Chapter 453: 1.453 farewell

Chapter 453: Farewell
Qiao Mu was dubiously pulled back to the stool, combed her long hair, and Murong Xu reached out and hugged her, "Well, Master is leaving, you alone, take care of yourself on the road, and go home quickly, Ok?"
Arbor frowned and nodded hesitantly.
"That's good. Obedient is a good boy! Well, Master is gone, you are good." Murong Xun nodded with satisfaction, pulling her eyes back from her forcefully, turned and went out the door, even head Didn't look back.
Soon, Shen Shui Zong's team set off, and Qiao Mu ran out and stood at the door a bit embarrassed, always feeling something wrong.
I saw Lord Sanfeng lead the crowd away, Yang Xirong and Lu Yun turned back and shook her hands. Everyone was full of smiles and waved their hands to say goodbye to her.
The tree was very weak, and stood at the door for a long time.
It wasn't until Merlin called her a low voice that she turned back and looked at him sideways.
"What's wrong? Has anything happened?" Morin stretched her hand and squeezed it gently.
Qiao Mu thought about it, or shook his head, "Are you leaving now?"
It's time for him to leave Beijing for so long.
"Or else, I'll send you back to Xiqiao?" Mo Lian said with a smile.
The returning wind appeared like a ghost to the Prince, and said coldly mechanized, "His Royal Highness, the King has ordered you to return within three days."
"Three days, you can fly alone? You can fly but you can't fly to Beijing?" Mo Lian gave him a sting.
At this time, the king in the South Study Room was throwing a pile of broken pieces on the ground with a headache. "Have you got an eight hundred limousine in the rush? Did the Prince reply to a letter saying when will he return to the widow?"
Gong Changan knelt down on the ground in pain and shook his head again and again, "The old slave has sent two extra letters!"
"This boy!" The king was so angry that he wanted to drop the tea cup, only to find that the tea cup had just been dropped, and the debris eunuchs had just finished packing.
"Why are so many things left for the widow?"
Gong Changan shed tears silently: King, these things are your backlog these days, really can't spread to His Royal Highness!
"In the past, it was not fast for him to do things. He watched the three-day memorial for a long time! Why are there so many today? Come over and see! Why is this Ministry of Engineering crying poor! Every month Reach out to the widow for food! The widow is almost eating his own bran! "
Gong Changan: ... the king in the fury, he really didn't want to talk about it! Could you let him back down! In the past, when the Prince was dealing with state affairs, where was there such a big movement, the cup fell for a while and the brush was washed, and Gong Changan felt that it was not easy to do what they did!
"In the past, I asked if the boy had sent a letter back! Did you say when you will return?" The king wrote a cross on He Qizheng's memorial, asking for your sister's food, no!
King, you asked five times today! Help me ...
Hui Feng looked at his master with a different look. Without words, he just stared silently.
Master, if you make a detour to Xicheng, you will not be able to return to Beijing for three days!
"Go back to Beijing with Xiaoxue." Qiao Mu reached out and touched the snow leopard's head squeezed between the two. "Xiao Xue's feet are fast, it may not work in three days, and he should be there in four or five days."
"I'm not in a hurry," Murray murmured softly.
(End of this chapter)