Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 732 Beauty Scheming (17)

"The king really doesn't care about anything? Even if I slept with other men?"

Her voice was very thin and soft, faintly like the murmur of a beautiful woman in her dream.

Hearing this, the hearts of the palace servants standing in the palace were all shaken.

This... really dares to say anything, even dare to say this directly.

In order not to disturb the master who was drinking tea, and his attention was finally silenced, everyone tried their best to breathe lightly and try to reduce their sense of existence.

The tea drinkers also seemed to be taken aback, but then regained consciousness.

"I said before, I don't care about the past."

He wants as many women's bodies as he wants, why does he care about those useless things?
Shen Jingshu let out a "heh", really smiling.

She didn't expect that in this era when feudal thinking was deeply rooted, the majestic king of a country would not mind that his queen had slept with other men before.

If it were another woman, I'm afraid she would have been moved to tears.

Staring at the chessboard for a while, she withdrew her hand, turned around and put on her shoes, got up and blessed the God of Fortune to Xuanyuan Mirror, and walked towards the gate of the palace.

No one stopped her.

Unhindered all the way.

When she walked away, Xuanyuan Jing suddenly winked at an eunuch next to her.

The eunuch seemed to be able to read minds, and immediately understood, and quickly walked out of the hall.

Not long after, a group of guards rushed in and rushed towards the panic-stricken palace servants...

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The strong wind howled, rolled up the curtain of the tent, and made a loud noise.

That ferocious sound made people very suspicious, the door curtain would be swept away by the strong wind in an instant, and fly into the vast sky, never to be found again.

There were footsteps approaching urgently outside the tent, and soon, a tall man from the prairie stepped into the tent with an anxious expression on his face.

"My lord, the army is about to be overwhelmed. You should take the little prince and withdraw! Go to Xifeng and seek refuge with Prince Gong!"

The man with his back to the door didn't move.

He looked at the huge map of the northern territory in front of him, and after a long time, he turned around.

"Go and call Azig and Gertai over."

The man's eyes lit up, he turned around and strode out of the tent, went to the next door and called someone over.

After entering the tent, Azig and Gertai wanted to salute, but the man raised his hand to stop them.

"Azig, Gertai, pack your bags right away, and take Chi'er to Xifeng to find Prince Gong and Miss Shen. Chi'er... will entrust you to you from now on."

After he finished speaking, the expressions of the three people in the tent shook at the same time.

"Your Majesty, are you not leaving?!" It was the tallest man who asked the question.

"The widow is the monarch of the northern border, how can the monarch have any reason to abandon the country and flee?" The man's voice was gentle.

Even at this moment of national collapse, he is still calm and steady.

"My lord, you are not abandoning your country and fleeing, you are preserving your strength!" the man said immediately.

"People from the Central Plains always say that if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. When you go to Xifeng, you keep the green hills, and you will have a chance to revive the northern border in the future!"

"In the future, when Chi'er grows up and returns, he will revive the northern border." The man replied.

Everyone wanted to persuade, but the man raised his hand.

"The widow has made up his mind, so there is no need to say any more. Azig, Gertai, it's getting late, you should leave now."

Azig and Gertai naturally disapproved of the man's decision.

But seeing that he had clearly made up his mind, it was doomed to be useless to persuade him, the two gritted their teeth, bowed their hands at him, and exited the tent.

The wind and snow were violent, and soon the sound of children struggling could be heard outside the tent.

"What are you doing? Where is my father?"

(End of this chapter)