Well, as soon as I see you, I know that you are a blessed person. No matter what you encounter in the future, you will turn bad luck into good luck. Go and ask them to send it earlier."

The little maid took the paper, but she couldn't even understand the things inside, but she jumped around.

Ye Chunqiu returned to the room, and the tenderness in his eyes disappeared without a trace. A nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart. He was a human being for two lifetimes. He thought he could restrain himself, act sophisticatedly and pretend to be cute and pleasing. But now, his temper has become worse and worse. He saw many people here, and saw them ignorant about what happened next and the simplicity on their faces. He was so angry that he came to the door, rushed to the couch fiercely, and said sternly: "You come out!"

Xianglian was so scared that she didn't dare to hesitate. She hurriedly pulled open the gauze tent wrapped in a brocade quilt. Ye Chunqiu had already slapped her in the face. When she saw the man's terrible face, she was so sarcastic that she lost the feeling of burning on her face. Ye Chunqiu looked at her coldly and frosty and said, "Who do you think you are? You are nothing, but a group of despicable and shameless traitors!"

Xianglian covered her face with tears in her eyes, but she just lowered her head, and did not dare to show her vigor.

Ye Qiu just stood up and finally suppressed the anger.

Xianglian raised her face pitifully: "You... you beat me to death, I am humble..."

"Hehe..." Ye Chunqiu walked away with a sneer.

This kind of disdain for Gu He's deep contempt seemed to have made Ye Chunqiu's hand dirty again.

Xianglian's heart hurts like a needle, but she just presses against the wall and silently wraps herself tightly with the brocade quilt, without saying a word.

Ye Chunqiu had already reached the side and spread out the paper. This time, it was not writing a list, but practicing calligraphy. Only in this way can he calm down and constantly suppress the emotional changes that could never occur at this moment. He was already in a desperate situation and at an absolute disadvantage. Time was on the side of the Lord Cai, and he had no chance of winning. The more he was like this, the more he should be calm.

"I want to live, I want to live, no matter what, I must live, I must never die, I cannot die..." He kept silently in his heart, time and time again, at the same time, his wrist moved lightly, and under the tip of his pen, there were vigorous words coming into his eyes.

call……

Ye Chunqiu calmed down. In the evening, the maid brought food. Ye Chunqiu tried to eat more so that he could nourish his energy and wait for the battle that day. When he finished eating, he sat aside and coughed at Xianglian. Xianglian obediently came out of the couch, sat at the table, and chewed slowly.

After Xianglian had eaten, she hid behind the screen and untied her hands. Ye Chunqiu was already asleep. Xianglian obediently slept beside Ye Chunqiu, but she did not dare to approach him.

Ye Chunqiu said coldly: "Hug me."
Chapter completed!