Surprise! Tyrant’s Little Crybaby Went on a Killing Spree After Being Reborn

  Chapter 24 Isn't it scary when the king gets sick?

  Zi Yun looked at Shen Yaowei with pity.

  The lady of their family is eager to give the best thing to King Zhao, but no one with a discerning eye can tell that King Zhao has no half-hearted affection for her lady.

  What that man is greedy for is nothing more than the power of the General's House of Protecting the Country.

  It's a pity that her young lady is stupid, and she doesn't understand when I tell her these things.

   "Then what kind of gift does the young lady want to prepare for King Zhao? Do you need the help of a servant?" Zi Yun asked.

  Shen Yao shook his head slightly, and said with a mysterious smile: "I must prepare this gift myself."

  Zi Yun was amused by Shen Yaowei's mysterious expression: "His Royal Highness Zhao Wang will definitely like the gift prepared by the lady herself. Miss, this servant is going to prepare some supper for you."

  Shen Yao waved her little hand slightly: "Go."

  The next day, early morning.

  Zi Yun pushed open the door and walked into the room, and immediately saw Shen Yaowei lying on the table, sound asleep.

   A distressed look flashed across her eyes, Zi Yun walked to the table and called softly: "Miss."

  Shen Yao opened her eyes in a daze, and sat up straight: "Dawn?"

   "Miss, the carriage of Prince Zhao's Mansion is already waiting outside the mansion." Zi Yun said in a low voice, her gaze was on the sachet lying on the table.

   I saw that the sachet was in the shape of a tiger's head. Although the stitches were rough, it was cute.

   At first glance, it was Shen Yaowei's hand.

   It's just that King Zhao certainly doesn't care for such things, and her lady's painstaking efforts are destined to be in vain.

   "Zi Yun, send this to Prince Li's mansion, and you must deliver it to King Li himself." Shen Yaowei picked up the sachet and handed it to Zi Yun.

  She originally wanted to deliver it in person, but she was afraid that Huo Junhan would reject her in person, and she would cry uncontrollably.

  She also doesn't like that she sheds tears at every turn, but she really can't control it.

  Zi Yun knows very well what it means for a woman to send a sachet to a man in their Beiyu Kingdom.

   "Miss, is it sent to Prince Li's Mansion, isn't it Prince Zhao's Mansion?" Zi Yun asked cautiously, fearing that she had heard it wrong.

  Shen Yao nodded slowly: "Yes, it must be delivered to His Highness King Li personally."

  Zi Yun saw that Shen Yao didn't look like she was joking, and was at a loss for words for a while.

   "At the palace banquet yesterday, it was His Royal Highness Li Wang who helped me. This is a thank you gift." Shen Yaowei waved her little hand at Zi Yun without giving Zi Yun a chance to ask more questions, "Go quickly."

  Zi Yun had no choice but to leave with the sachet.

   A moment later, Prince Li's Mansion.

   Even though it is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the imperial capital, the huge palace still looks very quiet and gloomy. People passing by the gate of the palace are all in a hurry and dare not stay.

  In the study room, a faint medicinal fragrance mixed with calming incense filled the room.

   "Master, here comes the medicine." Yan Bei held the steaming medicine and said to the man sitting at the table.

  A white robe made Huo Junhan's face even paler. It was obviously a very hot day, but his whole body exuded a kind of icy coldness, which made Yan Bei feel his hands and feet were cold.

  There are mountains of memorials piled up on the table, all sent from the palace.

   "Leave it alone." Huo Junhan said quietly without raising his head.

  Yan Bei looked at Huo Junhan, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said cautiously: "Master, it's better to take the medicine on time. Tomorrow will be fifteen, if master..."

   Before he could finish speaking, Huo Junhan slowly raised his head.

  Yan Bei's heart trembled with the piercing cold gaze, and he immediately knelt down.

   "It's Yan Bei talking too much, please punish me, master."

   "Isn't it scary when this king gets sick?" Huo Junhan slowly uttered a sentence from his thin lips.

  PS: Let’s guess what Huo Junhan will do with the ugly and cute sachet~ Please leave a message, ask for a recommendation ticket, and ask for a reward, dears, it’s up to you guys to see if you can make it to the list~

  (end of this chapter)