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Sheng Changan's neck shrank slightly, his expression timid, just like the common people on the street. He hurriedly said, "Waiter... I... I want to open a private room."

It was still the waiter I met last time. He raised his eyes and scanned him from head to toe, although he looked a little timid.

But the clothes he was wearing were made of high-quality material. He was probably a poor man who had suddenly gotten lucky and wanted to experience the life of a rich person.

This is not surprising. The third princess distributed so much gold last time, so there must be a few lucky people.

He was used to it, but he never had a good tone towards people like this, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to them. "Are you sure you want a private room?"

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you can't pay the silver, then you will have to pay off the debt."

Although the meat doesn't look very good, rich people these days are not picky about it.

"I... I know, I understand the rules." Sheng Changan lowered her head. Although she had made changes, she still maintained a timid posture just in case.

"Xiao Li, take some people upstairs," he casually called a waiter. He had no interest in dealing with such a useless job.

There were people coming and going in the inn, and Sheng Changan would accidentally bump into a few people from time to time while following the waiter. She really couldn't understand it.

How could the king of a country choose this place to meet secretly?

Sheng Changan casually sent the man away and then slowly straightened up. It was an ordinary private room. It seemed that this waiter still had some conscience.

Surprisingly, he didn't take her to a more expensive place, but maybe he thought she might not be able to afford the bill for an ordinary private room.

After all, the consumption here is not cheap.

Sheng Changan closed the door casually. This floor was basically an ordinary private room. Perhaps because of this, there was no one guarding it, which was convenient for her.

She straightened up, the timid look no longer on her face, and she looked completely different from before.

So she stood at the door with confidence and told the guards the agreed time, and they didn't doubt it at all.

Sheng Changan looked at the figure leaning on the chair and was suddenly shocked. The death aura was so serious that it would not be strange if he stopped breathing in the next second.

"Your Majesty" Sheng Chang'an lowered his head slightly, but did not kneel.

The emperor blinked his gray eyes, without pointing out Sheng Chang'an's offense, but just looked at the straight back of the man in front of him with some displeasure.

But no matter how unhappy he was, it was suppressed by the hatred of his son's murder.

He originally wanted to muddy the waters between the Shi family and the Liu family, tie Sheng Changan to the third princess's boat, and let them fight each other, but he didn't expect to be interrupted by Liu Zhao.

To this day, he can clearly feel that his death is approaching, but unfortunately, the revenge for his son's murder has not yet been taken.

He slowly opened his mouth and made a "ho ho" sound. "I know you all want to plot against my kingdom. I can give you this opportunity."

Sheng Chang'an raised his head and looked at the aging emperor. Although he was about to decline, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and his face was filled with resentment and hatred.

"I want all the Liu family to be killed and to apologize to me. Can you do it?" He spoke these two sentences in a halting manner, as if he would die at any moment.

"As a subject, how dare I disobey the Emperor's order?"

Although the emperor was dissatisfied with Sheng Changan's answer, he had no choice but to make the move. "The person in the prophecy refers to you, not my third son."

"There is another sentence behind the prophecy." He looked at Sheng Changan with a burning gaze. "Crush the troubled times, pacify the world, and build a prosperous Chang'an."

Sheng Changan finally calmed down, but this was certainly not enough, so he reminded him, "Your Majesty, words are not enough."