Chapter 194 Helpless

In the hall, a white and needless old man wanted to move forward several times but put down his steps. In the middle, she asked the maid to hand over tea several times, but it didn't have any effect. Seeing that it will be early in the morning for a few more hours, I can only be anxious.

"My emperor, it's late at night, why don't you rest?" Seeing the prince and the other two princes leave the palace, it was the time when the jackal was in charge. If there was anything else in front of him, how could he explain to the prince?

"Fuxi, you are old and talk a lot. What are you worried about all day long? I know my body." Xiao Huang shook his neck twice and pointed the pen in his hand to Fuxi, who remembered sweating on his forehead, sneered: "Okay, okay. Don't seem to be sorry for you. After reviewing this fold, I will go back to rest. Hearing the emperor's laughter, Fuxi fell to his knees.

Shaking his arms and shouting, "My emperor, there is nothing wrong with you. It's just this court..."

"I understand. Just looking at this pile of folds, I have a headache. Get up." He frowned and glanced at the folded child and sighed softly, "It's been a while since Prince Shuyu and Lao San Lao Liu went out."

Looking at his father who suddenly missed his son, Fuxi's nose was a little sour: "Go back to my emperor, I guess it has been more than two months, and he should be safe in the far northwest."

"Oh..." Fuxi hurried over and picked up Xiao Huangbei, who was about to get up, and told him to be careful of the steps: "Then there will be news from Youming Building soon."

"It's almost a few days. After all, one goes back and forth across the Northern Dynasty. Naturally, you have to be careful." The doorkeeper slowly opened the mahogany door, and Yinhui rushed into the room and Yinhui everywhere: "What's more, the three princes are the crown princes of the prosperous era. Naturally, the proud son of heaven can arrive safely." Listening to Fuxi's words like honey, Xiao Huangbei shook his head and laughed.

"You, at a young age, what you say is getting smoother and smoother, and I'm not afraid that I will become a faint king." He listened to the thick smile in his ears, and his face was full of fear.

"My emperor is a wise king in his prime, and he will never be shaken by others."

"Hehe...you." My emperor, be careful. I don't know which queen's palace will stay tonight? Along the way, Fuxi led Xiao Huangbei through the eaves and asked.

"Princess Mo, I've been busy with court affairs recently and really neglected her." While talking, he sighed again, and Fuxi bowed his head and said yes. He ordered the father-in-law with the lamp to go to Huaqing Palace to report and get ready.

Changle Palace.

"Mother, it's late at night." The deacon stood behind the palace lady and secretly looked up at the only man who was still waiting in the palace, with worries in her eyes.

"Your Majesty... should not come..." The gorgeous woman still held the door frame and said to herself, with indescribable loneliness: Recently, the state affairs have been busy, should she also share some for him?

The deacon's maid's nose was a little sore, but she couldn't bear to continue to wait so long: "Just now, General Manager Fu sent someone to tell me, my emperor..." The maid of honor wring her fingers, and she really couldn't say this kind of thing.

"In Huaqing Palace." He raised his feet and wanted to step out of the threshold, and then lowered his head and laughed at himself: "Look, isn't that bright place her place?"

The maid of honor really couldn't bear it and knelt down and sobbed, "Mother, don't do this. I will definitely understand that my mother treats him sincerely!" Shangguan Xianwu slowly turned around, and the gorgeous golden skirt was shining under the reflection of the palace lamp. The laughter became more and more lonely, and he slowly stretched out his hand to help the maid of honor: "Sincerely, it is the most unwanted thing for the royal family."

However...

The deacon's maid seemed to see a person outside the sky in tears. In a hurry, she got up and said, "No, it's because everyone doesn't have it that the mother's sincerity is precious. My emperor is just... just." The heat that surged up to her forehead slowly retreated, and the maid of honor hesitated and didn't know how to end it. She knelt down and begged the queen for forgiveness.

At the moment of shock just now, Shangguan Xianwu just smiled. Looking at the person who just got up knelt down again, he only sighed and walked to the bedroom: "It's dark at night. Take a rest."

"Yes..."

That side is unparalleled in pleasure, and I should understand it from entering this deep palace...

Sheng Lincheng, Yang Shangshufu, study.

" stewer, can the underworld come back?" Looking outside the house where there was nothing abnormal, Yang Wending put down the book quite annoyance and called for the stew.

"Master, not yet. I guess it's late today." The steward who had just heard the news from outside the door hurriedly replied.

"Is there any movement in the eldest prince?" No." The stewor's words are concise, and it's strange to say that the one in the palace is obviously not a regular prince. Why are the master and the eldest prince quiet instead? Then he realized what he was doing, and the stewman secretly threw away the things he shouldn't have thought about.

waved to the stewman down and paced alone in the study. The more he thought about it, the deeper he frowned: It seems that the prince was sure that they dared not move before they left the palace boldly.

"Damn! Unexpectedly, he was led by the nose. A punch hit the desk and shocked the paper and ink. The fists were clenched, not only that, but also the impenetrable prince was watching their every move.

Thinking of Xiao Canglan, who rarely appeared, Yang Wending's face flashed with a trace of unwillingness. But he was afraid of something, and his original fierce eyes flashed.

Fengqi is located south of the imperial city.

Oriental Mansion, a side hall in the backyard.

The door was gently pushed open from the outside. The cool breeze poured in and blew the indoor candlestick, making the shadow that was originally quietly reflected on the wall lively.

"Master." As the stewman Wei Yuan came in with the tea tray and the silverhui leaked all over the ground behind him. He gently put down the tea cup and looked at the room full of silver brilliance: "Wei Yuan, have you received any letter from Luo He?"

"No." After greeting the master to get up and see him ready to go out, Wei Yuan quickly took the cloak beside him and followed him in his arm. Dongfang Xigui stood outside the door and looked up at the silver stars: "Li'er, Yueer and others have not heard anything so far. I think it's safe now. And... those two are disappointing." Knowing that Wei Yuan was waiting quietly behind him, he knew that he was listening even though he was talking. However, when he said it was disappointing, the struggle clearly flashed on his face.

Behind him, the open door let the cool wind blow in at night, brushing the candlestick and fighting against the candlelight that was struggling alone. On the small case in the middle of the couch, one cup was not covered with tea, and the fragrance of the tea warmed one side. And the slowly rising heat, there is a kind of silent noise.

The sky continent, far northwest, thousands of feet cliff top.

With the dawn of Yin, the midnight fluorescence disappeared in the depths of the night, and it was time to go to the location of the map.

"Bend, why are these fluorescents not bright?" Halfway, the nerd reached out to hold one in the palm of his hand, which was very novel and worried.