: 72. Yaohua Palace fires up

Standing in front of the majestic palace, Ye Lan sighed in the heart, this is her third time into the palace. In view of the previous two unpleasant experiences, this time, the Emperor’s call to the palace made her feel more vigilant and careful. Her definite king is finally a son-in-law. Under normal circumstances, even if the emperor wants to see her, it should be called in the name of Queen or Ye Zhaoyi.
"Ding Wang Hao, the emperor is inside. Please come in." The who led the road said with a little flattering whisper. Ye Liu looked at him from the side, and some slight impressions were the who had sent the wedding book to Yefu.
Yeli nodded, and the green sapphire was left outside. The Guardian was naturally unable to move in the palace. Yeli could only walk alone into the magnificent palace symbolizing power and wealth.
"The king of the king has seen the emperor, the emperor Wanan." The spacious palace seems to be cold and empty because of the lack of popularity, and Mo Jingyi sat high in the temple and looked down at the woman who bowed in the temple. For a long while, I said: "Make the king squat, flatten it." Ye Li got up and said: "Thank you for the emperor."
Ink Jingyi pointed to the chair on one side and said that the glass was sitting down. He said with a smile: "Since the winter, the body of the king has always been poor, I don't know if it is better now."
Ye Liu cognac whispered: "There is a concern for the Emperor, and now the weather is getting warmer, although the body of the prince is still owed, but it is much better than the winter." Mo Jing's eyes are slightly stunned, carefully looking at the manner of the woman under the Highness. Calm and peaceful seems to be just an ordinary young woman, but this kind of tranquility and calmness will appear less common in front of a king of the country. What's more, according to the news he got, Ding Wang was quite concerned about this Wang Hao. Can someone who does not have a little instinct pay attention to the king? It seems that... it turned out to be an eye-opener. Even Wang Di, whose eyes are higher than the top, ate a few times in her hand. I remembered that every time I mentioned Ye Liu in front of Mo Jingli, the other person’s face was painted as black as ink. Jing Hao began to really begin to suspect that it would be an insult to the other party or a help for such a woman to marry Mo Xiu. But it doesn't matter... he will solve these problems soon.
"It is necessary to take care of the king's palace and take care of the king. Wang Hao is really hard." Mo Jingxiao laughed.
"The emperor praised, these are the leaves should be done." Ye Liu replied faintly.
The two of you came to me for a long time, and Mo Jingzhen looked at the calm and irritated woman's heart. It seems that nothing has started since the given king pointed at the marriage. The original action of Mo Jingli, who had been doing some small moves in the dark, was getting bigger and bigger, and he was directly confronted with himself on the bright side. Because of the reasons of the Queen Mother and Li Wang, some people were faint in the hall. Before being sent to the shackles of the smashing snow, but inexplicably, the horse was kicked off the leg and the broken snow must be replaced by the keeper. He sent his own heart to the broken snow on the one hand to guard against the ink on the other, but also to guard against Nanxun. Although Murong Shen, who is now on, is a good one, he doesn’t care about it. The place where the snow is off is handed over to a person who is not his own confidant, which makes Mo Jingyi very uneasy. But... Going back to Barra again, Mo Jingyi had to admit that there were not too many people in his heart. At least he really couldn't find a convincing candidate to replace Murong Shen.
Thinking of the news just received, Mo Jingli even dared to secretly collude with the South Xinjiang saints and let Mo Jingzhen even more angry in the chest. But he can only endure that Mo Jingli is his brother, and he has no evidence at all that there is any relationship between Mo Jingli and the Nanjiang saint. No matter whether it is the Queen Mother or the minister who is related to Mo Jingli, he will not agree to dispose of him. He is an emperor, but many times he finds that he has not been so singularly imaginary, and often even a simple decision is bound by the parties.
"Ding Wang Yu, I originally gave you a marriage to a certain king, can you have a complaint in your heart?" Silence for a moment, Mo Jingyan stared at Ye Liu and asked a few sudden.
A glimpse of the glass, the heart quickly thinking about what it means to be in the end, but the face is calm: "The emperor's marriage is the grace of the glaze, the glaze will have resentment?"

Oh?
Mo Jingyi looked down at her with interest and smiled.
