Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 467 What is your purpose?

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Shen Jingshu didn't know who Xuanyuanjing was.

Murong Li narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Really?" Murong said sharply and coldly.

"It's absolutely true, and it's been two days."

Murong Li's face was sullen, and there was a dark light in his eyes.

After a while, he raised his head, his eyes were cold and powerful.

"Who the hell are you? How do you know that Xuanyuan Jing left Xuanyuan and arrived in Handan? What's your intention in telling this king?"

Shen stick still had that coquettish smile on his face, and his tone was very easy-going.

"If I said I had no intention, I would be lying."

Murong Li's eagle eyes froze, "You really have a purpose! What is your purpose!"

"It doesn't matter whether I have a purpose or not. As for my origin and purpose, I'm sorry I can't tell His Royal Highness Prince Gong and Miss Shen just yet." The magic stick smiled.

"But one day, you will understand that I have absolutely no malice towards you, and I will never hurt you."

"Heh!" Murong Li sneered, "You have tried everything possible to get close to me and Shen Jingshu, and you have never mentioned your origin and intentions, but now you want me to believe that you will not harm me and Shen Jingshu? You want me How do Wang and Shen Jingshu believe it?"

"Well..." Shenzhu rolled his eyes, "I really don't know how to convince His Highness for the time being, but the so-called time sees people's hearts, after a long time, His Highness will know what should be known."

Murong Li didn't say anything more, but his eyes locked on the magic stick remained sharp, as if he wanted to stare at a few holes in the magic stick.

The magic stick let him stare openly, and said leisurely: "If you think about it, Your Highness knows that the purpose of Xuanyuan Mirror's trip is not simple, Your Highness should take precautions early."

Murong Li didn't answer, and the magic stick assumed that he had listened to it, and looked at Shen Jing's book at the side.

"Miss Shen, may I ask how many times you have had a headache recently? How long has it been since then?"

Shen Jingshu glanced at him, suspicious and defensive.

"Why are you asking this? Also, how do you know I have a headache?"

"You won't believe me if I say I got it by fortune telling, but solving your headache is indeed one of the purposes of my trip."

"You have a way to make me no longer have a headache in the future?" Shen Jingshu frowned, with a suspicious expression on his face.

"Naturally!" The magic stick deserved to be refreshed.

"How to do it?" Shen Jingshu asked.

"How to do it depends on the degree of your headache and the frequency of the headache. Do you feel like your head is going to explode every time you get a headache? And you can see some pictures every time? After waking up, Do you remember what you saw?"

"Does it matter?"

"Of course it matters."

After staring at the magic stick for a while, Shen Jingshu said slowly: "I had a headache twice, about a month apart."

"I woke up after fainting for the first time, and I almost didn't remember anything. When I woke up last time, I remembered part of the picture."

"Twice...a month..." Shen stick lowered his eyes and furrowed his brows, muttering in a low voice, with a serious look on his face.

During the period, Steward Lei brought tea in, Murong Li waved his hand, Steward Lei immediately understood, put the tea on the table silently and backed out.

After a while, the magic stick raised his head and swept across the two people opposite him with a serious expression.

"Miss Shen's headache, I can temporarily suppress it, but if I want to solve it completely, I'm afraid Miss Shen has to go to Xuanyuan."

(End of this chapter)