Prince Min, who was being called out, was shocked, and his spine became cold. He looked at the old man in front of him, his face full of frost.

"What's the use of saying something to me to destroy others' ambitions? Even though things are beyond control, aren't you not going to a desperate situation?" Prince Min looked at Mr. Ning, who was rescued from the secret passage in the small courtyard in the west of the city, with an impatient tone.

Mr. Ning coughed and cursed in his heart that the yellow-mouthed child was not aware of the world's strength.

"Don't you know that a crack will only expand infinitely. Will you not clean up the last shot?" Mr. Ning's face wrinkled into a ball, and he said, "You said you wanted to go back to Beijing, but I agreed, but I repeatedly said that you would be patient, but what was the result?"

Before Prince Min could speak, he continued: "As a result, our people have repeatedly broken fewer people, so I won't say that. A few fewer nails are made. Even if it is not good, there will not be too big problems. But what the old minister cares about is that this will put us in danger of exposure."

"Now, even the west side of the city has been found. The lord believes that if we find you and me, is it still far from that day? Our side has been damaged again and again. On the other hand, Emperor Chu of Daqing was a little damaged? No, only we are gradually exposed to his nose." Mr. Ning became more and more angry as he spoke, and he coughed violently, so that his lungs were about to vomit.

Prince Min raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Ning is afraid?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I'm defeated without fighting for many years of deployment, and it's wasted all these years of hard work." Mr. Ning said: "As the lord said, I, as an old man, have not had many years to live. Naturally, I hope to see the revival of the Xia Kingdom in my lifetime."

The escape in the middle of the night last night really scared him. He thought he would really die in the secret passage. If he died of such a frustration, he would have been better off lying peacefully in his ancestral grave.

Prince Min thought to himself, hoping to return home, but you have no ambition to give it a try.

"You gave such a birthday gift, in my opinion, it's really a deathbed."

Prince Min's eyes shone and stared at Mr. Ning directly. The latter was not afraid at all, but he saw the cruelty in his eyes and felt cold in his heart.

After so many years of upbringing, I was wrong.

This person cannot bear the banner.

Mr. Ning half-closed his eyes, his fingertips trembled.

"Mr. said I was seeking death, and it was also his luck that he was borne by his mother for him. Otherwise, lying on the sickbed would hurt his body, Emperor Chu." Prince Min gave a sinister smile: "Even the ordinary ore, even the imperial physician can't find it. Who knows what it is? Even if they really think that the stone is different, how can they be sure? Even if it is me, I don't know that the screen will hurt people."

Mr. Ning laughed in anger: "My lord is really naive. Are you afraid that you are not thinking about telling evidence in everything?"

Prince Min frowned.

"What is the emperor? The emperor is above everything else. Don't say that things are not known, but you can send them out by the palace. That is your sin. The emperor says that you are guilty, and you are guilty. As the saying goes, "The king wants his minister to die, but his ministers cannot die. Do you think that the emperor really needs so-called evidence to punish your crime? Do you don't know what the crime is to be charged with?"

Prince Min's face changed a few times.

Seeing him like this, Mr. Ning couldn't help but feel exhausted both physically and mentally. There was a lord who was dragging his legs. He was really heartbroken and painful, which was so unlucky.
Chapter completed!