The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

   Chapter 456 The **** is stunning (9)

  Yun Chu just glanced up and looked away.

   I still have a low-grade fever, but my consciousness is clear and I can hold it.

   The effect of the medicine will not start immediately, but after a while, it should be relieved.

   Wanling helped the Queen Mother to the golden sedan chair.

   From beginning to end, Yun Chu did not give Rong Sui another look.

  The corners of the queen mother's clothes were submerged in the sedan chair, and the curtain blocked the view.

  Rong Sui stood in the shadows, the emotions on his face could not be seen clearly.

   He stood for a while, then slowly got on the sedan and signaled to get up.

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  In the golden sedan chair, Yun Chu propped his chin and leaned against the cushion.

   The sedan chair swayed, making it even more dizzy.

   I don't know how long it took, Yun Chu opened his eyes in confusion.

  The curtain was lifted by Wanling, and the little girl was looking at her anxiously.

"What's wrong?"

The    exit was a feeble voice.

  Wanling stretched out her hand towards the inside: "Niangniang, it's here, it's time to get off the sedan chair."

  Yun Chu raised his hand to support the forehead angle, and nodded slightly.

   blinked, the white palm rested on Wanling's palm.

   was helped to get off the sedan chair. At this time, the sky was still gloomy and not bright.

   It’s just that the stars on the horizon are so sparse that they are barely visible.

   Actually, the time has passed.

   At this moment, the inside of the Golden Throne Hall is extremely silent.

  The little emperor on the dragon chair was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and the hanging Mian almost blocked his sight.

  Fengxiao's soft little face has a tense expression, her eyelids are drooping, and from time to time the upper and lower eyelids fight.

   Fortunately, the ministers below also lowered their heads and did not stare at him directly.

   Lord Rong hasn't come, and neither has the mother.

   He cannot be the master, and the ministers will not listen to him.

   The early morning can only begin when Rong Sui comes.

   But something weird today.

  Fengxiao took advantage of the lack of attention of the ministers, supported her chin with one hand, and swayed her feet.

  Master Rong was late today, this is his first time being late.

  Feng Xiao blinked, in fact, he wished he could come later.

   This person is bad and scary.

Ugh.

   Fengxiao sighed in an old-fashioned manner, looking like he couldn't say anything.

Outside.

  Yun Chu lifted the hem of his skirt and got off the sedan chair with the support of Wanling.

  Rong followed, and the cold back was facing them.

   Yun Chu took a look, then retracted his gaze and took a step forward.

  But just after taking a few steps, his steps were vain, and his head was so dizzy.

  Wanling said with concern: "Niangniang, if you can't hold it, the servant will beg Lord Rong again..."

  's voice was interrupted, Yun Chu raised his eyes and shook his head.

   "Not necessary."

  Wanling frowned, pursed her lips tightly, and looked at Yun Chu distressedly.

   Seeing that the other party insisted, she could only spread her grievances on Rong Sui.

   Greeted his eighteen generations of ancestors from the bottom of his heart.

   Rong Sui, who was already at the gate of the Golden Throne Hall, silently looked at the weak Queen Mother.

   Logically, he should frown.

   Weakness is not a reason, the pieces should have their own self-knowledge.

   Even if he was terminally ill, he had to sit behind the veil.

   This should be him, no emotion, no heart. Treat chess pieces equally and be ruthless.

   Under the thin night, the Queen Mother's face was slightly red, and her eyes were clear and clean.

   is very weak, but there is a fortitude, and the alienation and indifference that he is particularly familiar with.

  Rong Sui watched the other party approach a little bit, his drooping eyelashes never lifted.

   Involuntarily, his eyes searched for the figure of the other party.

   The corners of the bright yellow clothes flashed by in the field of vision, but did not stop.

   She did not leave a greeting.

   Not even a single glance was given.

  Rong Sui's eyes froze for a moment, his fingers under his sleeve were pressed against the cuff, and he rubbed it a few times nervously, not knowing what he was covering up.

   And the ministers in the hall and the little emperor on the dragon chair, almost no one dared to look at him at this time.

   (end of this chapter)