Chapter 107: Turning around (3)


"Thank the Emperor for grace, thank the Emperor for grace." Liu Wencheng was relieved and hurriedly bowed to Xie En. This kind of thing happened. It would be great to be able to save his life, where he dare to expect any freedom.
"Xie Father." King Wei wanted to speak to refute himself, but was pulled by the right-hander before he could say anything. He looked at the gestures of right-hander's eyes, reluctantly, but also accepted the unnecessary charges.
"Retreat!" The emperor left two words in anger, and then the meteor strode away from the Golden Palace in the congratulatory gift of Baiguan. After the emperor's departure, an imperceptible smile raised in the corner of Qi's mouth, which disappeared instantly. No trace.
Beijing, King's Mansion ........
The fall of autumn, the green willow gradually became yellow, and the warm wind gradually became cool. The cleaned front of King Nan's palace was spotlessly clean, and even if the leaves were flying, it still had no effect on its cleanliness. The fire-red maple leaves were entwined on the outer wall, rendering a few touches of beauty to the monotonous wall.
King Jinan's luxurious carriage drove back from the palace and stopped in front of the door. The majestic stone lion in front of the door greeted the people on the carriage. Baili Liumo came down from the carriage in a hidden blue python robe, glanced around indifferently, raised his feet, and walked into the palace. Different from the past, after the Baili Momo came down, the carriage that never allowed others to stop actually walked off another person, and the prince walked down from the top in a beige dress, full of spring breeze.
"Not only does your carriage look great, but even the level of comfort is superb, Xiaomo, you really will enjoy it, and you will not be treated like you." The prince gave him a handle from the emperor yesterday. There is a folding fan on the study of the famous master of the study, shake the folding fan, and show the landscape painting to Baili Liumo, saying, "Father Emperor is really eccentric. Treating Xiaomo is much better than treating loneliness."
"Put your pity on you. The folding fan in your hand is the work of the father ’s favorite calligraphy master. The king had to go back a few years ago. The father did not give it. Now it falls in your hands. It ’s not enough to explain whether the Emperor is in pain with you.
Baili Liumo gave the Prince a cold look, and said lightly, without sorrow or joy, without the jealousy the Prince wanted, striding across, directly in the direction of the study. Go on.
"It's really boring. I wanted to see Xiaomo's jealous expression. I didn't expect that he was still incomprehensible." The prince turned the folding fan over, looked at the landscape painting above, shook his head with a smile, and said sadly, Then followed in the footsteps of Baili Momo towards the study.
In the study, the sandalwood case is filled with freshly placed tea and snacks, and the incense burner emits a scent of fragrance. Baili Liumo is sitting on his warm jade chair, his eyes are lazily set on his eyes. On the Prince, he took a cup of tea and took a sip of tea, and said lightly, "Brace your head and come back to the king, what is your purpose?"
"Oh, this is a pretty good show, but Gu Gu is a bit unpleasant. I want to come to Xiao Mo Wei Gu to reveal the next part." The Prince patrolled for a long time, and didn't find another chair in the study. I had to go to the place opposite Baili Liumo, holding the book case in hand, smiled slightly, and said with a light smile, "If Xiaomo tells Gu that this is the end, Gu will be disappointed."
"You will know by then. If you know more now, it will not be fun when you see it." Baililimo looked up at the prince, lowered the tea cup in his hand, and said quietly, "I want to see a play It is necessary to be patient and finish singing all at once. How can you experience the excitement, it is always good to appetite. "
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