Chapter 212 There is a big word about a bunker in the sky

“**, it’s so**.”

While rubbing his sleepy eyes, Wang Ce yawned while condemning the power.

Two little palace maids came over gently and considerately, combing Wang Ce's hair and dressing, and even washing his face and hands. Anything you have to do when you wake up in the morning will basically help you do it. You said this is not**.

The little palace maid noticed some of Wang Ce's natural changes in body, was surprised and surprised, and covered her mouth and laughed, which was charming.

However, Wang Ce was really a pair of dog eyes. He ignored this pair of brilliant and moving girls and was looked at them with grief. When Wang Ce felt that his chastity was in danger, he finally realized that he was too shameless and too unconventional.

"Go down." Wang Cehui retreated from the palace maid who was reluctant to leave and scratched his head in the bronze mirror for a long time: "No wonder everyone is obsessed with power, and I almost fell into it."

In the bronze mirror that can be seen, there is a handsome face, looking out for a silent and clear smile.

Wang Ce breathed a few breaths and quietly reached out to the doors and windows, and groped casually. Small spider-like cotton threads were broken.

As expected, someone has come here. Is it the emperor? Wang Ce put his chin on his face and smiled. He concentrated on his senses and felt a little tired: "I didn't even disturb me? I didn't faint, it would be a little painful."

It is not that some people are confused about smoke. Most people are confused about smoke, such as thirst and headaches when waking up, etc. Only a very small number of high-end products will not have sequelae.

What kind of symptoms are the fatigue and lack of energy? Wang Ce can't remember it and patted his forehead and was upset. If he had known it, he would have learned more at the training base and learned for a long time.

It seems that someone has come. Wang Ce thought about it. Either the emperor or Lao Wang must have done something to himself, so he was so exhausted.

With such thoughts, Wang Ce hurriedly touched his straight and upright buttocks and felt great comfort. My buddy's buttocks were directly comparable to the sexy buttocks Tony Tony in "Lovers".

He got up leisurely and ran in the deep palace. While Wang Ce was running, he kept thinking, and sometimes smiled and sometimes frowned.

Emperor, have I told you the reason why I was caught half of this time? I want certain answers, only the emperor can give these answers.

The answer is there. Wang Ce squinted his eyes and chuckled. If I was right, the symptoms of my slightly tiredness today are due to blood loss! I don’t know why the emperor learned that the chicken was called to release my blood in the middle of the night?

Emperor, what do you want to prove if you take my blood?

Emperor, what do you want me to get married and have children early?

A thought of a thought suddenly was hit by an object, and this object that was suspected to be a human made a crisp sound and fell on the snow.

Several palace maids came up fiercely and angrily accused him. Wang Ce was so angry that he stepped forward quickly and pulled up the delicate girl who was knocked down.

The delicate girl stood up, frowned slightly to stop her followers, and smiled and said, "This must be Lord Wang Ce, please."

Wang Ce nodded, passed by, and continued running forward. He wiped his cold sweat vaguely. Really... I almost thought it was a beauty trick, but, if you use your daughter to play a beauty trick? The emperor should not be so shameless, right?

The emperor had four princesses, two of whom were not young and got married early. The remaining two were under the age of twenty.

Thinking of this, Wang Ce suddenly paused and murmured to himself: "It seems to be Princess Qingxiu? Interesting." Is it an accident? Isn't it an accident?

After careful consideration, Princess Qingxiu is the only one among the four princesses with the word "Xiu" in her title.

During lunch, the emperor came again.

He had a kind uncle image with a dinner with Wang Ce and said, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, so let's have supper together."

This... is the best Oscar. Wang Ce sighed that when compared with the emperor's acting skills, the whole thing was ruined, and he could not tell that the emperor had any fake works.

Wang Ce didn't care and nodded in agreement. He simply didn't make sure of it for a day, and the emperor wouldn't let him leave the palace. After thinking about it, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, can you return my parcel and luggage to me?"

The emperor frowned and gave the old eunuch Wang a wink. Soon after, the package was delivered.

Wang Ce opened it in front of the emperor, but he had been checked by the emperor for 800 times. The half-lawu God scroll copy was still inside, and he immediately raised his eyebrows and said in a disgusting voice: "Your Majesty, I'm so embarrassed when you do this."

The emperor was surprised, and Wang Ce pointed at the Wu Shenjuan, helpless: "Your Majesty will not take this thing away, it is clearly to encourage me to leave the Northern Tang Dynasty."

The emperor pondered and suddenly Zhan Yan said, "Okay, then I will take it back. I will give it to you when you become a Martial Master."

"Can the package be left for me?" Wang Ce asked with a smile.

"No." The emperor rejected it and smiled, as if he was amused by Wang Cetian's real request: "I will give it back to you. If you run away again, what should I do?"

Wang Ce curled his lips. This is the deep palace, and there is Lao Wang in charge. He still wants to run away? Your emperor thinks I am the producer who escaped from prison.

The emperor said lightly: "You said that you came back to find some answers. Now, have you found it?"

"I got some answers." Wang Ce replied honestly: "Some answers that are not very pleasant."

