Vol 2 Chapter 177: Meet the two kings

On the first floor of the day, he came to Ninghe Lane today, and he must not escape their eyes and ears. Then, they will know that Yuan Qiu is a Lantern Festival.
So what he has to do now is to prevent this from happening to Liang Wangfu. At least he can't let Liang Wang know before he rescues Yuan Qiu.
The pigeons flew into the Liangwang House and fell into an inconspicuous bungalow.
A white hand emerged from the inner window, gently caught the pigeon, removed the small bamboo tube that the pigeon was tied to the foot, and pulled out a small paper roll from the bamboo tube.
The small paper roll unfolds and only a few words are written on it.
The small note ignites on the oil lamp and instantly turns into ashes.
It was a pair of delicate and beautiful hands, especially the elegant posture when holding the pen, which made people forget to breathe when they were.
The small words of Qingya Xiuzhi fell on the piece of paper and were quickly stuffed into the bamboo tube. The pigeons brought out the Liangwang House and flew to Jingwang House, which is separated from the Eight Streets.
"Wang Ye, Liang Wangfu replied over there." Xing Ying squeezed the bamboo tube into the study of Zhu Xi.
Zhu Xi quickly stepped out of the book case, greeted Xing Ying, a bamboo tube handed over by Xing Ying, and carefully removed the small paper roll inside, even if it was the mood of stealing enemy intelligence on the battlefield. So nervous at this time.
The small piece of paper was pushed open, and it was just a few words, but it made his brow furrows loose.
"Everything is well, it is determined to protect."
Zhu Xi broke the piece of paper and turned his head to Xing Yingdao: "You arrange it, and the king will go to Liangwang House tomorrow."
Xing Ying should be retired, and the brightly lit study room will only have Zhu Xi alone. Before he returns to the book case, he looks at the paintings that will be completed on the case. There is not much color on the drawing paper, only the light ink painting. The girl stood in front of the house, facing the wind, looking at the carriage that was far away. The wind blew her skirt and shook her black hair. The twinkling stars, like the stars, seemed to have thousands. Silken's disappointment.
Liang Wangfu
The butler hurriedly reported: "Wang Ye, Jing Wang Dian is down, and is waiting at Ruitang."
Sitting on the bedside of Zhu Xi heard the words, the body immediately sat up and asked: "What is he doing?"
The housekeeper replied: "Jing Wang said that I heard that you have a son and you have a visit."
On the side of Wang Hao, the face is in a dilemma: "Wang Ye, look at it, you still don't see him."
Zhu Xi shook his head, and there was a sneer in his mouth: "See, why don't you? Take him over and say that the king is not convenient to meet him and ask him to come to the Kwai Court."
The housekeeper should leave, but Wang Hao is puzzled: "Wang Ye, you look like this now, see him doing it? Maybe he is coming to joke."
Zhu Xi sneered: "What do you know about a woman? Zhu Xi, this person has always been arrogant, never put this king in his eyes, and will not even laugh at whoever sees who's jokes, of course, It is impossible to really visit the king. He must have other purposes today. I can’t see my eyes now. He will come soon. You will observe and observe him for this king."
Wang licked his mouth, his face was unpleasant, but his words were still obedient: "I understand."
Zhu Xi knew in her heart that the last time Yingying Valley ambushed Zhu Xi must be, Zhu Xi could not know the truth, but unfortunately, one hundred elites died, and he did not know what happened in Luoyinggu.
After a while, Jing Wang was like a gust of wind and scraped into the residence of Liang Wang's Kwai Courtyard. He just smiled when he stepped into the door. "Four brother, the younger brother is late, and I hope that my brother will forgive me."