"What's wrong? Brother Leyi?" Seeing Lin Leyi standing there, he came up at all, and had no idea of ​​giving a hug. Zhirou blinked innocent eyes and looked at Lin Leyi in confusion.

Yin Lu, who was about to pull the silver-faced demon away, changed his tone when he heard Zhirou's tone. Then, he stopped and looked at Lin Leyi and Zhirou curiously. He thought to himself, could Zhirou and Lin Leyi have been known by the current emperor? So, the emperor is about to break up Zhirou and Lin Leyi?

Lin Leyi no longer cared about it at this moment, what else was thinking.

When Lin Leyi heard Zhirou's inquiry, he turned his face and knelt down directly at Zhirou: "I pay homage to the Empress, I wish the Empress a thousand years old!"

"When I say to the Empress, this time, I am here. There is indeed something important to do. I am going to tell the Empress!" Lin Leyi said, and his kneeling body also lay on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Zhirou.

Seeing Lin Leyi like this, Zhirou's heart gradually sinks. There seems to be a very bad atmosphere surrounding her. "What's the matter?"

"You are the Empress, when the Empress was uneasy that day, the empress also received news. The Prime Minister was killed during his envoy to the Turkic dynasty..."

After Lin Leyi's words fell, Zhirou, who was standing on the chair, turned pale in an instant. She staggered for a moment, widened her eyes, looked at Lin Leyi in surprise, and said in disbelief: "You, what did you say? My father, my father is dead? What's going on in this matter?"

Speaking of the latter, Zhirou also reflected on her eyes, her eyes full of endless anger! She yelled directly at Lin Leyi.

"The Prime Minister was sent to the Turkic dynasty because of the offense of the Turkic dynasty. However, he was killed by the arrogant and unreasonable Turkic King, and his head was hung in the Turkic King's capital. In the end, he was given by the Turkic Prince Yelu Xinghui... This is about the information about the killing of the Prime Minister..."

Lin Leyi knelt on the ground, stood up as he said, took out the letter, walked respectfully to Zhirou, and handed the letter to Zhirou.

Zhirou was trembling all over, panting, and reached out to take the letter. She looked at it in a hurry. The more she looked, the more angry Zhirou became. Tears were brushing and fell down.

The head was cut off and hung at the city gate. Even in the end, Yelu Xinghui gave it to him.

Although □□ is a good ending in the eyes of Yelu Xinghui and others! However, in the hearts of Zhirou and others, they are going to be buried. In this way, □□ has already left Dongfang Zimo and has no place to die!

After watching the whole incident, Zhirou was trembling with anger. She held the letter while holding the coffee table on the table. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

"Okay, what a Turkic dynasty, what a Yelu Xinghui. I will continue to offend my Tan Zhu Kingdom again and again, but your Yelu Xinghui actually made my father a place without burial! Okay, Yelu Xinghui, if I don't flatten your Turkic capital, I won't be Dongfang Zhirou!"

Ah... As Zhirou said, the coffee table tightly held in her hand became tighter and tighter. As she roared out, the coffee table in her hand was directly scratched by the angry Zhirou.
Chapter completed!