Chapter 978

Chapter 978

"This..." The assistant secretary looked at Crown Prince George hesitantly, bent over and said, "Your Excellency, it's about Charman's reputation. The information from all parties is currently in confusion. If there is any fraud, I'm afraid..."

As the number one crown prince, George's every move is related to his political achievements and future, and any flaws will be infinitely magnified.

This time the Challman family exposed another scandal, and the assistant secretary had lingering fears, fearing that it would be an oolong with no results like before.

At this time, Crown Prince George crossed his legs, leaned back against the back of the chair, and slowly lit a cigar, "What are you afraid of? The purpose of the discussion in the Council Hall is to discuss the withdrawal of the title of nobility, and it does not take effect immediately.

In recent months, scandals about the Charman family have emerged one after another. If this continues, the entire British imperial people will inevitably question the aristocratic system.

Instead of letting the public question the authority of the royal family, it is better to think of countermeasures in advance. Discussions in the council hall may not reach a consensus, but at least some action is needed to stop the crowd. "

The assistant secretary nodded suddenly, "Your Excellency is wise."

Prince George narrowed his eyes and took a breath, "What has Weston been doing lately?"

"I heard...the second crown prince goes to the House of Commons every day, and seems to want to make some political achievements as soon as possible to make up for the mistakes of the Universal Society."

George raised his lips and smiled, "This is what happens when you seek skin from a tiger."

Now that the scandal of Charman is raging in the British emperor, if the second crown prince Weston wants to put aside the relationship and protect himself, he can only ignore it.

Prince George waved his hand thoughtfully, and the assistant secretary left the main hall knowingly.

Not long after, he picked up the phone again and dialed the old fox, "Old Shang, it really is a treasure."

Shang Zonghai, who was on the other side of the receiver, was wearing a white Tai Chi suit, put down the Tai Chi sword casually, took a towel from Wei Ang and wiped his forehead, "Why did you say that?"

George's eyes fell on the flickering cigar, and it took a long time before he laughed and said, "The Charman family will be today, don't say it's not because of you."

Hearing this, Shang Zonghai stretched his eyebrows, walked to the gazebo and sat down without haste, "They will have today, and it is entirely their own fault."

Prince George laughed silently, "Stop playing around with me, the council will start discussing the agenda soon, if you want to pass the resolution, you'd better do something else. Otherwise, the existing scandals are not enough for the royal family to come forward to deprive title of nobility."

Shang Zonghai ended the call after responding, and Wei Ang also brought a cup of tea at the right time, "Sir, just now Prince Wu Lu sent someone to send the news that the Senate of the Cabinet Office is about to start the matter of impeaching the leader of Myanmar, and the staff of the Tan family have passed the unanimous vote .”

"Well, tell Lao Tan, don't leave troubles behind." Shang Zonghai sipped his tea, looking relaxed and comfortable.

...

At the same time, the experimental ward of the hospital.

Xiao Yehui's right leg was wrapped in gauze, and he was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out of the window far away.

He doesn't have a mobile phone, no confidants, and his back looks a bit lonely and helpless.

The experimental ward was strictly guarded by Zuo Xuan and others, and there was no means of communicating with the outside world.

In such a predicament, Xiao Yehui remained calm and composed.

He seemed calmer than usual and was very cooperative with the hospital's treatment.

At this time, there was a sound behind him, Xiao Yehui was as motionless as a mountain, as if he had never heard it.

The sound of shallow footsteps gradually approached, until a gun touched the back of his head, Xiao Yehui's expression finally became turbulent, "You are still alive."

Yin Mo's appearance seemed to be within his expectation.

Even if he didn't look back, he could be sure that it was her.

Yin Mo held the gun tightly, and pressed the muzzle of the gun against the back of his head forcefully, "How can I seek revenge from you when I'm dead?"

"Heh..." Xiao Yehui laughed hoarsely in his throat, he straightened his back, and said lightly, "Mama Yin is not dead, why do you seek revenge from me?"

Yin Mo subconsciously pulled the trigger, gritted his teeth, "Xiao Yehui, why do you have the face to mention my mother?"

"A servant is really not worth talking about." Xiao Yehui turned the wheelchair with one hand, ignoring the black muzzle, and slowly moved towards the hospital bed, "Put it away, even if you want revenge, it's not your turn to do it. "

In front of him, Yin Mo was always a bit shorter in imposing manner.

Because Xiao Yehui can always accurately speak to her mind.

Yin Mo lowered his hands, eyes full of hatred, "You didn't expect that you would have today, did you?"

As she spoke, she walked up to him and pressed her toes against the wheelchair, forcing him to be unable to move, "Xiao Yehui, I really can't kill you, but..."

Yin Mora's long tone contained obvious threats and mockery, and when Xiao Yehui raised his eyes, she ruthlessly punched the corner of his mouth with a fist.

Xiao Yehui's handsome face was missed, but he didn't say a word.

Even though the corner of his mouth was splashed with blood, he just wiped off the blood with his thumb, and sneered in a hoarse voice, "Punch me to vent your anger? Captain Yin, you always do this kind of useless work."

Yin Mo was furious, and hit his left brow bone with the gun butt, "This punch will beat you for my mother."

"This punch will beat you for Seven Cubs."

"This punch..."

Yin Mo knew that she was taking advantage of others, but she couldn't let go of it if she didn't do anything.

The seven sons of the frontier fell apart because of Xiao Yehui, and his mother was injured because of him.

Too many emotional entanglements made Yin Mo lose his mind, punching to the flesh, wishing to tear Xiao Yehui to pieces.

until--

"Second, that's enough."

A clear and light voice sounded from behind, but Yin Mo played too deeply, as if all his senses were blinded by hatred.

Li Qiao stood in place wearing a hospital gown, and looked at He Chen beside her with complicated eyes.

He Chen pulled his lips, strode forward, hugged Yin Mo from behind, and warned in a low voice, "Be honest."

Yin Mo's fist was empty, and his movements stopped.

Li Qiao paced forward and patted Yin Mo on the shoulder.

If Zuo Xuan hadn't sent someone to inform her, I'm afraid Xiao Yehui would really be beaten to death by Yin Mo today.

Yin Mo's red eyes gradually focused, and when she turned her head to see Li Qiao, she pulled her lips stiffly, "Qiaoqiao..."

She didn't notice that her back was pressing against someone's chest. The moment her adrenaline surged, she just wanted to kill Xiao Yehui.

Li Qiao raised her chin towards the door, "Go out and calm down."

Yin Mo nodded, and when he turned around, his forehead hit He Chen's chin.

She raised her head, her gaze was a little dazed.

After the intense outburst, followed by exhaustion.

Yin Mo pursed her lips, her tone was low and indifferent, with a hint of aggrieved coquetry, "You're here."

He Chen raised his eyebrows playfully, "Well, I'm here."

He wanted to hear what she had to say next.

Yin Mo's thoughts were confused, and he didn't notice He Chen's expression, so he shook his head, "Oh."

He Chen who was full of anticipation: "..."