In the twinkling of an eye, Luo Yuan was the only one left in the candlelight hall.

Luo Yuan chased to the eaves outside the hall and looked at the figure of Xin moge Fengyu who hurried away and disappeared in the rain. After thinking about it again and again, he quickly turned around and went to the study step by step and decided to persuade Wang to leave anyway. If simogo took the opportunity to buy tens of thousands of prisoners from the new capital, it would be equivalent to tens of thousands of simogo's troops on the edge of leaving the city, which is very unfavorable to leaving the city and leaving the king. You can attack leaving the city at any time. You're afraid to think about it.

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In the brightly lit study.

Li Wang's anger had not subsided, his face had not eased, and he paced back and forth angrily.

Luo Yuan, who came in a hurry, knocked on the door twice and then directly pushed the door in. He opened his mouth and said to the king, "Lord, Xin mogo, they..."

"Why, are you here to help them talk and be a lobbyist for them?" Before Luo Yuan finished speaking, Li Wang had classified Luo Yuan as a lobbyist. He didn't give him a good face and directly interrupted Luo Yuan, "Luo Yuan, don't forget who you are. If you like to help Xin mogo speak so much, you can go to him. I don't need you."

Luo Yuan's face suddenly changed. His face was full of disbelief. He didn't expect Li Wang to say such words, "Lord..."

"Well, I don't want to hear it. Go out right away." Li Wang's face was full of impatience.

"Lord, I came to say..."

"The king asked you to go out. Why, I don't understand. Do you want the king to come to you and 'please'?" In his impatience, he suddenly added an unspeakable cold. Li Wang narrowed his eyes coldly, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared.

Luo Yuan was anxious to explain, "Lord, I'll come..."

"Get out, get out." Li Wang flung everything on the desk.

Letters, books, picture albums, pens, ink, paper, inkstone... Suddenly fell to the ground, almost all smashing at Luo Yuan's feet.

Luo Yuan instinctively stepped back. When he looked up and looked at Li Wang in front of the desk again, he saw that Li Wang had turned his back, and his back was as cold as ice. Finally, Luo Yuan, who opened his mouth again, finally sighed with disappointment, swallowed everything he was going to say and turned away.

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The door of the house is wide open.

The left and right lanterns hanging high shook back and forth in the wind and rain.

The carriage prepared by the dark guard had stopped under the stairs and was severely washed by the heavy rain. The rain flowed down the body like water.

Simogo looked at it and hesitated, "I think I'd better go alone in such a heavy rain, you..."

"No, I'll go with you." Feng Yu raised her head to Xin mogo's eyes and looked firm.

"... all right." Simego could only nod.

When xinmogo and Fengyu got into the car and sat in the car, they dressed in coir raincoats and hats as the dark guard of the coachman. They suddenly raised their whip and drove the car quickly.

In the carriage, the light is dim, and the rain continues to penetrate and fly obliquely into the car from the gap of the car wall and the small windows blown by the wind on the left and right side curtains.

Xin mogo held Feng Yu tightly in his arms with one hand and pressed the curtain blown by the wind on his side with the other hand.

Feng Yu stretched out her hand and pressed the curtain of the small window over her.