"Your Royal Highness Changgong, you can accept it, and the minions will return to the palace to make a difference. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The father-in-law lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head to persuade bitterly. Looking at the look of this Tai Sui Ye, it would be a great luck not to drive them out.

"Why are you here again?!What I said yesterday about your majesty is all on the sidelines!" Zi Mo was resentful for a while, but he forgot the proportions he should have as a proton. As soon as the words came out, I felt that there was a pass, but I couldn't take it back, leaving only the fathers-in-law in front of me hanging their heads and snickering as if they had realized what the way was.

His Majesty said that he knew, but this morning he suddenly instructed the minions that the weather was changeable, and the post house was so old and leaky, so he asked the minions to quickly send more clothes to replace His Highness. ”

Those eunuchs in the palace looked flattering, and even Hu Aliu, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but muttered secretly: "If you think it's broken, I'll find someone to repair it, I haven't seen anyone send me a few clothes after I have been here for ten years。。。。。。 ”

After speaking, seeing that the father-in-law looked at him with disgust with his eyebrows, he knew that it was boring to ask for himself, so he retreated again and again.

Zi Mo slapped his forehead, there was nothing to say, the time in the Zhou Kingdom was still long, how could Yu Wenyong be endless!

"How does Your Majesty know that I am short of food and clothing, and the house is ventilated on all sides?

"Don't dare, don't dare, the minions don't dare to talk so much, it's sent by His Majesty, and the little ones don't dare to disobey. "The father-in-law is also ordered to do things, and they are embarrassed to hold this silk and satin, and they just want to let the king of Lanling accept it and go back to the errand.

Zi Mo looked at the embarrassed looks of these people, and also understood that their errand was difficult to handle, so he still accepted it. Before leaving, he repeatedly told him not to send anything in the palace over, and those fathers-in-law were grateful, and they went back to recover their lives with Yuwen Yong.

This room is already small, and it is full of these palace supplies.

He's here as a hostage, and this kind of pomp and circumstance really doesn't look like a proper person.

Those clothes with intricate embroidery and gorgeous styles naturally can't be worn, and there are two plain robes in the brocade box that can be used as a replacement on weekdays.

He came to Zhou Guo this time in a hurry, and he didn't bring any clothes with him, Yu Wenyong was really bothered。。。。。。

Zi Mo also knew in his heart that if it weren't for the emperor of Zhou who had sent people to take care of him again and again, this post house would have been a place where he would be bullied by dogs.

Holding those few clothes in his hand, he became melancholy.

When he left Jinyang, he had an appointment with Brother Yan in advance. He came to Chang'an, and Yan Xiaoyi would also send someone to come in disguise.

When the hostage was just delaying the army, Zi Mo now wanted to know what was going on in the Yecheng Palace.

But he's been settling here for three days, how is Brother Yan still not moving anywhere? Is he too anxious?

However, this body was in Chang'an, thinking that Yuwen Yong was staring at him all the time with his eyes, Zi Mo, for no reason, his body was tense for no reason.

That night, Hu Aliu, who lived in the east side of the post house, thought about it and felt that his house was leaking badly, so he also moved to the west courtyard where King Lanling lived with his futon.

His Royal Highness Lanling's problem with pedaling should have been changed, he lived closer to that person, in case His Majesty the Emperor sent a skilled craftsman in the palace to repair this post house, he could also take advantage of it.

Strangely, he fell asleep quietly, waking up from the night with a soak of urine, only to hear the creaking of the bed.

Is this a ghost pressed bed?

It was still cold in the middle of the night in the spring, and he shivered and wanted to get closer to the window of the room to peek, but suddenly for no reason, he took a few steps back and staggered as soon as it was dark.

When the rooster crowed, Zi Mo's eyes were dark and blue and woke up, feeling that where he was resting, it was even more exhausting in his sleep than in his sleep.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Hu Aliu sleeping in the courtyard with a sneeze.

woke up this Hu Ah Liu, both of them were confused, and they didn't know why。。。。。。

"What the hell!" the curator covered his head and ran all the way into his room. He's been here on an errand for so many years, and he's never been so bad!

"Eh?!What are you running?" Zi Mo still wanted to stop this person and ask for an explanation, but he himself was sore, and when he raised his hand, there was a click on the tail vertebrae, and it seemed that his body still had some dull pain. Frowning, could it be that he was fighting tigers last night?!

