She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

"Qi Liulang," Li Yaoche's face turned cold, "I don't want to hear such words again."

Qi Jun bowed his head like a light on his back and apologized: "My lord, forgive me."

Li Yaoche was very upset. It had been almost a year, and he had no news of Ru'er, and he didn't know where this woman was hiding.

There is a saying that the most dangerous place is the safest place, could it be that Ru'er is hiding in the Jiang family's home in Chang'an?

The corner of Li Yaoche's mouth was stained with a smile, and he said briskly: "Qi Liulang, you said that when I visited Jiang's house at night, I ran into Jiang Ru by chance?"

Qi Jun's face froze, his head was lowered, and he didn't say a word.

Li Yaoche felt strange, frowned and asked, "What's your attitude?"

Qi Jun's face became paler, and after a moment of stiffness, he knelt down on the ground and said tremblingly, "My lord, Jiang Shizi... has passed away, and the Jiang family is organizing his funeral."

"Kangdang—"

Li Yaoche got up suddenly, and the hem of his clothes swept the pen container on the desk to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Talking in vain!"

Li Yaoche's face was full of anger, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and pointed the tip of the sword at Qi Jun's head.

Qi Jun broke out in cold sweat, and said anxiously: "Everything I said is true..."

Li Yaoche's anger remained undiminished, and he said with a smirk: "Since it's true, why did you tell me now?"

His tone was cold, as if the whole room was covered with frost.

Qi Jun was terrified, and he forced himself to calm down and said, "My lord was busy besieging Luoyang a few days ago, so-so was worried that the news of Jiang Shizi's death would affect your decision, so he suppressed the news on his own initiative."

"Heh, heh..."

Li Yaoche smiled coldly, but the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Qi Liulang, you are really good, you can make decisions for me..."

Qi Jun was dripping with cold sweat, kowtowed like garlic, and said again and again: "Master, a certain heart is planning for you! His heart can show the sun and the moon..."

"Come on!" Li Yaoche yelled angrily, "Put these crazy people in jail!"

The general came in at the sound and dragged Qi Jun down.

Li Yaoche rushed out of the room with his sword in hand, and walked all the way to the door of the mansion, his face was cold, and he looked like a madman.

General Zhang rushed over after hearing the inquiry, and tried to persuade him: "My lord, Qi Liulang is loyal. If there is any arrogance, it is completely for your sake! If such a loyal person is thrown into prison instead, I am afraid that everyone will be shocked." O brother's heart."

"Get out of the way!"

Li Yaoche seemed to be unable to listen to anything, his eyes were red and his expression was terrifying, like Shura crawling out of hell. He pushed away the person in front of him, quickly stepped out of the gate of the mansion, untied the green-maned horse tied to the gate, turned on his back, and galloped away.

"My lord!"

General Zhang was terrified, he fell down and sighed, he thought that the lord was not in the right mood at this moment, he was afraid something big would happen, so he quickly ordered two hundred elite generals, and drove up to them.

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"Mr. Erlang, it's not good!" The servant was out of breath, rushed into the door, and shouted, "Li Erlang broke into our Jiang family's cemetery!"

Jiang Zhao's face changed drastically, he stood up hazily, put down the book in his hand, and walked out the door quickly. Jiang Ting and the others also got the news, and the brothers all looked serious, and they all drove their horses to the suburban cemetery.

"What on earth does Li Yaoche want to do?!" Jiang Chen said angrily, "How could someone just barge into someone's cemetery without saying hello?!"