Quadruple split.

Chapter 397 The Bad News of Imperial Thorns Castle

"You're more of a lady than I am."

The dark elf girl standing in the middle of the courtyard sighed, gave a half-smile and a half-smile to Mo who was walking slowly, stretched out her fair and flawless right arm lazily, and gently hooked her index finger: "The dress is so difficult." Do you wear it? My lord."

Mo embarrassingly stepped forward and took the other party's arms, and smiled awkwardly: "I can swear, my dear, this suit is the biggest test I have faced since I became a nobleman."

Ji Xiaodao smiled: "So if you don't buy me some new clothes, my preparation time will be shorter and shorter in the future, so that you will look more like a lady."

"Keep in mind."

Mo leaned over and kissed the back of the girl's hand lightly, then turned his head and blinked at the servant standing behind him: "You have to keep it in mind too, remember, the more complicated the style, the better, and there must be more fabrics. It’s good to show above the neck.”

The latter nodded slightly, and said respectfully: "Please rest assured."

"Why don't you just buy a roll of bandages and wrap my face?"

Ji Xiaodao held Mo's arm and walked towards the gate of the mansion together with him, while wrinkling his nose and humming softly, "Isn't that safer than any dress?"

The latter pretended to think for a while, and then pondered solemnly: "Maybe it's because I've never been a narrow-minded person?"

The girl rubbed her forehead helplessly, then turned to the servant behind them and asked, "Do you believe it?"

The other party opened his mouth in a daze, and looked at Mo for help.

"Some questions don't need to be answered, Dawn, for example, in this case, silence is the only way out~"

The young culprit shrugged his shoulders, and then opened the door for the girl. After helping her into the carriage, he sat in awkwardly, with a little cold sweat on his cheeks.

Ji Xiaodao pursed his lips, after all he raised his arm distressedly and wiped away the sweat with the back of his hand.

The servant Dawn standing outside the car also asked the slightly pale master with concern, "Your body."

"It's okay, it's His Majesty's invitation after all."

Mo shook his head lightly, and smiled at Dawn, "Don't forget someone's clothes."

"Yes, don't worry."

"Don't forget to have more fabric."

"Yes."

A minute later, the carriage left the street in front of the Sin Lord's Mansion and slowly drove towards the Emerald Avenue.

The middle-aged servant named Dawn bowed to the far away carriage, waited until the latter disappeared at the end of the road, then straightened up again, turned around and walked to the nearest commercial street, preparing to choose a few sets for his mistress. It is very convenient to wear, and the cloth should not be too little.

"It's really a novel experience."

at the same time
"I don't know why His Majesty suddenly asked you to go."

Gently holding the other party's not-so-generous hand, Ji Xiaodao frowned in confusion: "Could it still be related to the matter of His Excellency Fashen? But you didn't already have it last time."

She couldn't finish speaking, because Mo had already pulled out her hand, and the imperceptible cold sweat on her face disappeared, and the face under the mask showed no expression at all, as if the pampering and concern before were just illusions.

[It's actually an illusion. 】

Ji Xiaodao sighed in the bottom of his heart in a complicated manner, then also suppressed his smile, and raised his chin in the direction of the coachman with a frosty face.

"That person has been affected by original sin."

Mo closed his eyes, leaned on the soft backrest, and asked casually, "Who else received the invitation?"

Ji Xiaodao folded his long legs, and gently wrapped his fingers around a strand of silver hair scattered on his shoulders: "In addition to Gallows and Gallaghert, there are also old Earl Burke, Lord Diggory, and Duke Forsyth, although the name It's just a personal invitation, but it's obviously related to the matter of Kang Daling."

The slumbering Sinner was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "It seems that William Bohe finally can't sit still."

"Of course, you have to know that the news from King's Thorn Castle has been reported for less than two days."

Ji Xiaodao smiled faintly, and the corners of his thin and delicate mouth were slightly pursed: "First, the god of law Pharoasis' treason fell, and then he heard the news of the death of his own brother. No matter how wise and wise our emperor is, His Majesty will There is no way to keep things in check, not to mention that the only witness categorically accuses the royal family of being responsible, so it is impossible for him to calm down."

