When Xiao Yu came, Concubine Hui was originally rummaging through the cabinets to pack up her things, wanting to pick out some good ones for Gu Yuqing to use.

At the moment, this reason coincides with the wide open cage indoors.

The emperor swept over a few things on the table, pointed at Xiao Yu and said with a smile: "You have to drain all the treasures of your mother concubine before you are willing!"

Xiao Yu smiled and said: "I can't do it, anyway, my father often has to send my mother and concubine better, which is called the old one doesn't go, and the new one doesn't come." ”

The emperor sneered, "You can say it." "Pleasant look.

The warmth of the room is needless to say.

After a long time, Xiao Yu came out of the palace of Concubine Hui, turned his head and went back to the house, when he went back, Minglu had not yet returned, and he made an appointment with Gu Yuqing, and he only saw him in the afternoon, and there was nothing to do, Xiao Yu rushed into the study and began to rummage through those books about Miao Jiang.

From time to time, his thoughts were disrupted by Xiao Ke, who suddenly remembered.

At this time, in Xiao Yi's mansion, Xiao Yi was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard of the study with a gloomy face, and there was a tea cup on the stone table at hand, and the tea in the cup was still full, but it was already cold at some point.

The autumn sun was slightly drunk, accompanied by a gentle breeze, through the gradually withering branches overhead, sprinkled on Xiao Yi's body and feet, only this not warm sunshine, but it could not melt his ice-like face.

The clouds under the eyes are rolling, like a tsunami and earthquake, like a poisonous snake and beast.

was clenching his fists alone, exuding the same aura as the Shura field, and at the gate, Chu Yan led Luo Zhisong slowly.

Luo Zhisong is still wearing the same stone blue robe, his face is pale and bloodless, the sun hits his face, and he can't bring a trace of vitality, and the whole person is like a walking dead man.

His eyes drooped slightly, his eyelashes covered his eyes, and he walked in front of Xiao Yi to salute, Xiao Yi raised his hand casually, pointed to the stone bench opposite him, and asked Luo Zhisong to sit down.

Luo Zhisong was not humble, turned his head and sat down, Chu Yan immediately poured him a cup of hot tea, the tea vapor steamed, through the erratic mist, Luo Zhisong glanced at Xiao Yi, "Your Highness, has something unpleasant?"

Pick up the teacup at hand, hold it with both hands, just use the slightly hot cup to keep warm, but don't bring it to your mouth to drink.

After Luo Zhisong's question, Xiao Yi was full of resentment, as if he had finally found a pour, raised his hand and raised his fist, and smashed it on the stone table next to him with a fist, I don't know how much strength it used, the tea cup on the table, and the water surface rippled.

"Damn! If this king can't whip Xiao Yu thousands of miles away, he will not be a man!"

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth as he spoke, and Chu Yan, who was standing behind him, heard this, but his eyelids twitched, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looking at Xiao Yi's gaze, and suddenly contained a ray of cold snake-like light.

Luo Zhisong's eyebrows and eyes did not move, and he didn't even tremble his eyelashes, but the bottom of his eyes was shining, and it was unknown whether there were ups and downs.

Xiao Yi's vicious words fell, and Luo Zhisong asked quietly: "But what did the Fourth Highness do that made His Highness so angry?"

In the tone, there was a hint of playfulness.

Xiao Yi suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Luo Zhisong, with anger in his eyes, "How can Mr. Luo speak in such a tone, as if this king is to blame!"

The anger came to his face, but Luo Zhisong did not move at all, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he pulled out a smile that seemed to be absent and shallow and could not be seen at all, "Your Highness is angry, isn't it because you are plotting against Gu Yuqing...... Not only did it not work, but it was also counterattacked?"

The source of the anger in his heart was uncovered by Luo Zhisong unscrupulously and without scruples, like uncovering the thickest scar, revealing the festering and suppurating wound underneath, Xiao Yi only felt like a person who was exposed to the scorching sun without clothes, shame and anger overlapped.

"Whose staff are you!" angrily slapped the table and shouted at Luo Zhisong.

It was probably because Xiao Yi's roaring voice was too loud, Luo Zhisong's ears couldn't stand it, and he couldn't help frowning, and when Xiao Yi finished speaking, Luo Zhisong was calm as usual, and said: "Your Highness is serious, at this time, shouldn't you learn from the pain and think about how to deal with it?" How can you ask such a question, Your Highness wants me to answer this question seriously?"

Xiao Yi's eyes were stunned, and his face showed a look of deflatment.

Luo Zhisong is right, at this time, even if he is angry, it is useless, after all, the fire in his chest cannot burn Xiao Yu.

Looking at Luo Zhisong again, Xiao Yi had a hint of happiness in his eyes.

Fortunately, he has a firm and calm staff like Luo Zhisong, otherwise, if he were replaced by other people, he was afraid that he would send out such a thunderous anger, and that person would have already been in the clouds, sitting here, spitting, and scolding Xiao Yu with him.

But those words that sound relieving are meaningless and useless.

Only Luo Zhisong...... Calm as he is, in order to face any of his emotions without being moved, in his extreme anger or excitement, like a basin of cold water with ice slag, poured from the head, let him calm down.

Taking a deep breath, a heavy voice came out, and Xiao Yi said, "I just made Mr. smile." ”

Luo Zhisong bent his mouth slightly, but he didn't answer.

Xiao Yi was silent for a while, and said after a moment: "Since this king can't get Gu Yuqing and the power of Chinan Hou, he Xiao Yu doesn't want to have anything that this king has nothing to do." Now, this king only wants to destroy Gu Yuqing. ”

"Without Gu Yuqing, Xiao Yu naturally can't borrow the power of the Marquis of China!"

mentioned his re-plan, Xiao Yi's anger gradually dissipated, and in its place, it was inevitable.

It's just that he didn't realize that when he said that he was going to try his best to sabotage the marriage between Xiao Yu and Gu Yuqing, when he married Gu Yuqing, he was also so imperative.

The result?

Looking at Xiao Yi, Luo Zhisong sneered in his heart.

It is inevitable, why are you bound to win!

Everyone wants to win, but most of the ending is a cocoon!

"Your Highness already has a plan?" Luo Zhisong asked quietly, his voice was clear, like a mountain stream, with a coolness.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "I was just trying to discuss it with Mr." ”

Luo Zhisong immediately said: "Your Highness, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person." What I'm good at is planning political affairs for His Royal Highness, not ......" It seemed that I couldn't find a proper word to describe what Xiao Yi said, hesitated for a moment, and said: "It's not such an inconsequential thing!"

Xiao Yi immediately raised his eyebrows, "It doesn't matter? You actually said that it doesn't matter, do you know how big the influence of a Chinanhou is! Even if the six departments of the imperial court are all our party, they can't be worth a Chinanhou!"

"But does Your Highness think that as long as you get the Marquis of China, you can win the world?"