Zhao Qiankun walked into the room of Emperor Northman.

The very ordinary bedroom is not very big, nor is it too luxuriously decorated, and it looks very simple... Of course, Zhao Qiankun is not sure whether the bedroom displayed in front of him at this time is what it usually looks like...

After patrolling the emperor's simple bedroom, Zhao Qiankun searched everywhere without any knowledge, then walked out of the door and prepared to leave: "Thank you for your cooperation. Next, we plan to check the bedrooms of the prince and the imperial concubine. I hope you will approve..."

The Great Northman smiled and said, "You have even checked the bedroom of me, the emperor, because you are still afraid that the prince and the imperial concubine will not be able to deal with it?"

"What's the same?" Zhao Qiankun replied with a serious look on his face: "Come and check your bedroom, you are here, you can directly obtain consent. However, if you check your prince and imperial concubine's living room, you cannot supervise on the spot, so you naturally have to obtain permission first!"

It was quite the rule at this time. Why didn’t I get permission when I first flipped through my bookshelf? He complained so much that His Majesty the Emperor picked up the paper and pen and signed a note and handed it to him: “This is my handwriting, let it go!”

Zhao Qiankun took it with a smile, and when he was separated from the Northman Emperor, he led Moses and Cameron out of the study.

"This is called... Zhao Qiankun, right..." The emperor with majestic demeanor shook his head: "It looks respectful, but deep down, I don't take me seriously... That girl, Joan of Arc, has recruited a strange person..."

In addition to the two princes, there was also a princess. The two princes were the children of the late queen. This noble lady unfortunately died when she gave birth to the second prince Moses. Northman was deeply saddened by this and later announced that she would no longer establish a queen.

However, compared to the little tricks of Reinhardt, Northman was very dedicated enough. In the thirteenth year of the queen's death, he married a concubine, the only concubine Isolda. A few years later, the princess gave birth to a little princess, who is still babbling...

The two princes' rooms have been investigated, and it seems that there is no problem. Zhao Qiankun finally came to the bedroom of Princess Isolda.

After submitting His Majesty's handwriting and obtaining the imperial concubine's permission from the female guard, Zhao Qiankun entered the room and saw Princess Isolda sitting upright behind the coffee table, and Princess Ivál, who was toddler under the care of the maid.

Isolda is a very beautiful woman. It can be seen that she has not dressed up very carefully in her room, but just put on some light makeup. Maybe this is also because of Zhao Qiankun's sudden visit and a temporary emergency method.

But even when he was close to being bare-faced, Isolda's face could not hide the vitality of beauty and youth...

It seems a bit inappropriate to describe a mother as youth, but the reality is that this imperial concubine is only in her early twenties now. The earth in Lao Zhao’s memory can still be called a girl’s age... Think about the year she married Northman Emperor... the evil luoli control!

"I heard you are a very powerful diviner!" The imperial concubine nodded and smiled at Zhao Qiankun: "But I don't know what else can you see besides the traces of the demon?"

"Anything I want to see, my Highness!" Zhao Qiankun bowed slightly and began to pace in the living room.

"What about?" The princess seemed not satisfied with the perfunctory answer: "For example, you can look at my cute little angel Evian to see if she will be beautiful in the future, and will she marry a man of her life go smoothly?"

"Dear Your Highness, I am a fortune teller, not a prophet..." Zhao Qiankun looked back at the cute little princess: "For a child's future, there is only one thing I can be sure of prophecy!"

"What is it?" The imperial concubine's tone was full of curiosity and excitement.

"She will die sooner or later!"

“Bold!”

"rude!"

Immediately, several strong nannies stood up and scolded him, and the imperial concubine's face was quite unhappy. If it weren't for the sake of His Majesty's handwriting, she would have driven this rude guy out and punished him heavily!

"I'm not wrong, The Queen of the Imperial Palace: "Zhao Qiankun raised his hand and touched the windowsill: "Death is the final destination of all living beings, but a matter of time. It may be a hundred years later, or tomorrow... Don't forget, noble lady, there may be dangers from hell hidden in this palace. You'd better protect the young princess..."

Zhao Qiankun's words showed such a threatening tone, which made Princess Isolda very unhappy. However, her cultivation of a noble family since childhood and her demeanor as a concubine made her not immediately attack, but raised her chin proudly and said with a condescending attitude: "I will naturally protect my daughter! And her father, the great Emperor Northon, His Majesty Northman, will do this even more!"

I would like to remind you that what you are talking about is not only my daughter, but also His Majesty's princess! This is Isolda's subtext.

Unfortunately, this move may be useful to others. Zhao Qiankun didn't even take the opportunity to take a break: "This room is almost done, and your highness is your bedroom!"

"What?!" the princess said angrily: "It's just about entering my living room, but still want to enter my bedroom? There is only one man in this world who can step into my bedroom, and that is the great Northman! You rude oriental!"

"But now we have been to the palace and have not even let go of the women's bathroom. Now you are the only one left!" Prince Moses also advised: "In order to ensure that the demons have nowhere to hide, I think it is necessary..."

"I have heard enough of your excuses!" The imperial concubine said angrily to Zhao Qiankun: "You are just an rude liar. Now, leave my living room immediately!"

Zhao Qiankun shrugged: "If something happens, don't blame me for trashing the blame!"

"Please go out!" The imperial concubine was determined.

Zhao Qiankun curled his lips and walked out of the imperial concubine's room in great harmony. Moses and Cameron, who were following behind, caught up with him: "Isn't you really going in?"

"You have seen it too, what can I do?"

Zhao Qiankun went back to find Northman to report his life. At this time, Northman was having a meal in the study. Although it was not yet time for dinner, the emperor was often hungry when he was working in the study, so he prepared some simple and delicious dishes for him to eat at any time.

The emperor invited Zhao Qiankun to have a meal together, but Lao Zhao refused, saying that he needed to sort out the information he had obtained from observation and systematic divination before he could finally get the result. The emperor nodded and agreed: "Let's do this, I'll give you a three-day deadline to get the result, how about it?"
Chapter completed!