But Mo glanced at her coldly, and said indifferently: "No, William Bohe has not lost his mind, he is a very good king, and he will not lose his calm so easily."

"Do you think the death of Farah, who had guarded Chauvin for many years, and the death of Kunta, who ruined his reputation for William's peace of mind, are 'so simple'?"

Ji Xiaodao shook his head weakly, frowned and said, "And you said just now that he couldn't sit still."

Mo gently helped his mask, and said in a calm tone, "He has a new card in his hand, a new card that allows him to take the initiative instead of just being patient. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for this merchant king to be here To convene this gathering at the first time, we will only investigate privately and cautiously first."

"so what?"

The girl looked back at Mo, who had no expression on her face, and asked indifferently, "How do you, the culprit, plan to deal with it?"

Mo closed his eyes again, and smiled without emotion: "Just maintain the status quo, until that person shows his feet."

Ji Xiaoge nodded slightly, and then asked with a little doubt: "Why are you so sure it's him?"

She waited for a while, but did not get a half-word answer. Although this was not surprising, the girl pouted a little unhappy, and then suddenly realized that she seemed to be more emotional, and suddenly regained her composure. face.

【Am I too into the drama】

She laughed at herself, tilted her head and quietly looked at the side face beside her that could not read any emotion, and quickly calmed down the ripples of unknown meaning in her heart.

Game timeAM10:57
Chauvin King Dutron, Emerald Avenue, in front of Tula Palace
When Ji Xiaodao walked slowly out of the carriage holding Mo's arm, a human couple who looked about forty years old immediately walked over from the opposite side of the avenue, and the woman in a dark blue dress was far away. He waved the handkerchief towards the two of them, with a smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Burke."

Ji Xiaodao immediately let go of Mo's arm, stepped forward with a smile, and gave way to a beautiful woman with a graceful figure but a soft spot for sweets, and whispered: "It's a pleasure to meet you~"

Mrs. Burke giggled, threw her husband away casually, nodded reservedly at the sinister not far away, and then pulled Ji Xiaodao and said cheerfully: "If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Guilty has not recovered from his injuries during this period, I can't wait to drag you home to accompany me every day."

"It's better not to."

The girl shook her head bitterly, paused for two seconds before smiling at the somewhat dull Mrs. Burke: "The pastries you make are so tempting. If I go there often, I will definitely get fat."

Mrs. Burke squeezed Ji Xiaodao's little hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious, but she frowned and said, "I eat no less than you!"

"But you are famous for not getting fat no matter what you eat." Ji Xiaodao pouted and said helplessly, "I don't have that much confidence in my figure."

Mrs. Burke looked serious: "Then tell me before you come next time, I will hide all the delicious food."

"Uh"

Ji Xiaodao widened his eyes, then stuck out his tongue playfully: "I was wrong."

The two women suddenly burst into laughter.

"So we were left hanging."

Earl Moody Burke, who was thrown away by his wife, walked over shaking his head, shrugged at Mo, and sighed dumbfoundedly: "Since Ms. Silent Prayer came to be a guest last time, Pasha always wants her to come a few more times, eh , I've been very busy during this time, and the children are rarely at home, so it's no wonder she wants to find a companion to talk to."

Although he only has the title of earl, this Moody Burke is the head of the Imperial Oversight Office, and his power is much higher than that of many nobles who have no status. He is an extremely firm royalist. He has always stood firmly by the side of Emperor William, and together with the Marquis Diggory who is in charge of the intelligence system, he has killed countless people with ulterior motives. A character that nobles and lords dare not underestimate.

It is also one of the few real power factions that Guilty deliberately befriended.

"Lonely prayer has complained to me for countless times, because I can't visit often because of my health."

Mo smiled wryly, and shook his head at Moody: "I always feel that her considerate care during this time is not out of great love, but because she wants me to get better quickly and then go to Mrs. Pasha to have a private conversation."