You were originally Li Wang’s personally married, and the younger brother of Wang’s literary talents is a master of Jingcheng Junjie. You are the leader of Jingcheng Junjie. Because a piece of paper has changed from Li Wang to a pity of everyone, do you really have no grievances in your heart?" Ye Lan’s eyes flashed slightly and smiled: "Li Wang retired, the emperor pointed out Afterwards, the emperor's marriage just solved the dilemma of Ye Liu. How could Ye Li feel resentful?"
"Do not blame... Then, is it resentful to Li Wang? Also, according to what I know, Wang Di’s loss in the hands of Ding Wang’s hand can be more than once.

Ye Zi’s heart jumped and smiled:
The emperor laughed. Ye Li He De can dare to let Li Wang suffer. I don’t know... The emperor today specially called Ye Li to tell me what to do.
In this way, probably until noon she still Can't get out of the palace. It is not a good thing for a woman to get along with the emperor for too long without the companionship of the palace.
Mo Jingyan looked at her and smiled: "Very good, I like smart people. Since this is not the case, I don't wrestle with Wang Hao. Ding Wang Yu, Mo Jingli and the South Xinjiang women colluded with the matter can be informed?" Coveted, Christine said: "Return to the emperor, Ye Liu dumb... Li Wang and what is the story of the southern Xinjiang saints do not quite understand."
"I don't understand?" Mo Jingyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Lidao as if he smiled and laughed: "Ding Wang has a very trusting trust with Wang Hao. According to what he knows, Wang Dianzhong has a lot of things in the King's House. Wang Hao now knows what to say to him? Wang Hao can know... what is the crime of deceiving the king?" Ye Li half-concealed in the middle of the squatting through a trace of cold, looking down at the ground: "Bullying the death penalty. Just... if the emperor is sure The King’s House knows why Li’s affairs are not directly asking Wang Ye? Ye Li is just a female stream, even if he is in charge of the King’s House, he will not ask about these things.
"Let's relax!" Mo Jing screamed, staring at Ye Liu's eyes with a hint of haze and murder. If it is an ordinary woman, it may be scared by the murder that can be released. But for Ye Liu, this threat and intimidation is not enough.
Get up a faint blessing, "The leaves are smashed, please the emperor for forgiveness."
Ink 祁 祁 , , , , , , , , , 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨You must be clear. You may wish to go back and ask him to consider the question of embarrassment." In the heart of Ye Liu, is the emperor threatening himself?
"Thank you for the emperor to mention the point. Ye Liu will take good care of it." Ye Lidao.
Seeing Ye Liu is so uninteresting, the anger in the eyes of Mo Jingyan is even worse. But he also knows that he can't decide how to be a king in the palace. Just staring at Ye Liu for a long time, I snorted and let people go out with leaves.
"The emperor." Looking at Ye Liu's departure, the look of Mo Jingyan's eyes flickered and unpredictable. A young man with a plain and unremarkable appearance came out from the back hall and looked at Mo Jingyi respectfully. Ink 祁 祁 calmed down the anger in his chest and looked at the man: "It was really a mistake to point the leaf to the ink repairing. How did Ye Wenhua do it? This glaze is more than his four daughters. It’s not easy to deal with! With her Xu family, she won’t support Mo Xiu.
The young man whispered:
Xu’s family has not had too much contact with the King’s Palace. What’s more, it’s really not good to anger Xu’s now. "The young people sigh in the heart, the emperor is everything, it is too suspicious." And when they are secretly confronting Li Wang and the Queen Mother, it is really inappropriate to build more enemies. If the Xu family was pushed to the king of Li or the king because of the suspicion of the emperor, then it would be worth the loss.
The youth’s advice to Mo Jingyi did not know, but he could not control the situation with all his power and made him feel anxious. Waving his hand, Mo Jingyan frowned and asked: "When the early dynasty, the Chinese national public sings to help the Nanxun royal family, what do you think?"
The young man pondered for a moment and nodded: "Hua Guogong is a country, and his proposal is really beneficial to us. But we don't have to rush to settle the rebellion for them, let the Nanzhao King and the South Xinjiang Virgins kill each other. Yes, as long as we give some help when we need it, we will remember the emperor’s grace compared to the Nanxun Wang.
