Chapter 237 (1/2)

Zhao Shiqian received a secret report sent back by Qi's spies, which said: Zhou Leping and Zhu GuanLiang are commensurate; Zhou Leping and Zhu GuanLiang went in and out together; Zhou Leping went to the palace to see Mrs. Yu; Zhou Leping and Zhu GuanLiang cuddle in the street

And so on, every bit of evidence is proving Zhou Leping's treason charges. It's as if he slapped Zhao Shiqian.

”Emperor, all the things in the secret report are true. Every one of them is seen by humble officials. There is no fiction!”

His most trusted loyal minister and good general, the man of his dreams every night, is now in the state of Qi, embracing his enemies and the fifth Prince of the state of Qi. He has not only become a master and apprentice, but also has other feelings beyond the friendship between them.

Recalling the time when Zhou Leping returned to the capital, Zhu GuanLiang lived in her house, and they ate and lived together. At that time, Zhu GuanLiang looked at him with no respect in his eyes. Maybe... Maybe these two people had been in love since then?

But why?

At that time, it was clear that Zhou Leping's face was still destroyed in the war. How could Zhu GuanLiang treat her

Zhao Shiqian couldn't figure it out. The more he couldn't figure it out, the more he could explain the relationship between the two of them with real feelings.

True feelings, these four words make people hate each time they think about it. They want to insert a sword into their heart. When they are held by the hilt, the more they stab, the deeper they become.

The detective looked up at Zhu GuanLiang's face, waiting for his order, ”the Emperor...”

Zhao Shiqian tore the fold from the middle, tore it and threw it on the ground. His chest was up and down, and his hatred filled his heart. His resentment mixed with reluctance and jealousy turned into a raging anger, burning the last trace of reason in his mind.

”If mine is no longer mine, it's useless to keep it... You do it.”

The spy said, ”yes, I bow my hand and retire.”.

When I went out, I met Zhao Deng. I saluted his royal highness King Rui and left in a hurry.

Strange, Zhao Deng went into the hall and said, ”brother, that man just now...”

”Oh, the spies sent to Qi State come back to talk nonsense. A weaving Institute has sent many people who can't get in. A bunch of rubbish!”

”Don't worry too much, brother. After all, it's the confidential yamen of Qi state. How can it be infiltrated so easily?” Silent silent again way, ”that spy can have son Xi's what news in Qi State?”

Zhao Shiqian closed his hand in his sleeve and said quietly, ”no, I really want to know her news, but...”

Zhao Deng sighed, ”I don't know how she is now in the state of Qi. Life must be very hard.”