Chapter 1125-Little eunuch, big traitor
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"it doesn't hurt, it's just a little thing."
Li Chen waved his hand and didn't care.
"go down."
Little Guizi was so grateful that he was getting up to leave when he was caught off guard when he heard Li Chen ask, "by the way, there is an unsigned letter in the bottom drawer of my royal desk. Have you seen it"
Little Guizi replied completely by instinct, "Yes, the maidservant didn't move."
the words came out. When the little Guizi saw Li Chen's cold eyes, she immediately reflected that she had slipped the tongue.
in an instant, the pale little Guizi sat down on the ground and was stunned.
"how dare you."
Li Chen walked up to Xiao Guizi and looked down at him condescending.
"you are kind enough to clean up my desk case. Do you need to open the drawer to sort it out"
Xiao Guizi was frightened, and the whole person trembled as if he had come back to life.
his first reaction was to run.
Li Chen watched him run as if he were mentally retarded.
this Eastern Palace, the master of the land fairy world will come and go, but where else can a young eunuch go
sure enough, when he ran to the door, the little Guizi put several knives on his neck.
Xiao Guizi stayed where he was. He turned and knelt down to Li Chen and cried, "your Highness spare your life, your Highness spare your life!"
Li Chen said indifferently, "bring people in."
the big guard pressed Xiao Guizi with a knife and took him to Li Chen and knelt down.
Little Guizi is still crying for mercy.
Li Chen's eyes were cold and he said, "come on, who is behind this"
Xiao Guizi said with a sad face, "he is the housekeeper of Zhao House."
"he gave the maidservant a sum of money and asked the maidservant to pay attention to what was on his Highness's table when he cleaned it every day. Write it down and tell him that the maidservant was greedy for money and went astray for a moment of ecstasy and begged his Highness for mercy!"
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"very good."
Li Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "you have done so many things that people with higher positions, higher status and stronger skills than you dare not do."
after saying this, Li Chen waved his hand to the bodyguards and motioned to them to drag the little Guizi down.
Little Guizi's arms were dragged away by the inner guard, and his cries and pleas faded away.
it is obvious what will happen to him.
Li Chen is not surprised that Zhao Xuanji extended his hand to the East Palace, but he is not sure how much Zhao Xuanji knows.
if Zhao Xuanji does nothing, there will be a problem.
it seems that these days, as quiet as dead, Li Chen feels a little uneasy.
now finally caught some of his tricks, at least let Li Chen make sure that Zhao Xuanji is still a thief.
remembering the words of Emperor Dahang and Sanbao, Li Chen lamented that the two men were really old-fashioned and had already understood Zhao Xuanji thoroughly.
he will not give up the struggle for power.
thinking about countermeasures, Li Chen turned around and saw Wan Jiaojiao, whose eyes were red like a rabbit, kneeling in front of her.
"what are you doing" Li Chencao was stunned.
Wan Jiaojiao said with a sad face, "your Highness, the maidservant is guilty."
Li Chen's scalp is numb, can't even Wan Jiaojiao be bribed by Zhao Xuanji
"the maidservant is your Highness's personal walk, but does not discipline the people below, let them give the outside tipped off, all this is the maidservant's fault."
the more Wan Jiaojiao said, the more aggrieved and frightened she became, and Douda's tears rolled down directly, her face full of remorse.
Li Chen, unable to laugh or cry, said, "this has nothing to do with you."f the snow and earth, turned out of it.A magnanimous old man crawled out of the pit, covered in blood, standing in the snow and laughing wildly.his laughter is as mournful as the cry of an owl, and th...