Chapter 412 New Meaning

Jiang Han took a sip of tea.

He is very interested in the rankings in newspapers.

One is Jiqiaofang.

The second is the Pleiades.

The third is blood shadow.

The Blood Shadow Organization ranks third.

And the first place in Jiqiaofang is not the combat strength, but their magic tools and various mechanism props, and the influence can indeed be ranked first.

As for the Pleiades Star Palace, Jiang Han heard that there are many powerful masters in it, and it is said that there is also an ancestor of Zhongtianren in it.

Of course, this patriarch has not shown his face for a hundred years. There are rumors in the world that he is dead.

“Newspapers…there are so many newspapers.” Fang Qing’er had nothing to say, but she didn’t expect that Jiang Han would not be angry that she acted without permission.

This also made Fang Qing’er suddenly feel lost. It turned out that in this man’s heart, she was just a dispensable role.

If Jiang Han scolded her a few words at this time, it would make Fang Qing’er feel happier.

“There is food on the table, eat it yourself.” Jiang Han said.

Fang Qing’er looked at the table. On it were two dishes, one soup, and a bowl of rice.

“Thank you.” Fang Qing’er said, but when she found a stool to sit down, she found the bodies of three crows in the distance.

“What is this?” Fang Qing’er was puzzled, wondering if this man likes to eat wild game?

“The crows controlled by the corpse technique are only idiots like you. I didn’t realize that all of them are watching you.” Jiang Han said.

“You’re an idiot.” Fang Qing’er retorted, but she realized that Jiang Han was probably protecting herself secretly just now.

I don’t know why, but my heart suddenly feels relieved.

And Jiang Han also added: “What clues did you get in the palace?”

“Many people are missing.” Fang Qing’er dipped her chopsticks in the soup, Then he took a big mouthful of rice.

These two dishes are her favourites, the plain buns and a pile of fried loofah with twice-cooked pork. The soup is seaweed and egg drop soup. Just enough to eat these things, “Don’t you want to eat?”

“I’m so full of anger from you, I have no appetite.” Jiang Han said.

Fang Qinger was overjoyed: “Are you angry with me?”

“You are so happy to be angry with you, do you have a hole in your head?” Jiang Han glanced at her.

Fang Qing’er snorted, but she had a good appetite at the moment, and she drank two bowls of rice for this dinner.

“I want to find my mother’s body… It was my father who forced my mother to death.” Fang Qing’er said.

“It doesn’t count that your father forced your mother to death.” Jiang Han closed the newspaper.

“What do you mean?”

“Your father is also dead.” Jiang Han looked at her.

Fang Qing’er stood up in shock: “Impossible, my father still talked to me in the hall before!”
Control your royal father, let him speak, and rule the entire court, so that Langya Kingdom’s dispatch of troops is also a matter of course.”

“Father is dead…” Fang Qinger’s pupils She shrank, and her body trembled a little. After a while, she suddenly became an orphan without parents.

Jiang Han sighed: “I will help you find your mother’s body, I think you should stay away from this place.”

Jiang Han was also stunned, it seems that the plan changed halfway.

But saying this made Jiang Han certain of one thing, that is, this series of conspiracies were the product of the blood sect’s long-term planning.

I’m afraid it contains too many routines.

The blood sect’s move to make Langya country take action and attract all the firepower seems to be just for some of their shady secrets and tricks.

In this way, many mysteries can be easily solved.

But what exactly is the purpose of the Blood Sect?

They created this series of struggles, and there must be a terrible plan behind it, but now Jiang Han can only see the surface, but can’t look into the depths.

Maybe we can find out if we find Lin Shu.

But the key is, can Lin Shu speak?

Or use the beauty trick? But since he was with Zhou Baoer, Jiang Han didn’t want to use his appearance to achieve his goal.

Fang Qing’er next to her looked at Jiang Han’s thinking, and she became a little crazy just looking at it.

It was not easy for her to recover, she asked: “Jiang Han, there is one thing I don’t quite understand.”

“Huh?” Jiang Han looked at her glance.

“Why do you, as a prince now, not recruit some wives and concubines like other princes? With a concubine like Zhou Baoer, if you inherit the throne in the future, will all the concubines in the harem be formed temporarily?” Is it?” Fang Qinger asked.

Jiang Han stretched his muscles and said, “I don’t intend to inherit the Great Reign. My mother is a little celestial being, and she became a little celestial being at the age of thirty. She should leave Zhongtianren in the future.” It’s very close, and at that time, I can live at least three thousand years.”

“You…” Fang Qing’er has nothing to say about Jiang Han’s lazy attitude.

But the question is, since Jiang Han is not interested in being a big man, why did he do it for the Dayan Kingdom?

Before Fang Qinger asked, Jiang Han rushed to answer: “You must be curious, asking me why I have to work hard for the dynasty since I am not interested in the throne? The answer is actually very simple. I am a selfish person, I only have my small family in my heart, and my brothers and sisters around me, but how can a small family come from without a country? I can keep the country, and our small family can be happy, otherwise if the country is destroyed in the future, Then my family may be the first to be defeated by the enemy, besides, my mother is a wise king.”

Jiang Han smiled, showing his big white teeth.

Fang Qinger’s lips twitched, as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn’t speak, she turned her head: “That’s your business, I don’t care.”
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“I know you don’t care, you look out…” Jiang Han pointed out the window.

“Look from the outside? There are crowds outside…”

“If Langya Kingdom is destroyed beyond recognition by the Blood Sect, who do you think will be the most injured? Not yet These Limin people, these ordinary people who run around for their families.” Jiang Han said.

Fang Qing’er looked at the people coming and going around, and the faces of those people were full of smiles, and they were all running around for today’s or tomorrow’s meal.

“How to stop this war?” Fang Qing’er clenched her fists, and she suddenly found a new meaning of existence on the window sill.

(End of this chapter)