He's hell about it, he sleeps so deeply every night, he can't move the thunder, but he wakes up so exhausted and out of energy.

Thinking about it, I can't figure it out. Zi Mo fed the horses and washed his clothes during the day, and at night, he would be terrified of the four-walled house. It seemed that as soon as night came, he couldn't help himself. Obviously, there are no traces on his body, why does he feel as if he is in the clouds and rain with people in Wushan every night。。。。。。

Late at night, Weiyang Palace.

Queen Ashina held her freshly cooked almond white fungus soup outside the Xuan Chamber, looking forward to it.

Seeing that the chief eunuch in charge of the palace was coming, he greeted him with a smile and said, "Father-in-law, can you enter the palace?"

The princess looked embarrassed and said, "This, the queen mother, Your Majesty is not in the Xuan Room." ”

"What?" the queen looked shocked, but Her Majesty of the Three Palaces and Six Courts had only appointed her as a queen, where did this go even more?

"The queen doesn't have to worry, Your Majesty said that she was a little tired, so she went to the imperial garden to relax, and after a while, she will go back to the Xuan Room to rest. ”

"So, if you want to enter the palace and wait for Your Majesty?" said Empress Ashina.

"Queen Mother, Your Majesty still has a lot of official business to do, so let's hand over the almond soup to the old slave. ”

The princess stretched out his hand, and the queen was a little reluctant to serve the meal.

For some reason, she's been feeling uneasy lately. After collecting troops and returning to Chang'an, she always felt that His Majesty's mind was becoming more and more elusive.

Fortunately, in a few days it will be the Cold Food Festival, and the ancestors will be worshiped in the Weiyang Palace and a feast will be held. No matter how busy His Majesty the Emperor is, he will definitely have time to reunite with her at that time. The queen thought so, so she left with the maid.

The prince took the almond soup in his hand, returned to the empty Xuan room, and put the bowl on the emperor's desk.

His Majesty was also surprised, he would leave after nightfall, and he didn't say where he went, and when it was dawn, he had already returned to the Xuan Room. He, the chief eunuch who served him closely, didn't know when His Majesty the Emperor would return, which was really puzzling.

Looking at the bowl of almond soup, the prince shook his head, it seems that this good thing has to be cooled again.

。。。。。。

"Chang Gong。。。。。。 The man leaned softly to his ear and called to him.

The earlobe was pecked up, with a slight painful itch.

The man was grinding with his ears and temples, and he was upside down, but he couldn't see this person's face clearly.

"Ahh

My butt hurt, I fell and I was dizzy, and I rubbed my eyes with a bitter face. Look at the sky, the sun is about to set, but he has been sleeping for so long in the yard just after watching the sun is good?

Tsk, I can dream of such a scene even if I doze off on the stone bench. Is he sick?,Frowning and sighing,Zi Mo felt that he had really lived two lives and had never been so bad,I don't know if this is a demon。。。。。。

Shaking his head and sighing here, Hu Aliu came out of nowhere, and shouted at him like a ghost: "Your Highness Lanling, someone from the palace。。。。。。 ”

"Don't you say it's gone! Don't want anything! Get out, get out of here!"

Zi Mo was disturbed by the nightmare, and when he heard that the pavilion official said that it was someone from the palace again, he couldn't help but be very angry. He really wants to smash this broken place with one palm, and since he lives here, he will not be the same place of prostitution all day long!

"Oh, is Changgong telling me to get out too?"

When the voice came, Zi Mo was shocked. Seeing the man coming, he wanted to flee backwards.

What is the reason? When was he afraid of this Yuwen Yong?!

Damn, he's just a proton, but he didn't sell himself to him, so there's no need to be so surprised that he has lost his usual demeanor!

"Gao, Gao Changgong has seen Your Majesty!" Zi Mo fixed his expression, and was as calm as usual. With this on his face, he was actually very panicked in his heart, and he didn't know why, the Yuwen Yong he saw today was completely different from before.

How is it different?

Anyway, just looking at the man's eyes constricted and staring at him, he felt that his whole body was tightened and he couldn't move. His heartbeat suddenly increased, and his demonic panic really got worse!

