Zhu Houzhao said with a glorious look: "Where is King Ning?"

"King Ning's body is..."

"Cook it for me, and I said I would kill him."

"..." Wang Zhen said: "Your Highness, he is dead."

Zhu Houzhao said solemnly: "In my heart, he is not dead yet."

“…”

Fang Jifan suddenly felt that Zhu Houzhao had the characteristics of a poet, although it was a bit 2.

Soon, someone carried the body of King Ning.

Zhu Houzhao dismounted, held a long sword in her hand and poked several holes on the body of Ning Wang, and then cursed: "Are you assassinating my father? You are worthy of killing you today!"

King Na Ning was already dead and could not die again.

Zhu Houzhao was satisfied: "Does his sons still live?"

"Everything is dead." When Wang Zhen heard his father's emperor, he contacted Zhu Houzhao's surname again, and saw the prince-in-law accompanying him, and was shocked. Could he be... no?

But at this time, Wang Zhen suddenly became much more respectful.

The prince... still lives so close to him. Although he looks stupid, he is the prince...

Wang Zhen felt that he could not breathe: "Your Highness, you are all dead, I... I will order someone to carry their bodies."

"What are you doing to carry the body?" Zhu Houzhao was a little confused.

Wang Zhen said: "Your Highness... can whip their bodies."

Zhu Houzhao's face turned red: "Hate, do you think this palace is a pervert? If you want to whip it yourself, you have read the books of sages and have no public morality at all. Did your dog eat the word "benevolence and righteousness?"
Chapter completed!