Mo Jingyan frowned and thought:
You said it makes sense, you have to look at it. What does the younger brother want to do? He wants to help the South Xinjiang saints, but he wants to help the Nanzhao royal family. He wants to see who he won last time!" The youth frowned and looked at the face of Mo Jingyu’s sneer. After all, I still suppressed my worries. I hope that the emperor will not bet too much energy in South Xinjiang.
"I have seen Ding Wang, Ye Zhaoyi has a request."
When I first came out of the temple, I met the who was already waiting in the Yeh Palace in the side. Ye Li frowned slightly. In October, Ye Hao gave birth to a prince, which was the sixth emperor of the emperor. However, Ye Hao’s position in the palace did not rise as originally expected, and it was still Zhaoyi. At the same time, she became the only one in the post-mortem of all the emperors who were born. This made the position of Ye Hao, who had a lot of taste in the first half of the year, immediately become a little bit smashed. Even if there are two younger sisters who are princes, there is not enough status in the palace to make Ye Hao’s days difficult. Ye Zixin understands that this is only a warning from Ye Jingyao to Ye Family.
After thinking about it, Ye Lidao said: "This is a bit uncomfortable. I want to go back to the government to rest, and please ask Ye Zhaoyi for forgiveness."
"Wang Hao..." The apparently did not expect Ye Liu to refuse so simply, and some horrified words: "Wang Hao, Ye Zhaoyi asked Wang Hao to see her sister's feelings and go to see her." Glass frown, Mo Jingyi has already stared at her, presumably the Queen Mother will not be too far away. Going to see Ye Hao now is not good for her or for Ye Hao himself. Last year, she said that if Ye Hao wants to live peacefully in this deep palace, it is best not to mix those things. It seems now that Ye Hao is still blending in. Also, since Ye Jia has already broken into this drowning, Ye Hao is afraid that he can't avoid even if he is in the deep palace. "But let's take the lead."
"Thank you, Wang Hao." Hearing her answer, the who was happy with the eunuch, quickly rushed to the Yaohua Palace in Ye Hao.
Compared with the first time that Yeli saw it at Yaohua Palace, but still pregnant with radiant leaves, the current Ye Hao is obviously eclipsed a lot. Holding the little prince who is still in the middle of the squat, sitting on the soft couch, the beautiful face is filled with sorrow and gloom. Seeing Ye Li came in and quickly wanted to get up, Ye Li shook his head and said: "The second sister is not polite."
Ye Hao retired from the people around him, watching Ye Liu, although indifferent, apparently more elegant and graceful than the previous months, some bitter smile: "I thought the three sisters would not come to see me." Coveted and whispered: "The second sister should know that there is no benefit to seeing you and the little prince now." Ye Hao stunned, looking down at the child who still had nothing in his arms, smiled bitterly: "How can I I don't know, just... I am in the situation now. Three sisters have also seen it. What do you think I can do with the three sisters?" Ye Liu frowned: "The second sister now has a small emperor who can take care of the children with peace of mind. The emperor is also worried." I don’t know what my own flesh and blood are. Father’s things... The second sister will not mix again.
Other things, even if Ye Hao has the heart, there is no such ability. The game between the emperor and the Queen Mother Li could not help me. Instead, it will be affected by Ye Shangshu’s foot on two boats. If the last ink scene wins, she has a prince's body protection and there is always no murder. If Mo Jingli wins, she will not return to the power of a woman.
Ye Hao holding the child, looking at the glaze for a long time, faintly said: "The grandmother is wrong, my father is also wrong. Yinger that temper I know, things are not enough to defeat. No matter whether Li Wang is losing or winning, Simei Will not bring any glory to Ye Family. And the emperor... Wait until the emperor can do an arbitraric day, his father’s behavior today is only afraid of the disaster of Ye Jia."
"Is it really because of the father's business, has not been promoted for the second sister?" Ye Lidao.
"Otherwise, why?" Ye Hao smiled, and there was a bit of sadness in his smile. When she first entered the palace, she also worked hard, and she was taller than the sky. But gradually she discovered that the palace was never as good as she thought. The emperor's favorite is Liu Guifei, who is unparalleled in his talents. The most respected emperor is the queen who is famous for his atmosphere. I am proud of myself, but nothing is in this beautiful palace. Even the initial favor is just watching the father's loyalty. Once the father was found to be less loyal than he had imagined, the sorrowful emperor wouldn't bother to leave her again.
