Chapter 205 The dead are strict

"Princess……"

The Korean official with a goatee was about to speak, but Jin Xueyuan lowered her head and didn't go to see everyone. She said, "I just fell asleep. I'm sorry, please wait for a long time."

As he said that, Jin Xueyuan stepped on a small wooden stool and got off the carriage.

But Jin Xueyuan almost fell down with a soft kick.

Fortunately, Jin Xueyuan's close maid quickly supported her, but the maid felt that the princess's body was hot. Her pretty face that avoided everyone's eyes was covered with drunken red and subtle beads of sweat.

"Princess, are you okay?" the maid asked nervously.

"No, it's okay."

As soon as Jin Xueyuan opened her mouth, the maid who grew up with Jin Xueyuan felt something was wrong.

This voice is so soft and soft... She is a woman, and she can't stand it when she hears it.

"Go back first."

Jin Xueyuan also realized that her condition had not recovered, so she said softly, and hurriedly took her maid into the inn.

Other Korean officials looked at each other, suppressed their doubts and went back.

The carriage stopped in place for a while, and then Li Chen slowly got up and planned to go out.

Just as I raised my hand to lift the curtain, I heard a man's voice coming from outside without warning.

"Zhou Ping'an, the Grandpa of the Grandpa Huang, see His Highness, the Prince of Great Qin."

The man's voice, which had no signs, stunned Li Chen for a moment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a horrifying murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

When facing Jin Xueyuan, he said it was simple and easy, but in fact he was not really crazy. He knew very well what kind of storm waves would be caused once the matter between him and Jin Xueyuan was spread.

Zhao Xuanji alone would seize this handle and at least give him a charge of the prince's failure to be virtuous.

If one operation is not good, it is directly related to the direction between the two countries, Daqin and Shanxi.

So Jin Xueyuan said that paper cannot cover the fire, but Li Chen wanted this fire to burn through the paper at least after he ascended the throne and became emperor. Before that, the cover would never be lifted.

The silence of the carriage did not allow Zhou Ping'an to leave easily.

He still bent down and put his hands on his hands and palms in front of his head, maintaining a salute posture.

After a long time, Li Chen's voice came from the carriage.

"How do you know it's this palace?"

Zhou Ping'an didn't move and replied, "I guess."

"You guessed it right."

Li Chen said lightly: "But where do you have the confidence that I will not be angry and angry, and will kill you in order to keep the secret?"

Zhou Ping'an's voice showed a hint of nervousness, and he said, "Ping'an is not sure."

"Oh."

Li Chen chuckled lightly and opened the door curtain openly. He stood in the carriage and looked at Zhou Ping'an who was bowing under Feixue, and said, "Since you are not sure, you have to do such a risky thing. Should you take a different approach and try to be mysterious, or are you just brainless?"

Zhou Ping'an replied: "Ping's mouth is the strictest."

Shaking his head, Li Chen said, "I'm wrong, the dead man's mouth is strict."

"To kill Ping An, for Your Highness, it is just a flaw. But if you keep Ping An, it will be of great benefit to Your Highness. Your Highness will be the best among the people in the future. You should know that the role of a living person is not comparable to that of a dead person."
Chapter completed!