When the demon king penetrates into the harem

The anti-barbarian matter in the northwest has been settled, and the barbarians can't afford to make a fuss this time.

It's just that Zhou Xiting's life at this time is not very good. It has been two months since the parting with Zhao Han. He feels that he is getting weak day by day, and he can't see it.

With him like this, it is even more impossible to see Zhao Han, he thought that God might really want to take his life now.

In the past two months, he searched all over Zhao Chaonan, and now he has come to the north, but he is quite clear in his heart that maybe there is really not a single plant in this world.

At this time, he couldn't tell what kind of mentality he was in. If he was afraid of death, it wouldn't be enough. He was born as a human being, and he was inherently mortal. Maybe it was because he was unwilling or had some obsession.

"Gulu... Gulu... Gululu..."

At this time, he was in the carriage driving to the imperial city. Regarding him now, he didn't want to think about anything, and he didn't want to think about it. That person, that's all.

All the way north, it went smoothly, but there was one thing that Zhou Xiting was not satisfied with. The carriage was not comfortable, but it was not ideal to fly in the sky, so he could only make do with it.

At this time, Zhao Han had no idea that the person he was thinking of was approaching him little by little, and was still working hard on political affairs.

Zhou Xiting's carriage arrived at the imperial city on a dark and windy night. He didn't let the carriage enter the city, but walked into the palace alone.

From time to time, guards walked past Zhou Xiting, but it was a pity that everyone was aware of his presence.

Arriving at Zhao Han's bedroom... on the roof of Zhao Han's bedroom, he easily picked up a tile and looked inside. In fact, he could just scan it with his spiritual sense, and he can know everything in every corner, but I don't know what he thinks Yes, maybe I want to experience the "gentleman on the beam" among the people.

In Zhao Han's bedroom, there are a few guards with swords in the outer room, but there is no one in the inner room except Zhao Han.

Why didn't he know that the emperor's treatment was so bad?

Zhao Han was reviewing the memorials under the lamp. At this time, his face was ugly, frowning and expressionless for a while, and he didn't know what was written in those memorials.

Strange to say, since entering the palace and then to Zhao Han's bedroom, Zhou Xiting felt that the deep sense of powerlessness surrounding him in the past few months had become less intense, but this feeling had not disappeared.

Gently put the tile back to its original place, Zhou Xiting didn't stay any longer, he wanted to go back to the inn to study how the poison like rickets got better a lot.

However, after returning, Zhou Xiting thought about it, but couldn't figure out why.

After all, it is a rare thing for a demon to be poisoned, and even if he is poisoned, it is only a matter of time before he is forced out, but this is poison, you don't even know where the source of the poison is, let alone force it out.

If he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't want to. Zhou Xiting thought about going to Zhao Han's tomorrow night, and his intuition told him that he should be able to find the answer there.

After Zhou Xiting finished pondering, he sat in meditation and practiced peacefully, while the person he had just met not long ago was still looking at the memorial in his hand under the lamp.

I saw that it was neatly written on it:

Although the barbarians are gone, the Yan Dynasty in the west is ready to move, and there is a premeditated plan to collude with the other dynasties.

Black characters on a white background, just dozens of words, made Zhao Han frown and dignified.

Regardless of the fact that the Zhao Dynasty is peaceful on the surface and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, some wars are started silently.