The emperor is ruthless. Regardless of whether Ye Hao is willing or forced to go this way, Ye Liu can't give her too much sympathy. "The second sister asked me to come, but what is the matter?"
Ye Hao looked at her cold and plain look. After all, she shook her head and said, "I am crazy about it. Even if I ask the three sisters to help our mother and child, the three sisters will not agree." Ye Lidao: "I can't help." Second sister, now... I am afraid that no one can help anyone. Since the second sister knows the relationship between the emperor and Li Wang, then she should also know the situation of the palace. Isn’t it better than the second sister?

Ye Hao sighed and said: "I used to be clever and clever. Now I know that Sanmei is the smart person among our sisters."
Ye Liu frowned slightly and said: "Since the second sister has nothing to do, I will go back first."
Ye Hao quietly hugged the child on the soft couch, looking at the eyes of Ye Liu with a faint apology, Ye Li suddenly got up and stunned, but only felt dizzy, and a black plop fell in front of him. On the ground. Ye Hao silently looked at the glass falling on the ground and whispered: "Sorry for the three sisters, I am the mother of a child. I have to plan for my son."
In the spring of the 12th year of Dachu Pingdi, Yaohua Palace caught fire. Zhaoyi Ye and Liu Huangzi were killed in the fire. At that time, they visited Ye Zhaoyi’s King of the Yaohua Palace and disappeared.
"Wang Ye...Wang Ye! It's not good..." In the King's House, the ink mainsman, who has always been known for his calm and steady, rushed to the study room set in the main hall of the main courtyard.
Feng Zhiyao looked at the scene of a good play in the chair in the corner of the study, lazily smiled: "Auntie, can make the ink manager frightened like this, it seems really bad..." His voice did not fall, The ink manager has already reached the entrance of the study, and his face paled to the ink repair: "Wang Ye, Wang Hao... Wang Hao disappeared in the palace!" Feng Zhiyao stunned and immediately jumped up and shouted: "How is this possible? How is it good?" Will it disappear in the palace?" The two men turned their heads and looked at the ink repairing sitting on the side. Mo Xiuzhen seemed to scream at the gods. When the two looked at the past, they slowly put the books in their hands back to the table. on. Shen Sheng asked: "What happened?" The ink manager trembled: "When Wang Hao saw the emperor, Ye Zhaoyi of Yaohua Palace sent someone to ask Wang Hao to go over and said that there was something to do. Wait until the dark guard in the palace When the time came, the entire Yaohua Palace was already burning. Ye Zhaoyi and the six emperors lost their lives, Wang Hao... Wang Hao disappeared."
Mo Xiuyu leaned on the wheelchair and closed his eyes and asked: "Where did the green sapphire and sapphire go?"
"The green scorpion and the sapphire are not known." The ink manager said, "The green scorpion and the sapphire did not enter the Yaohua Palace with the king, but... the secret guards in the palace did not find them."
"Very good." The low voice of Mo Xiu's voice does not seem to be angry, but it makes people feel like a hail. The entire study seemed to be frozen in a layer of frost and cold in the blink of an eye. "Wang Hao is missing, and the two gimmicks are missing. The secret guards in the palace are ignorant. Very good... The king should praise these years. Is the secret guard really loyal?"
"Wang Ye asked for anger." Feng Zhiyao and the ink manager's face were all changed, both of whom pleaded guilty.
Ink repair did not look at the two, faintly waved: "To prepare, the king wants to enter the palace immediately. Feng Zhiyao, secretly block all the way out of Beijing, the king does not want to see any suspicious person leaving the capital. "Feng Zhiyao got up and said: "The subordinates obeyed." The ink manager hesitated a moment and said: "Wang Ye, your body is afraid of it now..." The words are not finished, and the ink repairs faintly come over, that sharp For example, the blade's eyes made the ink manager tremble, and the rest of the words lingered in the throat. Feng Zhiyao’s eye hurriedly took the ink manager and went out. The ink manager wrinkled his worries:
Wang’s body can’t afford it now...this...
Wang Hao’s disappearance is also anxious, but if the prince falls The King’s Palace did not need anyone else to calculate it, and it was time to finish. Feng Zhiyao shook his head and said: "You know that Wang Ye’s temper, it’s useless to say anything now. Come and ask Mr. Shen to come over. It’s best to let Mr. Shen follow the palace together.