The emperor was silent: "Then have you found the answer for your future?" He paused and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to be the king of Northern Tang? Or do you want to..."

Is this a promise? Wang Ce scratched his head and promised to be crowned as a prince in the future? It seems very beautiful. However, he said sincerely: "Your Majesty, do you think I am like a prince?"

"It's not like." The emperor smiled bitterly. Anyway, the prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty was not as unrestrained as Wang Ce.

"The way I arranged for you is to take the commander of the Southern Yai in three or five years. Then, I will be the first commander of the two yamen since the founding of the Northern Tang Dynasty. When you retire, I will make you king and let you enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth."

The emperor slowly and deeply spoke, revealing a faint sadness: "It is also... I give you the compensation for your mother."

The emperor turned around, as if he didn't want to see Wang Ce's rejection, so he left calmly and said slowly: "I have time, and you have time, think about it, think clearly, and then give me a reply."

A commander is enough to enjoy the taste of power for decades. The commander of the two yamen is unprecedented. He is absolutely powerful and has one hand covering the sky. He must be the second most powerful figure in the Northern Tang court. Then he is named a king, which is even more prosperous and wealthy, leaving benefits for all his descendants.

This is a promise that countless people, even the Martial Master, could not refuse, and it was enough to turn the Martial Master into a pug that was devoted to loyalty.

The emperor's promise is extremely solemn. If this promise is spread, it is afraid that the government and the people will be shocked and oppose it.

"Emperor, you are a good emperor and must admit that you are very good to me. But the more you are, the more I am afraid." Wang Ce murmured to himself.

After a long time, Chief Wang Ce stood up and sighed. My buddy really doesn’t have such a wealthy life.

A clear smile appeared, Wang Ce scratched his head and said, "Emperor, you want me to stay in Northern Tang with all my heart, so don't count on me anymore."

"Really... I don't even want to repay the package, so how can I implement my plan?" Wang Ce's eyes moved: "Did the emperor see through my wishful thinking? It's not accurate."

Old Wang is Emperor Wu. Who knows what functions does Emperor Wu have? Maybe he will suddenly have the sense of smell of a dog when he becomes Emperor Wu?

Wang Ce smiled slightly, turned his hand, and a fragile rat appeared in his hand.

The signal stick given by Lao Gu is in the package. If you can’t get the thing, why do you create chaos? Without chaos, how can you fish in troubled waters? If you don’t fish in troubled waters, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

Emperor, although you are scheming, you still underestimate that you are interested in being arrested, not only for the sake of finding answers, but also for other things.

For example, the Martial God Scroll! The authentic version!

It's night again.

Wang Ce was very bored and waited for a long time. He racked his brains to think, while trampling the snow in a mess.

As a result, he stepped on all the way, and a little eunuch secretly complained to clean up. If he really wanted to see the chaos here, no one would have eaten it.

Lao Xu? Lao Xu!

Do you want to call Lao Xu to go home for dinner? Wang Ce was sobbing that his palms were sweating and he turned his mind like flying, and he was determined to cause chaos to the palace.

The half-Lawu God Scroll replica was sprinkled with some special tracking spices on it by Wang Ce. Whether the genuine Martial God Scroll can be found depends on the fragrance-seeking rat, and Lao Wang did not have the sense of a dog, and the palace was in chaos.

Think about it, this is really quite Thomas's pivotality, and the difficulty is extraordinary.

"After the Lantern Festival, it is time for the emperor to make a decision. You must get the genuine version before this." Wang Cehuan felt a little cold: "My attitude is firm enough, and the emperor should try to let me run away."

How would the emperor make the illusion of letting me escape? And put eyeliners around me? Wang Ce laughed happily with malicious intentions.

If you can't keep your heart, you have to keep **? Wang Ce and the emperor don't have this kind of love. You can't keep Wang Ce anymore. It's better to let Wang Ce run away. As long as you put people in hand and eyeliner, it's equivalent to flying a kite.

This is probably the big kite tactic that the emperor was planning.

Today is the 14th day of the first lunar month, and tomorrow is the Lantern Festival.

As Wang Ce was thinking hard, a black shadow was approaching the capital at an extremely fast speed.

The man in black, covered in head and face, jumped quickly from one mountain to another like a ghost: "Tang Wuqing must not want his life, but there is no mistake at all."

The man in black talked to himself, and was filled with anxiety. Especially when the man in black remembered Wang Ce’s true life experience, he was even more creepy. He could not take any risks in this life experience.

Care is confusing, and the man in black is talking about this man in black. Even though he knew that the emperor would not dismiss Wang Ce, he would probably still worship him like a master, but he was still very anxious.

With his martial arts cultivation, he quietly sneaked into the capital and observed the palace silently for a long time in a dark place.

The man in black took out a signal stick: "Old Gu, whether he can be rescued depends on whether your arrangement works."

Having said that, what did Lao Gu arrange? Wang Ce didn't know, but the man in black didn't know.

Late at night, a dot of light dragging light soared into the sky from a certain place! Then, it exploded into a colorful firework!

Fireworks in the dark sky form a big word!
Chapter completed!