The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Although the world has been unified now, there are still people with immortality who try to destroy them all the time." Murong Canghai flipped open the map on the desk, pointed to a corner, "Here, a mysterious team appeared... "

"The prestige of the prince is intimidating, and those remaining small forces will not be able to cause any trouble." Said Lord Yang who was sitting on the left.

The corners of Murong Canghai's cold and charming lips raised slightly, and he said in a calm and calm tone——

"Countries and countries, no one is willing to be a subjugated slave forever. They want a home, and they call it a home on their own land. For the sake of a home, everyone may risk their lives, so don't be careless."

That Master Yang blushed, and flattered him again, "Yes, what the lord said was timely, and I am convicted."

"Pa-ta." Murong Canghai raised his hand, and an imperial decree fell in front of Master Yang. He said coldly, "Master Yang, take a look."

"This is..." Master Yang hesitated, and bent over tremblingly to pick up the imperial decree on the ground.

Only the King of the North Court dared to throw down the emperor's imperial decree without any scruples.

When Master Yang saw clearly what was written in the imperial decree, his complexion changed drastically. He immediately knelt down, crawled up to Murong Canghai, and cried out with tears and snot in his nose——

"My lord, my humble minister, my humble minister is convicted, please don't dismiss my humble minister's post, my lord."

Murong Canghai said coldly, "Come here, take off Lord Yang's official uniform, and from now on, you will be demoted to a commoner, and you will never be allowed to enter the court as an official." His voice was as cold as an iceberg, exuding a fearsome courage.

"Yes!"

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life..." Mr. Yang was forced to get out, but he still didn't give up, turned his head back with difficulty, and pleaded with Murong Canghai.

Murong Canghai glanced at the other important ministers present with his condensed eyes, and said, "I, Daqin, don't need such flattery and flattery."

The other three stood up immediately, bowed and said——

"My lord is wise."

The foreheads of the three of them were emitting heat, and their hearts were throbbing violently.

"You're tired, drink some soup first, it's for blood."

At this time of tension and depression, suddenly, a woman's soft voice came over, and Murong Canghai looked up -

I saw that Su Yueming was walking towards him with a plate in his hand. There was a bowl on the plate, and the bowl was still emitting heat.

On her face, there was a serenity and serenity that he rarely saw.

Although there were people in the study room, Su Yueming didn't feel uncomfortable at all, walked up to Murong Canghai, leaned slightly, brought the bowl on the plate to his hands, and said——

"I just made chicken soup. I asked the doctor for blood-enriching medicine. It's the first time I made it. You should try it."

Murong Canghai looked at her, she was so soft and beautiful, he suspected that she was someone else.

Looking up again——

On her head, there was a step shaker from him, and the step shaker followed her movements, shaking slightly, as if she was saying something.

A smile appeared on his face, as bright as a thousand suns, dazzling and radiant.

The several ministers present were all stunned, and then they looked at each other, this was the first time in their lives that they saw Murong Canghai laugh like this, the smile was unburdened, and the smile was so heroic.

In their impression, the face of the Great King of the North Court is always as cold and arrogant as an iceberg, unkind.

Never thought that he could smile like this.