Moody's face turned serious, and he lowered his voice and said: "My family is definitely a model of how to control a husband. You'd better not let Ms. Ji Prayer talk to her privately."

The two looked at each other and smiled, chatted casually for a few more words, and then turned to business.

"Hey, I don't know why His Majesty came to us this time."

Moody took out two cigarettes with a strong aroma, but was rejected by Mo on the grounds that he would make a big fool of himself after smoking one. He glanced back at the gate of the Tula Palace and sighed: "I just hope It’s not about Fashenda Faraosis, our supervisory office has been working overtime for so long, but we still don’t have a clue.”

Because he was surrounded by the sinner who witnessed the "treason of the god of law" at that time, all Moody swallowed the word "my lord" and changed it to Farah's name.

"You don't have to."

Mo shook his head, and touched his chest with a bit of pain, it was the place where he was 'seriously injured' when facing the Fashen: "Although I only met with the Fashen a few times before the incident happened, , but I don’t think His Excellency Osis is that kind of person, although it’s just a groundless guess, I still feel that there may be a lot of hidden things in this matter.”

Moody exhaled a smoke ring, looked meaningfully at the sinner beside him, and said softly, "You really think so?"

"That's right, Lord Osis wasn't in a normal state when he attacked us. Although we couldn't tell what was going on, there was definitely something wrong with it, whether it was me, Grand Duke Gallows, or His Excellency The marshal who has known him for a long time can see it."

Mo sighed, his face full of bitterness: "And there is one more thing, if His Excellency Fashen really does his best, let alone Marshal Gallahat and Grand Duke Garros, the Knights of the Tsar's Sword, The loss of the Hurricane Mage Corps is at least ten times greater, and I don't think they will come back with their lives."

Moody nodded slightly: "I see."

"Hehe, I have also said these words to Your Majesty."

Mo looked at Moody with a smile that was not a smile, and said softly: "So you probably don't know?"

The latter was stunned for a moment, and then smiled apologetically: "Okay, I formally apologize to you, Your Excellency, please don't mind my occupational diseases, after all, that's what the Supervisory Office does."

"If you can remind Mrs. Pasha vaguely."

With lingering fear, Mo Xin glanced at the two ladies who were chatting happily not far away, and whispered bitterly: "Let her try to teach Ji Prayer as little as possible about the 'way of controlling husbands', I guarantee that I will not If you don't mind, it will be very compatible with your occupational disease."

"Yeah." Moody pondered for a moment, then sighed: "Why don't you mind."

The two looked at each other, and laughed at the same time, the embarrassment just now disappeared.

However, when Pasha and Ji Xiaodao cast their suspicious gazes away, the laughter of the upstart Viscount and the old Earl stopped abruptly, like two poultry whose necks were strangled by their master because of their loud noises.

A moment later, a gust of breeze blew by, and the Duke of Batgaros, who was wearing an azure robe and looked a little tired, suddenly appeared in front of Mo and Moody, and then glanced at Ji Xiaodao and Pasha, who were chatting happily, He showed a teasing smile to the two of them: "They were all dumped?"

"Lord Duke."

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke."

Mo and Moody immediately bowed to salute.

"It's almost time."

Gallows nodded slightly, then looked back at the two luxurious carriages approaching in the distance: "Fossy and Digory are here too."

At the same time, the gate of the Tula Palace was slowly opened, revealing Galahat's tall figure who felt completely out of character for his age.

"His Majesty is already waiting inside."

The old marshal who had already arrived nodded at them, then turned around and walked into the palace first.

ten minutes later
Tula Palace, side hall

Compared with the last reception held here, William Bohe, who was sitting in the main seat, was obviously haggard, but only a little haggard. After all the people invited here were seated, this extraordinary businessman The king stood up, held the wine glass steadily, and said in a calm and majestic voice: "Just yesterday evening, there was a bad news from Kingthorn Castle."

Go straight to the point without dragging your feet.

"This cup, I respect the useless prince in the eyes of the world, my good brother-Kangda Bohe, may he rest in peace."

Everyone was shocked!

Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety Four: The End

(End of this chapter)