slave seven seven

Chapter 25

Does that mean you're going to accept it? !Xia Houling, Xia Houling, you, a civil servant, can chew on that thing called a military talisman!Mastering this soldier talisman is equivalent to mastering half of the capital's military power. Now that you have great power, aren't you still planning to force the palace? !
An official excitedly raised his hand to raise his glass to suppress the shock, but his hand jerked, and the copper wine glass fell to the ground, rolled twice, stepped on it immediately with a pair of feet, and fell like a dog eating shit.

The sound of the fall was not small, and all eyes were focused on the maid lying on the ground.

Qiqi didn't expect that she would become the target of public criticism, looking at the real dragon dish that fell into two pieces in front of her, she felt that her body was about to be cut into two pieces too.

"Useless stuff!" Xia Houling turned to look at the people on the ground, and pressed down the wine glass in his hand, "Come here, drag this guilty slave down and stick him to death!"

Qiqi suddenly raised her head to meet his eyes, there were only angry and cold messages, her body seemed to have been gouged out by something, and she was in pain.

Two clever attendants had already stepped forward to lift Qiqi's arms, and everyone just looked at this quiet girl with indifference, closed her eyes resignedly, and let the attendants drag her away.

"Wait a minute." Wan Lai's silence seemed to be only waiting for this turn of events. The emperor tapped his finger on the wine glass, with a faint smile on his young and handsome face, "Xiangguo, today is your birthday. Seeing blood is unlucky. Just look at this stick and die."

"It's because the officials lack discipline, and there are such unruly slaves in the mansion." Xia Houling's voice was cold, with an indescribable tone.

"Isn't it just a dish, I don't care about it." The emperor hinted that Xia Houling's people even threw the real dragon spit beads. Now, let's go to the table, I will have to worry about this matter of military power when I go back, today is Xia Houqing's birthday, we don't talk about state affairs, we only talk about Fengyue."

Old General Dong hurriedly stood up tremblingly when he heard the words, Xia Houling's expression was naturally even more hesitant after suffering a sullen loss.

(End of this chapter)