Although the Emperor of China was destined to die early, she hadn't finished what she had to do yet, so she couldn't let him die so soon, it would be too happy to die like this.

"Yes, High Priest."

Leng Yikun responded, raised his hand to take the porcelain bottle, came to Emperor Zhong's side, knelt down and forced a healing elixir into his mouth.

Originally, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but his eyes met Emperor Zhong staring at him resentfully, he sneered suddenly, raised his hand and patted Emperor Zhong's face again several times.

"Do you still have the heart to stare at me? If you have the skill, why don't you think about how you will die next."

"Who are you guys?"

At this moment, Emperor Zhong was in pain all over his body, as if his bones had been broken and reshaped.

But he was still able to speak, and asked Leng Yikun, this is the imperial palace of the Zhonghuang Kingdom, there are so many guards, how did these people break in?

Moreover, he is the Emperor of China, the ruler of the Kingdom of China, how could these people be so bold, without saying a word, directly attacking him?

He couldn't figure it out, where did these people come from?

"Can't you figure it out?"

Leng Yikun looked at him mockingly and asked back.

Seeing the doubts in Emperor Zhong's eyes, he shook his head and felt that this Zhonghuang Kingdom was not much different from Beikun Kingdom, they were almost the same.

"It's right if you don't understand. If you can figure it out, you won't join forces with the Beikun Kingdom to deal with the Yin family."

He slapped Emperor Zhong's face again several times until his lips were swollen, and then he felt relieved, got up and returned to stand by An Jiuyue's side.

"You... are you from Wulong Mountain?"

The Emperor Zhong looked surprised and looked at the four people in front of him in disbelief.

Why did these people come so fast? He didn't even think of a countermeasure. They came here. So, what should he do?

"No, no, it's Emperor Bei Kun who coaxed me to deal with the Yin family. It has nothing to do with me. If you want to blame, then blame Emperor Bei Kun!"

Thinking of what he had learned about Emperor Bei Kun's fate, he was frightened, shook his head again and again, and pushed all the faults on Emperor Bei Kun.

Anyway, Emperor Bei Kun was already dead, even if he was blamed, it was impossible to stand up and defend himself.

"You do what Emperor Bei Kun says? Why, is the majestic Emperor Zhong a running dog beside Emperor Bei Kun?" Yu Rong asked him back.

Qian Jiyun glanced at Emperor Zhong coldly, feeling that the matter here would not be over for now, so he took out the tables and chairs and put some hot food on them.

"Jiuyue, come and sit down, eat some first."

"it is good."

An Jiuyue touched her stomach when she saw the food.

She was really hungry, and wanted to go over and hug Xiao Nuonuo back, but her husband didn't give her this chance, but turned sideways instead.

"I'll just hold Nuonuo, you eat first."

The little milk baby who just wanted to jump into his mother's arms: "!!"

Why? He just wants his mother to hold him, but he doesn't want his father to hold him and feed him. Mother is fragrant, but father is stinky!

"Mother, rice, hello."

"Daddy feed you dinner."

Qian Jiyun straightened his son's body which he had thrown forward, and sat on another chair, with a stern expression on his face, he taught his son a lesson.

"Nuo Nuo, your mother is very tired, you can't always let your mother hold you, and it's the same with your father holding you. Be good, let's eat, what do you want to eat?"