The lucky Mr. Xia (1)
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Lord Xia wiped his sweat and took a deep breath.
Her hands were sweating as she clenched the memorial.
Eunuch Lu cast a glance at him. Knowing that he was Lulu's uncle, he kindly reminded him, " Lord Xia, if you don't hand in this Memorial, His Highness will leave the palace.
The sweat on Lord Xia's body became even more intense. How would he dare to hand it over!
The first two people who asked for money were still lying on the ground!
His Highness only cast a glance at them, and the two ministers did not say anything. He was directly hit in the head by the memorial.
Lord Xia was afraid that he would get a kick today.
He looked at eunuch Lu with a bitter smile. How could he still dare to ask for money?
He only trembled and didn't say anything. He lowered his head and handed it over.
Lu huaijiang flipped through it ...
We're finished, we're finished. He was probably going to smash his head.
Lord Xia couldn't help but gasp.