The ink manager also went straight to Feng Zhiyao’s words, and he had to sigh and rush to the guest house where he was temporarily living. Feng Zhiyao looked back and looked at the silent and silent study room. He had to sigh in his heart and hope that Ye Liu would be safe.
In the study, Murray’s silent head stared at the hands on the armrests. Because of the long illness, it seems that the overly pale back of the hand does not know when it has been covered with a thin layer of frost. Inklessly looked at the faceless expression as if he did not notice the abnormality of his hands. Gradually, the frost began to turn into thin water droplets, and finally turned into a light warm smoke transpiration into the study room without a trace. A trace of dark red blood slowly slipped from the ink repairing lips, and ink repaired his head and glanced at the blood stained on the pale blue shirt. Slowly took out the snowy handkerchief from the sleeve and slowly wiped the blood from the lips. "Ink View...you, find, die!"
At the moment, the palace was already in a mess, and Mo Jingying’s face was gloomy, staring at the eyes of everyone in the field, flashing suspicion and sorrow. Ye Hao and the little prince who had not been born for a long time were burned to death. He could not care, but if there is still a king, then he can't care. Mo Jingyi did not expect that he would be robbed in his own palace. Yes, the first time when things happened, Mo Jingzhen was alert that this is not an ordinary accidental water. This is a conspiracy against himself. The king died in the palace, and he was still recruited by himself... Ink Jingzhen couldn’t imagine how much wave would be set if the Mohist army and the black cloud ride were troubled by this incident. Although the first time of the incident, he sent his own confidant to guard the capital guards, but his heart is still unsettled.
His eyes fell on the side of the Queen's body, and the eyes of Ink is more complicated and difficult to distinguish. If you want to ask who is suspected by Mo Jing, the first one to make him doubt is his mother. Growing up from the Queen Mother, he naturally understood his unmistakable character as a mother. From the admiration of the time admiration to the current unbearable, Mo Jingyi did not want to admit that he was still somewhat fearful of the Queen Mother.
Then look at Mo Jingli, who is sitting on the side of things, and the anger in the eyes of Mo Jingyan gradually recedes. He can't mess with his own size now, and there are people who are more difficult to deal with. And he... is the emperor, he can't back down.
"Definite king!"
The people present at the scene, the last time I saw Mo Xiu was also in June last year. At that time, it was no different from ordinary people to look at the ink repairs. It also made many people worry more or less. However, it was not a few months before the news that the king was seriously ill, and the King’s House was closed as a guest. This puts the heart of many people slowly and slowly. Now in the early spring, the climate of Chujing still carries some cold chill. In the wheelchair, Mo Xiu was pushed in by Ajin, wearing a light blue silky cloak on his body, and the prince of the white embroidered silver dragon was exposed at the neckline. Even if the mask is covered by half of the face, it can still be seen that the face of the ink repair is not good. Some pale white skin that is different from ordinary people shows that he is still sick.
"Chen Ding Wang Moxiu met the emperor, the queen. I have seen the Queen Mother." Mo Xiuzhen sat in a wheelchair and said lightly.
The hall was awe-inspiring, and Mo Jingyi converges on the mind, and sighs: "Ding Wang is exempt."
Ink repair said: "Thank you for the emperor. Forgiveness is rude, what is the emperor?"
In the hall, everyone looked at each other, and Mo Jingyi glanced at the completely indifferent Queen Mother and Mo Jingli's eyes, and looked at the Queen. The Queen looked at Mo Jingyi with a faint look, and sighed in her heart and said: "Ding Wang, at that time, Wang Hao was also in the Yaohua Palace. I am afraid that it has already been... still ask for the King's Day."
"Falling sorrow?" Inklessly sweeping through the people in the temple, Shen Sheng asked: "The king of the king was enshrined in the palace, and now people have disappeared and you told the king's day to mourn?"
"Yaohua Palace has a fire, and Ye Zhaoyi's six princes and the Yaohua Palace's palace people have already found it. Only the king is missing. The king said that it may be that the king is fortunate enough to be spared." The right color, "just now... the king will not see anyone, and he will not see the dead. This Yaohua Palace fire is really weird."
