Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

~: 273: The Decree Comes Again (5)

The **** didn’t dare to sit down, only took a side, ready to salute at any time.

"Since the king left Beijing, how many times has the emperor sent orders to the royal palace?"

Zhao Hai thought for a while, and his face became paler, and he said, "If the minions remember correctly, it should be six times."

"Remember the content?" Xuanyuan Yao had completely controlled his emotions at this time. At least on the surface, he could not see that his real mood was almost on the verge of breaking out.

"Returning to the prince, the servant remembered that the first purpose was that Princess Xuan entered the palace, and the housekeeper said that the prince had already sent the mistress to a quiet place for cultivation. No one in the house knew the whereabouts of the mistress. A few days later, The following four wills came one after another, the content was similar, but I still wanted to find the princess, and I sent someone to the house outside Beijing, and searched inside and out. The last purpose came early in the morning when the minions left Beijing. The emperor meant to order... to order..." Zhao Hai suddenly seemed to have his tongue bitten off, unable to say a word, and cold sweat dripped down, and he wiped again and again, unable to stop his panic. [

I dare not say it, I really dare not say it.

Although the prince has always been gentle, and even smiles hang on his lips, but his face, but turned black and black, the lightning flash thundered in a pair of pupils that have been deposited for thousands of years, and gradually formed enough to swallow Drop all whirlpools.

He didn't doubt it at all. This kind of power was enough to destroy the world, and bombarded all the courageous offenders.

The prince was angry, and the consequences were serious.

"Master, the eunuchs who have passed the orders have been on the road long ago, but they have not been passing day and night like a minion. Nevertheless, they will arrive within seven days at the latest. You... still have to plan early. "The housekeeper wrote the matter clearly in the letter, and Zhao Hai still reminded a few words.