King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

"There will be a fierce battle in the near future. I want you to take the black armor and keep an eye on a few people for me."

Then Lin Jiumian whispered a few words in his ear.

Dong Fanxi listened carefully.

After listening to it, his face couldn't help turning pale, and he even looked at Lin Jiumian in disbelief.

"What do you mean? Is it possible that you really want to fight the royal family of Xizhou? You are the queen now!"

After speaking, Dong Fanxi seemed to think of something, and asked in shock: "I understand, do you want to take this opportunity to destroy the prince of Xizhou, and then you can unify the two countries, or do it yourself?" Queen of the Western Continent."

Before Lin Jiumian could say anything, Dong Fanxi was already jumping up and down happily: "That's great, I knew my sister was the best, and you can come up with such an idea."

"It won't be long before you will become the master of this world, sister, you are my idol."

Lin Jiumian's face turned black when he heard the words, and he reached out and knocked on Dong Fanxi's head:
"What's on your mind, you idiot?"

"In short, don't ask anything, just do as I tell you!"

Dong Fanxi pouted aggrievedly, and had no choice but to agree.

Lin Jiumian has become extremely busy these days, mobilizing almost all the power he can mobilize in the capital.

The four hidden guards under her were even more busy like a spinning top.

During the period, Jun Wumo appeared and asked her if there was anything else going on in the palace.

But Lin Jiumian didn't say anything about Jun Ziran's problems.

I'm afraid Jun Wumo now knows that there will be extra problems.

Moreover, all the previous things were his guesses, and there was no definite evidence.

It's just that the smile on Lin Jiumian's face gradually became rarer, and his person became more and more dignified.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the Supreme Emperor's birthday arrived.

No!To be precise, it was the day of the decisive battle.

On this day, Lin Jiumian needed to control the field as a queen, so he entered the palace early in the morning, and only Tayue was with him, and the other hidden guards did not appear.

When the Supreme Emperor learned that she was entering the palace, he sent someone to look for her and asked her to meet in the imperial study.

Lin Jiumian winked at Tayue.Then he went to the imperial study room.

In the imperial study room, the Supreme Emperor looked haggard, and he coughed a few times while sitting there.

Since Lin Jiumian entered the palace last time, he seemed haggard again.

Lin Jiumian frowned and said, "Father, are you feeling unwell? Let me diagnose it for you."

The Supreme Emperor was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Lin Jiumian's medical skills were very good. Speaking of which, she hadn't seen a doctor for a long time.

The Supreme Emperor deliberately refused, but seeing Lin Jiumian's bright eyes, he could only nod his head.

Lin Jiumian stepped forward and put his fingers on his wrist.

Her expression was very indifferent, and nothing strange could be seen.

After a while, he frowned and said:

"You have been suffering from dark wounds for decades."

The Supreme Emperor was stunned.

"It's about the same. I was assassinated several times when I was young, so I left behind the wound."

"It shouldn't be a big deal, how long can I live?"

Lin Jiumian smiled: "How long you can live depends not on your injuries, but on me."

The Supreme Emperor was stunned.

He looked at her puzzled.

Lin Jiumian suddenly hooked his lips and smiled at him and said:

"Because, whether I can let you live depends on my mood."

After she finished speaking, the face of the Supreme Emperor turned pale.