In his eyes, everything about Luo Miao is good.
If you say someone is bad, it's always someone else's problem.
Those who don't understand his good qualities are simply blaming others.
That's just how unreasonable it is.
"Arrange for his protection. Don't withdraw the people from Luo Kingdom either. Let them investigate the current situation inside Luo Kingdom City."
Since Chuliu Kingdom dares to extend its reach into Fengtian, it should be prepared to be chopped off.
You also need to have the awareness of having a piece of flesh bitten off.
He thinks Luo Guo is quite good.
"yes."
The bodyguard vanished in a flash.
He clearly knew who his master was referring to.
Murong Jiu looked at the memorials on the table that were being reviewed at a slow pace, and decisively stood up, deciding to quit.
I haven't seen him all afternoon, and I don't know if he's awake yet.
Did you take your medicine properly?
Are you feeling any better?
Did the imperial physicians and palace servants take good care of him?
I walked quietly into the bedchamber and found it very quiet.
When Chief Steward Liu saw His Majesty arrive, he hurriedly bowed and tried to pay his respects, but Murong Jiu stopped him with a gesture.
"Shhh."
Manager Liu quickly shut his mouth, nodded, and carefully stepped aside, his heart once again filled with turmoil.
His Majesty is actually taking such good care of someone he's just met.
That's incredible.
Murong Jiu gazed at the sleeping man, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to remove the mask from his face.
Wearing this to sleep must be very uncomfortable.
Murong Jiu frowned at his pale and thin face.
He's weak and thin; he needs to take good care of himself.
Afraid of waking him, she didn't linger and prepared to ask the imperial physician for advice on how to treat him.
As soon as Murong Jiu left, the person who had been sleeping with their eyes closed quietly opened them.
He stared at the doorway, his expression complex.
'Tong'er, I'm always on him...'
He paused halfway through his sentence, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips.
How utterly delusional is he? Ah Jin was just a character in a world, and she's already disappeared.
How could it possibly still be there?
How could he really feel like Ah Jin in other people?
Close your eyes and stop thinking.
The system is at 36 degrees, and I look up at the sky with melancholy.
After its own host stopped criticizing it, it started to tease it.
If you only say half of what you mean, won't the system lose its appetite for machine oil?
Why.
However, this male lead...
The fluctuations in his soul were somewhat suspicious.
Because of this, each person and their system missed the opportunity to verify the truth immediately.
Murong Xian was executed by dismemberment, and those watching the execution almost universally applauded.
A devil who went to great lengths to destroy their country, ruin their homes, and make their lives miserable—they felt that dismemberment was too lenient on him.
Luo Miao sat in the restaurant closest to the execution platform, watching the execution that was beginning outside.
The system was asked:'System, are you sure the female lead will come to storm the execution ground?'
System: '...Host, the female lead isn't here to rescue someone from execution; she's here to promote the preciousness of human life and advocate for its rarity!'
Luo Ling: '...' He really couldn't understand the thought process of the transmigrated woman.
In a powerful country, promoting respect for life is like telling a cat that it can't eat fish—is that even possible?
In the novel, not only did it become possible, but it also piqued the male protagonist's interest.
Hi.'Host, host, hurry, hurry, get ready, the female lead is online.'
Luo Ling took a deep breath. Such a daunting task...I'm really not confident at all.
We have no choice but to give it our all.Just as the fourth strike was about to land, with a 'clang', the executioner's blade was knocked away.
A man dressed in red and wearing a mask gracefully landed on a pillar in front of the execution platform.