Ye Ying sat next to Mo Jingli and had already cried red eyes. She did have some cockroaches and did not hate the glaze, but she did not expect that the two sisters would be gone. And Ye Hao was really good to her when she was at her parents' house. In the past six months, her relationship with Ye Li has also eased a lot. The life of Wang Hao of Li Wangfu made her understand many things that Wang did not teach her. Therefore, she knew in her heart that the death of Ye Hao and Ye Li was absolutely not good for her. "The Queen Mother, the emperor, how can my second sister's Yaohua Palace suddenly catch fire, how can it be so skillful that the third sister is also inside? Seeking the Queen Mother and the Emperor for two My sister is the master."
Mo Jingli took a look at Ye Ying and scorned one voice: "If you want to blame it, you will not be able to blame it. The good end is not running around with the palace, but is it just buried with Ye Zhaoyi and the Six Emperors?"
Liu Guizhen sat next to Mo Jingyi. After listening to Mo Jingli’s words, he raised his head and asked coldly:
The meaning of Li Wang is that someone wants to harm Ye Zhaoyi and the Six Emperors. Is it that Wang Hao is only accidentally implicated?
Mo Jingli sneered Dao: "Isn't this very natural? Who has such a courage and the ability to arson in the palace? And it just happened to burn Ye Zhaoyi and the six emperors? Who knows if Yeli saw what was being seen? Is it ruined? Even if it hasn’t been burned, people should always be in the palace.

Inkeye blinked and stared at Mo Jingli: "What do you think of Li Wang?"
Mo Jingli smiled and said: "The younger brother has no opinion, but since the king of the king is now unable to see the dead or the dead, we must always give an explanation to the courtiers and the people. It is impossible to say that Wang Hao has disappeared in the palace. If so, who else will the court ministers dare to enter the palace?" The Queen frowned: "What does Li Wang mean?"
"Back to Huangfu, the younger brother means that it is best to search in the palace. If the king is still alive, he is still in the palace. Maybe even the murderer can find it. We are so many people here. Sitting on the murderer will not run to us in front of it. Isn't it? I think the king and the king are a meaning. Do you say ink repair?"
Of course, Mo Jingyi did not want to search for his own harem, but he could not disagree with Li’s proposal of integrity and the indifference of the king’s expression. I can almost imagine that I will not be able to wait until tomorrow. This will become a joke that spreads to every corner of the big Chu. In the heart of Mo Jingyi, he hated that his younger brother, Wang Di, now does not miss every opportunity to smear his face.
Mo Xiu did not participate in the mighty search, but stayed in the partial hall to rest on the grounds of physical discomfort. He knew in his heart that the so-called search by Mo Jingli could not find any useful clues. It is quite possible to find a bunch of messy things in the backyard of Mojingjing. If he usually does not mind to follow it, but now his mood is very bad, and it is the limit to say a few words to those people in the hall.
"Wang Ye, your body..." Shen Yang and the ink manager, standing on the left and right, stood behind Mo Xiu, and asked with concern.
Ink repaired his hand and stopped him. He shook his head and said: "This king is fine. Tell Feng Zhiyao to give up the palace, and Ari is not in the palace."
Shen Yang raised his eyebrow and asked: "Wang Ye is so sure that Wang Hao is still alive?"
"A Glass since I went to visit Ye Zhaoyi, I should be with Ye Zhaoyi at that time. Even the bones of the six emperors were found, but Ali was gone... I will never escape the Yaohua Palace, so... "Mo Xi Xiu frowned and thought, Yaohua Palace burned a big fire, and now it is impossible to find any clues." The dark guard felt outside the Yaohua Palace at the first time of the fire, but did not see Ali. Moreover, the fire in Yaohua Palace is too fast...
"Come on."
"Wang Ye." An unremarkable old appeared in the invisible side door of the temple, respectfully waiting for the instructions of ink repair.
Ink repaired indifferently: "Go and see, there are no secret passages or secret rooms in Yaohua Palace. Also, Ye Zhaoyi often contacts people before his death. Finally... send a doctor to see the body of Ye Zhaoyi and the six emperors. ""
The old is not surprised by the instructions of the ink repair, the old face full of wrinkles is still calm, respectfully said: "Subordinates obey, will not be the life of the lord."
Ink repaired a sigh of relief and said faintly: "This time the king is not going to pursue it. If the rest of the matter is still not working well, you will not have to come to see the king again."
"Thank you, Wang Ye, the subordinates retire."
A Li, this king knows that you will not have anything... certainly not!