"No need to be polite, His Royal Highness Lanling can be free to do so, I will come to see if the pavilion servants have wronged His Highness. Yu Wenyong smiled and sat down on the stone bench beside Zi Mo.

"The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare. Your Highness is a distinguished guest, how can you slack off? Don't dare to borrow sixty heads from Hua!"

Hu Aliu is a small pavilion servant, and he is still fortunate to see His Majesty the Emperor in this life, he is really scared, and he can't wait to be familiar with his face in front of the emperor, so he doesn't see Yu Wenyong's face, and he is still motionless there.

"Your Majesty is really worried, Chang Gong is a hostage in the Zhou State, so naturally he shouldn't be clothed and fed, Your Majesty has made Chang Gong ashamed and dare not be. Zi Mo was polite, but when he raised his eyes and looked at Yu Wenyong's expression, he couldn't say anything anymore。。。。。。 How did this man look at him like that?!

Like a thorn in his back, Zi Mo couldn't even be polite for a while.

"It's better to 。。。。。。 Yu Wenyong was about to say something, but as soon as he raised his eyes and found that this unsightly pavilion official was still there, he waved his hand and said. "You can step aside, just don't let others disturb me and His Highness Lanling. ”

Hu Aliu was stunned for a moment, and immediately laughed with a thief's eyebrows, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes!"

The person retreated, and Yu Wenyong came to Zimo's side more ambiguously, and asked, "Why don't you follow me into Weiyang Palace, here, I can't take care of you." ”

The hand touched Zi Mo's hand, and the old face suddenly turned completely red, and his body stood up suddenly, what is this Yuwen Yong talking nonsense? !

"I, I'm fine here, Your Majesty don't be distracted by this idle matter, please go back. Zimo said.

Heh, Yu Wenyong also stood up and smiled, he expected this person to say this. Not in a hurry, he paced around the courtyard.

Zi Mo felt a splitting headache, what's so good about this, don't you leave?!

Covering his head on all sides, he doesn't already know it, still look!

Yu Wenyong walked to the front of the stable, and the horse was so familiar with him that he neighed twice, allowing Yu Wenyong to touch their heads.

Zi Mo looked at this scene and wondered for a while, this thin horse even kicked Hu Aliu, how could he not kick this inexplicable Yuwen Yong! Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor is a frequent visitor to this inn?

"Chang Gong is good to rest, I will leave. By the way, let Hu Aliu cook some japonica rice porridge for you to eat, I watched you lose weight. Yu Wenyong touched the horse's head, and finally decided to drive back to the palace, Zi Mo breathed a long sigh of relief, and then what is wrong with this person's nonsense!

"Your Majesty go slowly!" Hu Aliu really felt that His Majesty the Emperor was here in person, and he was full of brilliance, and even like this, he looked a little like a eunuch in any palace.

Zi Mo glared at him, turned around and walked away.

"Your Highness, I'll go and make porridge for you!"

As he spoke, the curator ran to the kitchen as soon as he smoked, and was elated.

Zi Mo shook his head and held his forehead speechlessly.

In the middle of the night, Zi Mo was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, there was a loud scream outside, and it was Na Hu Ah Liu who was shouting: "Go water, go water! Come on! Go water!"

When I opened the door, I saw that it was really a half-sky high flame, burning in the east courtyard of the post house.

"Come out quickly, Your Highness Changgong!" Hu Aliu was not in a hurry to put out the fire, and pulled Zimo out.

It was just as he was talking, and the fire spread so fast that it swallowed up the courtyard at once.

"My things!" Zi Mo remembered his clothes, and wanted to go in to get them, but the curator's eyes quickly stopped him, and the raging fire burned his house thoroughly.

。。。。。。 Zi Mo suddenly thought of those horses, and didn't care about his own things, so he quickly took them out of the stable, and the two of them and three horses fled to the outside of the post house, and this dilapidated place was completely burned down.

The firelight lit up half of the sky.

Wiping the face of the smoky and burning ash, Hu Aliu wanted to cry, but then he smiled.

"You're stupid, it's all burned out. Zimo said.

"It's burned well, it's burned well, this broken place should have been rebuilt a long time ago. The curator said with a smile.

Zi Mo looked at this person and was speechless, it seemed to be such a truth. But the question is, where should he live in the future?