In the Jinluan Hall, the Lord sat on his side with his arms folded, folding the string of jade beads in his hand, and listening to Yue Jun's tears streaming down his face.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I am only my direct son. He has half of the blood of the royal family in his body. Your Majesty, you can't ignore it! If the dog is wrong, then I will also...Old Minister Also..." Talking about the sadness, he beat the ground and cried bitterly, and his nose dripped with snot dripping on the gold bricks.
Jun looked quite disgusted. He wrinkled the bridge of his nose and squinted his eyes to persuade: "Okay, okay, what can crying solve? I didn't say I didn't care."
Finn Yue banged his head to grab the ground, and said with tears: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty! Please let the Northern Iron Army conquer Mengdie Island as soon as possible and rescue the child!"
"...Who? Do you think the northern army can be dispatched just by asking for it?" Your Majesty was quite speechless, "People say that if a man rides a red dust Concub!ne, he will not be able to send a hundred thousand troops to one man. Bar."
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