634 virtual reality is difficult to distinguish

He will have countless means, and none of them can involve him. Unfortunately, it can only be others. Let's see why the thirteen princess wanted to marry him at the beginning, but later regarded him as a fierce beast resolutely wanted to divorce.

As for Dongfang Xu, the lord of the country... Humph, why do you want to add to the crime? Because of the thirteenth princess, he wanted Qian Yumo to be buried in the snowy sea, but now he has such an opportunity to jump down? If possible, she really suspects that it is the initiative of the country, but she just wants to put the blame and lead the trouble.

Now, there is a continuous rumor outside, but there is no news in the palace. There is only one news that the master of the country is sick in bed and is in danger.

Luo Wen'er looked out of the window...

At this moment, it is early autumn. The weather is hot and cold, and the golden wind is warm.

The sunlight sprinkled light and dark between the branches and leaves, rocking on the ground and on the window, spreading on her face.

These shadows are virtual and real, shaking left and right, just like someone's heart, just like her heart.

A fallen leaf floated to her hand.

When she picked it up, she suddenly remembered that when she was in the palace, he went to the cabinet to discuss matters, and she had written on the fallen leaves because she was bored.

The maple leaves of Ningbi Garden, with his name, are particularly beautiful.

It's just that the ink is not easy to dry on the leaves, so she put it in the light to dry and take a nap. When I woke up, the leaves were gone. A few days after, I found that he was neatly sandwiched in the book room...

Turning the still green fallen leaves, his mood fluctuates.

Amo, what on earth are you thinking?

Do you want to borrow from illness and delay the use of troops in China? Because if the vassal states take action at this time, they will not be kind, and the Celestial Empire will not allow it for the sake of face, because after all, there is no real evidence for the assertion that you are the murderer of the thirteenth princess, and you can take the opportunity to investigate who is the real murderer.

Or are you waiting for that man to send troops to help? But that man... today, will he?

If...

Amo, what should you do?

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In the second half of the year of the lunar calendar, Shengjing and even the boundless people spent their time in a kind of extreme excitement.

This excitement includes tension, fear, expectation and hesitation, all brewing in countless speculations, in restaurants and teahouses, in the streets and alleys, or whispering, or talking loudly.

It can be said that the impact of the death of the thirteen princess is immeasurable, from the international to the people's livelihood.

Today, the most prosperous business in Shengjing is the major bookstores, and the fastest-selling is "Beijing Caiyun", which has become a daily magazine, and 30,000 copies of Japanese printing are also in short supply. Even if there are often conflicts in the content, such as what was said yesterday, it will be overthrown today and established tomorrow, but it will still be robbed. It was empty and had a lot of momentum when the Xiangdou Conference was held.

At the same time, a new industry came into being - newsboy.

Every morning, there will be a child who sends the "Beijing Caiyun" with only a thin piece of paper with the fragrance of ink to each family, allowing people to find the fate of the country from the lines and speculate about their own future.

This accident brought Luo Wener endless benefits, but she was not happy, because the news from the palace was that the man was always sick and even critical several times. At present, she didn't know where she invited a master and was hanging her life with internal force. She once ventured to sneak into the palace, but she didn't know where he was. They had spent several cold and summers together and snuggled together in the Bichi Palace, but the lights were empty.

It's like a boundless prospect...

It has been half a year since the imperial edict flew to Daliao, but the Holy King of Tianyi has not replied for a long time. It is said that the Holy King is not in Daliao. Because the princess left, the Holy King has gone to look for it for more than half a year.

How could Xia Yubing run away?

Although listening to Ximen Ye's vague narration, I know that this couple is a little strange, can Qian Yuyi really force the omnipotent cloud saint to this point? According to her understanding of the man, he only advances and never retreats. Although he is brave and tough, he is straightforward. He is not without strategy, but his strategy has never been used on women. He is also thick and thin, but his details are by no means suitable for women's dewdness. If it were Qian Yumo, she would be convinced.

And, did Xia Yubing really leave? Where have you been? Why did you leave? The palace of Daliao Palace is heavily guarded, and even if the ability of the cloud-descendant saint is unpredictable, it is difficult to fly. There are also thousands of wings. Are you really looking for Xia Yubing? Isn't it...

She didn't dare to think about it. As long as she moved her mind, she would be frightened, because Qian Yuyi refused to let go of that position, even if she divided the world equally. And now he is not what he used to be in terms of city government and scheming. Sometimes she felt that he was unfathomable, like a hidden falcon in the dark night, spreading its wings to attack at any time.

Maybe she was scared by her imagination. Perhaps her imagination is far from his real inexplicable.

He doesn't necessarily want that seat, but his loss and years of forbearance make him just want to prove that he is the most suitable person for that position.

Is a decisive battle coming?

Luo Wener pushed open the window.

Out of the window, there is continuous snow. In the distance, several firecrackers sounded sporadicly, accompanied by the children's laughter.

A gust of wind swept the snowflakes, stirred the wind chimes, and rushed into the room like snow silk, but disappeared at the moment of flying in, but the breath belonging to the year had quietly arrived.

She couldn't help but be stunned.

Because too many things have happened in this year and I have been worried all day long, the time has passed so unconsciously. She seems to keep running, busy and anxious, and those who are also worried about her are now packing up their mood and preparing for the Spring Festival.

She stood in the cold for a long time until Mao Mao sneezed and closed the window.

Turn around and touch the hairy little brain.

Mao Mao's sensible crooked head: "Mom, I'm not cold."

Doudou seemed to be completely unaware of everything around her, only fiddling with the homework assigned to her by Luo Wener... to distinguish and find out the spices that are born and compatible with each other.

She looked focused, and she was not as naughty as usual. Her small face became more and more refined, and she looked like a thousand feathers of snow.

"Mom, you see, I have silenced the Three-character Classic, and it only took half an hour." Mao Mao was dissatisfied with her attention to Doudou and hurriedly showed herself: "Mom, I'm so smart. Can I go to school next year? Mr. Qin said that if I am willing to join him, he must devote his life to teaching me to become a champion. Mother, I will definitely ask you for a lifetime lady then!"

Since her escape, Mao Mao has often used this matter to grind her in addition to her efforts to whitening and incense.