Chapter 939 (1/2)

Nangong Yan handed back the account book to Baili Jianzhou. Baili Jianzhou said sincerely, ”thank you for your help.”

Nangong Yan said quietly, ”thank you. You don't have to. You just owe me a favor.”

Baili saw the boat and said with a smile, ”OK. I will go through fire and water wherever I need it in the future.”

Nangong Yan raised his eyebrows: ”we've done everything we can. It's up to you next.”

Bai Li saw the boat and calculated. Now the evidence is in his hand, but it's not enough. We have to add a fire to Fan Zheng.

To make a person really desperate, you must first give him hope, and then trample the only hope to pieces in front of him.

Only in this way can he never turn over.

Bai Li saw the boat with a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes were like ten thousand feet of cold ice, which made people feel cold.

Fan Fu.

Fan Zheng looked at father-in-law Dai standing in the hall and asked, ”what are you doing here?”

On behalf of father-in-law, he took off his cloak and showed his old face. ”The slave came to tell the adult, the Emperor... The emperor is dying.”

”Really?” Fan Zheng was overjoyed. Yes, according to the medicine he gave, the days are the last few days.

Father in law Dai was trembling all over when he talked about it. ”Big, sir, the slave has really become a sinner who murdered the emperor for thousands of years. In case the matter is exposed, the slave...”

”Hum, what are you afraid of? With me, even the little emperor can't do anything to you!”

Fan Zheng looked at him with a mocking face and thought that it was something without roots and always lacked the heroic spirit that men should have.

”The little emperor is really dying?” Fan Zheng asked, staring at him suspiciously.

Father-in-law Dai's legs were soft and knelt down immediately: ”Sir, slaves don't dare to lie about such things.”

Fan Zheng sneered: ”I dare you!”

Since the little emperor is no longer able, then he must be forced to make a abdication edict.

The fan family assisted the three generations of monarchs of the Qi Dynasty. Now Feng Shui turns around in turn. It's his turn. Fan Zheng is sitting in the Dragon chair.

Originally, fan was going to ask father-in-law Dai to do the imperial edict, but after thinking about it, he decided to go to the palace in person.

About that little emperor is already a sick child. What else can he do?

He looked forward to the expression on the little emperor's face now.

The expression of panic and dying struggle must be very interesting.

In the afternoon, Fan Zheng entered the palace under the name of visiting doctors.

In the dormitory hall, a hundred miles saw the boat lying in bed, his face turned white, showing a morbid state.

Fan Zheng falsely saluted. Before Baili saw the boat speak, he stood up. Obviously, he didn't pay attention to the sick seedling of Baili saw the boat.

”The emperor is in good health recently. The old minister came to the palace to see the Emperor today. The emperor needs to get well as soon as possible. Daqi still needs the emperor.”

A sweet talker. It sounds good. I'm afraid I'd like to see the king of hell earlier.