The golden late autumn always carries endless depression and decline, as if it was swept away by the wind, and there is nothing left, and this feeling is probably the most in line with the mood of 'An Qianyue' at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Xingcheng's words were undoubtedly like a sharp blade, and they shattered the hope that 'An Qianyue' had just ignited, but life and death are fateful, and this person's life is all under God's control.

Even if he suddenly felt a little pity for this woman, he could only watch it, after all, the current situation was also what those people were happy to see.

"Mother, are you alright?"

Seeing that after Murong Anze's chubby little hand pinched the middle of the person, An Qianyue woke up faintly again, and then couldn't help but burst into tears, and his eyes became foggy.

"The queen mother, please take care of your body, after all, the prince still needs your careful cultivation, so he won't disturb the emperor's recuperation."

Seeing that An Qianyue was not in a good state, Li Xingcheng shook his head and sighed, and then arched his hand and prepared to leave.

After all, what he wanted to confirm had already been decided.

"Mr. Ben Wang."

Murong Le waved his hand, and immediately, Kunpeng willingly pushed the wheelchair and sent Li Xingcheng out.

Imperial City Entrance.

"Now that you're going to leave, Mr. Li won't take a break?"

Seeing that Li Xingcheng was in such a hurry, Murong Le couldn't help but hook his lips and politely kept it.

"My emperor and the queen mother Zheng are waiting to go back next time, so it is inconvenient to stay for a long time."

Li Xingcheng politely arched his hand, indicating that he was really leaving.

"In that case, then Mr. Li should be careful all the way."

knew that Li Xingcheng would naturally not really stay, so he also gave him the stairs down.

"The king of one word stays."

After Li Xingcheng finished speaking, he boarded the carriage and left, leaving only the shadow of the vanished carriage that Murong Le was watching from a distance, and the smile on his lips was even worse.

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

Kunpeng Gong took the order, and slowly withdrew the wheelchair and walked back.

"Lord Wang."

"Well, but what's the confusion?"

Hearing Kunpeng's words and stops, Murong Le couldn't help but smile, he, an honest guard, probably didn't understand why Li Xingcheng came and went in a hurry.

"My subordinates don't understand, why is that Li Xingcheng in such a hurry to leave?"

Sure enough.

Murong Le smiled, he knew that it would be like this, although Kunpeng was strong in martial arts, his thoughts were extremely simple, although he didn't have too many mental skills, but he also had his own perseverance and perseverance, so he was also loyal to him.

It's just that he can't see through the surging of these undercurrents.

"He originally got that unpredictable order to find out the truth, since he knew that the new emperor of Xuanyang was going to die soon, of course he immediately went back to report."

"Oh......"

Kunpeng carefully pushed the wheelchair and nodded as if he didn't understand, although he didn't understand it too much, but, listening to what the prince said, that Li Xingcheng seemed to be a bad person.

At the door of Murong Yue's bedroom, a small head was quietly looking around, and when he saw Murong Le being pushed over by Kunpeng, he quickly shrank back and ran back to the house in a hurry.

"Gone, gone, gone!"

"Oh roar!"

Murong Anze jumped to the bed, and slapped his fleshy little slap on the stomach of his 'own father', his face full of success, it seemed that he had wanted to do this for a long time.

The frightened wind on the bed screamed in pain, then lifted the quilt and turned over, looked at Murong Anze helplessly, and reached out to rub his stomach, "His Royal Highness the Prince, can we be lighter?" ”

"Hmph, you didn't take advantage of me."

Murong Anze rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that he had just called him a lot of 'Father Emperor', and he had left so many tears.

"It's a good performance."

Kunpeng pushed Murong Le in, and when he saw that Murong Anze was pouting a little unpleasantly, he immediately praised with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Seven, I'm an Oscar!"

Murong Anze shook his head proudly, he is a first-class acting school, and he didn't take any Beiying Radio and Television exams back then, which is really a pity for his good acting skills.

"Well, Yuze is the best."

Murong Le likes his little nephew from the bottom of his heart, and feels that he is very similar to him when he was a child, although he doesn't know what an Oscar winner is, but it should be a very powerful statement.

"Ah, Uncle Seven, I don't want to call me a nickname, I'm the majestic Crown Prince."

Hearing Murong Le call himself like this, Murong Anze was a little unhappy, although after changing his name, Yu Ze was kept as a nickname, and he liked this name a lot.

However, I always feel like I'm being treated like a kitten.

"Yes, Ozawa Ze."

Murong Le nodded with a serious face, and then spit out a name that made Murong Anze even more sore.

"Lord Wang, what about Li Xingcheng......?"

Ni Luo leaned over with the face of 'An Qianyue', and kept tugging at her sleeves in her hands, thinking that she finally understood her master's troubles, the sleeves of this phoenix robe were wide and big, it was really troublesome.

"Yes, Lord Wang, can we fool him?"

For this problem, Feng Feng is also very worried, he has just tried his best to pretend to be half-dead, although there is a medicine prepared by that kid in Qianli, which can make people's pulses show the appearance of decay, and the effect can no longer be realistic.

But he's still worried.

"Although I don't know how long I can hide it, at least now, Li Xingcheng is convinced of the imminent death of the imperial brother, otherwise, he would not be in such a hurry to go back to report it."

For this point, Murong Le is still very sure, he can pack the ticket, the scene just now must have deceived Li Xingcheng.

Even if they have doubts, the source of this is enough for them to bother to guess for a while.

"It's just that since he is so anxious to leave, shouldn't he still be holding back something?"

Murong Anze pursed his mouth, then Li Xingcheng looked like a smiling tiger, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"This is completely possible, so we have to be more cautious and cautious next, after all, there will be envoys from other countries who will come to Xuanyang to test the truth."

"Hmmm......"

Hearing Murong Le say this, Murong Anze nodded, expressing his agreement with Murong Le's opinion.

And Murong Le looked at his eldest nephew a few times, a five-year-old child, it was really not easy to think that Li Xingcheng must be holding back.

"Therefore, before the return of the royal brother and sister-in-law, you still need to cry a few times at the right time."

Seeing that Feng Feng and Ni Luo also looked thoughtful, Murong Le couldn't help but smile and throw out another sentence.

"Huh?"

Shocking Wind and Nero glanced at each other with sad faces, how long would they have to pretend to be like this?

(To be continued.) )