Chapter 329: The Crown Prince doesn't want it, but the

d just done with Zhao Qinglan, he laughed and scolded, "you eunuch know what is meant by dragon and tiger."if someone said this, the three treasures would split each other to pieces with one hand, but...Chapter 329 Prince does not want, Zhao Wang wants

that. Shall we go straight to the king of Zhao But it is difficult to guarantee that there are no Prince's eyes around. You know, the East Factory is full of Prince's dogs. "

under the persuasion of long Huaiyu, long Tiande also began to waver, he said with a frown.

long Huaiyu frowned as well.

although there is no evidence, he, who is used to thinking of others, assumes that if he were a crown prince, he would certainly put eyeliner all over his body in case of change.

if nothing else, how can the prince know where his father and son live It is an ironclad fact that

has just accurately come to us.

if you get in touch with Zhao Wang at the bottom of the prince's eyelids, don't say that this is pure suicide at all, then Zhao Wang probably won't easily say anything to himself.

long Huaiyu, who felt in a dilemma, felt the rough waves of the capital for the first time, and its dangerousness was not comparable to that of Xishan Province at all.

here, involving the highest-level game of the empire, I have been involved in it, and if I am not careful, it will be the end of death.

just then, the door was knocked.

"who"

long Tiande asked vigilantly. There was a chuckle outside the

door, and the man said, "my son, please have a chat with me."

long Tiande and long Huaiyu looked at each other, then long Tiande went to open the door and saw an ordinary middle-aged man standing outside the door.

the middle-aged man arched his hand politely and said, "is this the master of the dragon family"

said, without waiting for long Tiande to reply, he leaned toward the outside and said, "Please come with me. It's not good to keep the Childe waiting."

"who is your son" Long Tiande asked.

the middle-aged man smiled and said, "my son is eight in the family."

long Tiande and long Huaiyu looked at each other, each with a touch of surprise in the fundus.

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long Huaiyu got up and followed long Tiande. Father and son left the inn together and got into a carriage.

long Huaiyu, who sat down, sighed slightly in his heart that the whereabouts of his father and son, not to mention that the prince knew like the back of his hand, even the king of Zhao had already targeted him.

looking at the bustling street outside through the curtains, the lively and ordinary scene gave long Huaiyu a sense of horror of calmly hiding the huge waves.

it seems that if you are not careful, you will be caught in the deep sea and fall to pieces.

about a quarter of an hour, father and son came to a restaurant.

went straight to the second floor of the enclosed yard, where there was no one but a table, at which a handsome and gentle young man was drinking by himself, vaguely resembling the prince they had just met.

waiting for Li Yinhu to open his mouth, long Tiande took the initiative to come forward and respectfully said, "Xiaomin long Tiande, with his dog son long Huaiyu, has met the King of Zhao."

Li Yinhu looked at long Tiande and said with a smile, "although the title of monarch and Marquis has been inherited for three generations and was taken back by the court, the blood of the dragon's meritorious service has not been exhausted, so in front of this king, there is no need to be called Xiaomin by name."

long Tiande and long Huaiyu looked at each other and felt at ease.

listen, listen, the same is the words of the prince, the eight princes, how to listen to the ear, compared to the prince is simply a villain.

both father and son said, "Thank you, King Zhao."

raise your hands and let the father and son sit down. Li Yinhu said, "you haven't eaten yet. I've prepared a table and shared it with you two."

the prince invited himself to eat wilted steamed buns, while the eight princes of Zhao invited himself to eat a table of delicacies.

looking at this table of delicacies, long Tiande and his son suddenly had mixed feelings.

is also the blood of Emperor Dahang. Why is there such a big gaptly, and his face full of hematoma twisted to one side, apparently knocked unconscious by Chen Tong.but Li Chen said that twenty is twenty, and there will be neither more nor less.Chen Tong continued...