When the demon king penetrates into the harem

After all, Zhao Han still couldn't keep Zhou Xiting, he left.

Seeing his back leaving alone, he really wanted to run up to grab him and order him not to leave, but he couldn't, even if he was the emperor of the whole world, he didn't belong to him, and he couldn't order him to do anything.

Bitterness faded from the corner of her mouth, she had lost love even though she was not in love.

After being separated from him, Zhou Xiting's mood at this time is not much better, but he clearly knows that short-term pain is worse than long-term pain, and he believes that time can wear away the feelings that should not exist between them.

During this period of time, Zhou Xiting spent most of his time meditating and practicing—cleaning his mind.

So to be honest, Zhao Han is actually more pitiful.

After the Hundred Flowers Feast, everything was back on track, at least on the surface.

Zhou Xiting went south all the way, while Zhao Han was thoroughly investigating the assassination of Baihuayan. The two really seemed to have never known each other and lost contact.

I don't know if God is against him or this continent really can't find a single Xiyou plant. It's been a month since the Hundred Flowers Banquet, but there is no progress.

Breathing out a foul breath, he stood up from the futon, tucked into the corner of his meditation clothes, and looked out of the window. Zhou Xiting sighed softly.

I don't know what happened recently. When I practiced, I always felt tightness in my chest, and I felt weak all over, as if I was poisoned, but there is no poison in this world that can affect the Demon Lord.

God is going to kill my rhythm...

He didn't know what went wrong, and now he couldn't even continue his cultivation.

Simply stop practicing, just sit by the window and stare into the distance.

Even if he has been practicing day and night for a month, he still doesn't see any improvement, and he can't reach the peak period anyway.

Recently, he is even worse than before, but no matter how weak he is, he must be stronger than these mortals.

But this time the situation also made him alert, it seems that Xiyou will find it as soon as possible, otherwise, there is really not much time...

While Zhou Xiting was grieving for Xi You, Zhao Han had only recently uncovered the mastermind of the Hundred Flowers Banquet incident—the barbarians in the north.

They have been ready to make a move a few years ago, are they finally planning to make a move now?

Zhao Han looked at the secret document in his hand, showed a sarcastic smile, and said to the person next to him: "Second brother, what do you think about this matter?"

"The barbarians have bullied Zhao Chaolai, so we must teach them a lesson."

"Well, I thought so too, this matter..."

"Leave this matter to the younger brother."

Zhao Han hesitated for a while. No one knew the situation of his second brother better than him. With his current situation, not to mention going into battle to kill the enemy, it was even inconvenient for him to move. If the old disease relapsed at a critical time, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Brother Huang, you don't believe me."

"In your case..."

"As long as I live one day, I will protect it. How can the mountains and rivers laid down by our ancestors be ruined by our generation."

If other people listened to the conversation between the two, they must think that this prince is too bold, dare to say such a thing in front of the Holy Majesty, do not die?

But who is Zhao Xinchen? First of all, he has no unreasonable thoughts about the throne. Second, Zhao Han is not a stupid and suspicious emperor. Moreover, they are the only two brothers left in their generation. rely on.

Anyway, Zhao Han finally agreed.

"Second brother, remember to bring an imperial physician."

There are no nasty words, just this sentence is the best care and instruction.

"Will do."