Li Wen Zheng's mind couldn't help but shake.
Then, he pointed at Shen lang and said, " "You're lying! You're lying!"
"How could Jin Jun possibly rebel?"
"Even if he has rebelled, why is there no news? Even I, the inspector, don't know about it. How do you, Shen lang, know about it?"
That's right, the monarch of Nan ou, Jin Jun, was usually a wise and virtuous person, and how loyal was he to the Yue country?
How could he possibly rebel?
Everyone would be touched by the relationship between the king and the king. They were not father and son, but more like father and son.
And look at how he and Princess Ning Luo felt?
A young master and a Prince, they were as beautiful as a fairy tale.
However, there were no fairy tales among adults.
Fairy tales are all lies!
Between countries, there were political struggles, and there were no fairy tales.
The bloodline of Nan ou was closer to the sand primitive tribe, but distant from the bloodline of Yue.
