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Chapter 335 It's a pity that I didn't even see a little blood

Yan Wuge dawdled his fingers, and suddenly felt that Han Lin's stone hit him a little bit lighter.

I didn't even see any blood, which is a pity.

Han Lin always felt that his master's eyes were a little weird, staring at him like a knife, and there was still a little regret in it.

It was rare for him to have a strong sixth sense, so he shrank his head and didn't dare to ask again, and hid aside to install a stone pillar.

Seeing this, Yan Wuge snorted coldly: "Okay, don't stick around, and enter the palace."

Han Lin hurriedly followed: "My lord, the prince came to see you before, and it seems to be for Miss Shen's business, haven't you seen him?"

"See what he does."

Yan Wuge's eyebrows were cold and cold: "This king has warned him before, it's because he has a bad brain and didn't guard against King Rui."

"Now that I've offended his father, what's the matter with me?"

"He and the King of Yu made a team together, even taking the Dali Temple Prison to let him in and out at will, Shen Junjiu has already paved the way for them, and he still wants to let the King take the lead against Song Xuanrong for him No?"

"Then don't be the prince."

Han Lin didn't say anything when he heard the words. Anyway, to him, Prince is just a name, no different from Zhang San Li Si.
He was just guarding his duty as a subordinate and reminding his prince.

Since the prince is gone, he will be gone, and it's no big deal.

Yan Wuge turned around and walked towards the alley behind him, but just after walking a few steps, his feet suddenly stopped, his hands suddenly supported the stone wall beside him, his face became a little sicker.

"My lord!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Han Lin hurried forward.

Seeing that he was holding back and seemed to be uncomfortable, he said in surprise: "My lord, but the poison has flared up again..."

"No problem".

Yan Wuge originally wanted to say that it was fine, but the itching in his body surged up one after another.

The internal energy in his body seemed to be swallowed by something, not only his limbs became weak, but also the desire for cold mist tea was constantly gushing in his heart.

The surge of desire almost swallowed him up in an instant.

Yan Wuge's thin lips were tightly pursed, and when his phoenix eyes were slightly closed, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Even though he had experienced it several times, when this inexplicable addiction suddenly appeared, it still disturbed Yan Wuge to the extreme, and there seemed to be a voice in his mind constantly urging him to drink cold mist tea.

Yan Wuge suddenly raised his hand and drew out the dagger hanging from Han Lin's waist, and swiped towards the palm of his left hand.

When the blood flowed down, his chaotic mind immediately cleared up, and the extreme addiction also subsided a little. .

"My lord!" Han Lin was so frightened that his face was anxious: "Let's go back to the house first?"

"No need!"

After Yan Wuge threw the dagger back to Han Rin, he directly wrapped the handkerchief around the wound on his palm.

Seeing the bright red dyed the white brocade handkerchief, Yan Wuge sneered, as if he saw something interesting.

There was a cold and stern light in his black eyes, and he raised his lips and said indifferently:

"What are you doing back home? Doesn't Concubine Qin want to see the king? Enter the palace!"

……

Yan Wuge is the king with his achievements and meritorious service. He holds the Qianyu Army and the Northern Border Army in his hands, which is equivalent to almost one-third of the military power in the entire Jin Dynasty.

It's different from those who were crowned kings because of their fathers' shade or natural royal blood.

Even if those people are crowned kings and knights, they still depend on Emperor Ming Qi to live, so they act cautiously and never dare to overdo it, but Yan Wuge doesn't need to rely on others, and even others want to look at him live.

(End of this chapter)