Kuai Chuan's catch the single male god

Chapter 180

"The lonely king doesn't want to discuss this with you."

"Please think twice before acting, Your Majesty!"

"Think twice!"

The ministers knelt down, the shouts in their ears never stopped, Jun Ziyu laid the table horizontally, his voice was full of murderous intent, "Don't think that the lonely king dare not kill you."

"Humph."

He hummed softly and stood up.

The hall was silent.

"Come on."

"He, he, him, take him into custody, and the lonely king will sentence him tomorrow."

The faces of the few people who were pointed out turned ashen for a moment, and they didn't know what they thought, and they shouted again, "The country cannot live without a queen! Please also open up the harem——"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"Start playing if there is something to do, retreat to court if there is nothing to do—"

Dark One's voice covered everyone's voice.

Jun Ziyu lowered his eyes, "If you still say these useless things in court tomorrow, then you won't use them tomorrow."

"The lonely king is the king, and you are the ministers. When did the minister's hand reach the king's backyard?"

"Retreat."

After that year, Jun Ziyu moved the place where he worked from the imperial study to the Prince's office, and since... that year, he planted plum blossoms all over the place.

A dead branch.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother has summoned you."

"The queen... let's go."

After Lu Yilan's death, the Queen Mother finally understood what Jun Ziyu had done.

His son fell in love with... his daughter.

Nie Yuan, Nie Yuan!
"Mother."

The Empress Dowager looked at him with a helpless look in her eyes, knowing that this was a bad fate, she couldn't stop it, couldn't stop it.

"Why did you imprison so many courtiers today?"

"They manage too much."

After that person left, there seemed to be no other expression on his face except longing. The Queen Mother froze for a while before saying, "It's your sister's birthday soon."

"Do you remember? That year... She said that she wanted you to be a good king most. A good king shouldn't treat his courtiers like this, don't you think so?"

Jun Ziyu didn't speak.

The queen mother continued, "Ziyu—"

"I know, I will let him go."

Glimpse.

In the blink of an eye, it's been three years.

Jun Ziyu came out of the queen mother's palace, "An Yi, go and release the people, and send a message to tell them that if King Yue's birthday is not approaching, and the lonely king doesn't want to kill, they...hehe."

"Yes."

The man retreated very quickly.

In the huge palace, Jun Ziyu could only feel cramped and oppressed.

Without her.

To be alive seemed like a luxury.

You should not have gone.

You are gone, I am alive, not happy.

Tried to grin, failed.

Walking on the silent road, nothing here has changed, the only one, that person is gone.

Merlin is no longer beautiful.

In the entire imperial palace, only the prince lived, and her aura was still there.

Pushing open the door, Jun Ziyu didn't ask anyone to clean it.

He always feels that even every leaf in the Prince's House has her smell, and there are traces of her in every drop. He is reluctant to let others destroy this faint tranquility that belongs to him.

When Jun Ziyu was sweeping the floor, he read, "Sister, what wine do you drink for your birthday this year?"

There was silence all around.

He suddenly smiled.

"I heard, you said, you want to drink the altar of ten-mile incense that we buried together that year, right?"

"I'll see you when it's your birthday."

"You don't even know, I have to hold back from seeing you—"

otherwise.

I'm afraid I'm going.

Even your grave was dug together.

One thousand and sixty-six days.

There is a fool who still doesn't believe it, so you just go.

(End of this chapter)