It's okay, let's go back. A hint of panic flashed in Amaury's eyes, and he waved away and turned away. Daisy glanced meaningfully at the red-haired woman and followed her uncle without saying a word.

Just as Amaury was about to leave, a bodyguard came out with a sentry he had sent. He looked around and saw that no one was waiting for him. The official turned around again and said, "Please tell God that the person who posted the post is no longer there." "Then go ahead. Jade Dragon waved his hand, hearing that Amauri had asked to see him several times in the past three days. The jade dragon wanted to see him. Whoever tried to send someone to call him, he wasn't there.

Kiya is rarely interested today. He wanted to go shopping. Jade Dragon plans to accompany him. Therefore, he did not go to Amaury. In the long run, the Jade Dragon couldn't catch up with him anymore, so he turned around and went to the backyard to watch Ya'er go with the first snow.

When Kiya went out, three dragon teeth quietly followed him. In addition, three people were on standby at the prince's official residence. As soon as they receive the signal, they will immediately set off and rush over. This is all caused by the postal service. Jade Dragon couldn't afford to get hurt. If something goes wrong, it's impossible to take regret medicine.

Du Fu, Du's health is not very good these days, so he claimed that he was sick and did not go to court. In court, he was completely divided into two factions when it came to serving the court. Those who fight for battle are the inner strength of the Xianglong court, and those who do not fight for battle are the courtiers of the dragon clan themselves and the courtiers who have long been inclined to the dragon clan. The two sides are caught in a sea of fire, and the dragon clan's war years cannot be decided. At this time, Du, who was able to play a pivotal role, raised his illness in a timely manner and did not go to court. This makes the differences in the court extremely balanced, no one can convince anyone, and even if Long Zhantian wants to support the faction that does not fight, there are some dying hawks who will be hit.

The emperor and his ministers were originally related to each other in the court. During the war, the emperor was not an autocratic emperor. He could not make a decision on such a significant issue. Moreover, no matter which faction has enough arguments and evidence, you will never be able to choose one over the other. At this time, the role of Du Liang Fang came out. He is a veteran minister of three generations and a political staunch. He is absolutely unique to be able to blend up to now. During the war, people like him needed to give an idea. However, this Lord Du is not in good health.

"My lord, that's here. "Actually, Du's problem is that he only sold one old man. In this moment, the more he can control himself, the greater his role will be. Therefore, the heavier the weight of his majesty's heart. When Du learned that Zhan Baiting's messenger had arrived, he immediately wrote to him that he was ill. In recent days, many of his colleagues who have come to him have been chased away by him. He is also well aware of the situation in North Korea. At the moment, the more ferocious he is fired, the more he proves his worth. Therefore, the old fox was very calm and drank fragrant tea at home.

The smug smile on her face froze slightly. Then, the young woman who sang the song waved her long sleeves and immediately understood the meaning of the song. She quickly made a gift and left with the cutlery. Then, Du waved his hand again. The butler immediately understood, and patted her hand gently. Three maids with medicine stoves came in at once, and only made one turn. The room was filled with medicine.

Nodding slightly, Du was lying on the bed, and the quilt was also pulled up, not to mention that his ruddy face just now turned white at this moment, really like a patient.

Amaury had come here as a formal visit, naturally through the front door, and the black robes that concealed his identity were not worn. As soon as he entered the room, the strong, pungent smell of medicine made Amaury feel his nose. "Are you here?" Du coughed as he sat up helplessly. The acting skills of the whole person are superb. In the eyes of others, he definitely couldn't see that he was pretending.

However, Amaury is no one else. He had a natural pair of eyes. He felt that Du Sheng's life energy was only slightly felt in his body. The intensity of this fluctuation of life energy is definitely not what a patient should have. Amaury didn't say anything, but asked with concern, "You're not in good health, so I'm here to take a look." ”

Du smiled and waved his hand. The housekeeper and waiter both withdrew. "It's rare that you have a heart. When you're old, you don't really need it. At this time, he coughed again. "Adults say that the spring and autumn period is the peak period for adults." At this moment, Amaury handed over an emerald bottle. Du said in surprise, "What is this?"

Amaury laughed and said, "It's just ordinary medicine, not something strange. "Oh" Du pulled the cork out, and a pungent aroma came out. The fragrance can be seen with the naked eye. It was pale green smoke. He quickly covered the stopper. Du's face changed. This bottle contains nothing but the elves' holy water.

"I'm afraid it's not just about visiting me so politely. Du knew this well and did not refuse. He asked quickly as he put the bottle back in his sleeve. "I want to ask adults about someone's situation. Amaury thought about it and finally made a decision.

"Who is it and what is its name?" Du asked curiously, this was Amaury's first time in Tianjin. Who would he ask?" the crown princess is a red-haired woman. Amaury said, and Du couldn't help but look at Amaury with some surprise, saying in his heart that he wouldn't be stupid enough to start as a prince's woman. You know, a man sees his women as inverted scales. If he had moved on, it was hard to imagine what His Highness would have done.

"Don't get me wrong, sir. The princess looked like an old friend, so I just asked. When Amaury saw Du Liangfang's expression, he roughly knew what he was thinking and quickly explained. "Oh, but I don't know princelings. Since the establishment of the Prince's Palace, the three princes have lived in seclusion and have never attended a royal banquet. I don't know much about it. "Du's words are true. When Yulong's three wives got married, they only glanced at each priest from a distance. Since then, the princelings have rarely made public appearances. Du naturally didn't know them.

"That's right. "It's rare for Amaury to lose control of his expression. Looking at the obvious disappointed expression on Du's face, I believe that maybe the crown princess has no connection with Amaury. "Although I don't know, you don't have to be so careful with His Royal Highness's message. If you make a U-turn on the street, you'll get the answer. Du smiled and came up with an idea.

"Oh?" Amaury's face was blank. "Go ahead and come see me again. Your business needs to be rescheduled. Du Liangfang waved his hand, Amauri stood up, nodded, and hurried out, "Haha, Amaury, you also have some gaffes." Du took the bottle out of his sleeve and sniffed it. The corners of his mouth smiled and muttered.

When Amaury came out of Du Fu, he remembered that he didn't ask which street it was. It seems a bit bad to go back. He simply turned Suzaku Street and came to a few bustling streets not far away. As a result, he only walked a few steps before he saw someone selling pamphlets nearby. The secret history of the prince, the secret that could not be said, turned into some strange names. Out of curiosity, Amaury bought it for a few silver coins. As a result, he handed over the information he wanted to know.

The language in the book is mostly vague and flowery rhetoric about the love history of His Royal Highness the Prince. Of course, some exaggeration. However, the presentation here is not too false about the names, looks, and origins of the three princelings. "Kiya is a half-elf beauty with a sexy appearance and a fiery heart, and is the favorite concubine of His Royal Highness the Prince. According to legend, the princess was born on Disneyland, the first slave farm in Chinese mainland. She was the second manager of Disneyland and was known as Miss. She was later attracted by His Royal Highness's tolerance and resolutely left the slave farm and threw herself into the arms of His Royal Highness. Since then, she has lived happily ever after. Looking at this long piece of nonsense, Amaury's heart was like a heavy hammer beating the drum.

As soon as he stopped a carriage on the street, Amaury grabbed the pamphlet and ran towards Disneyland. Disneyland in Tianjin is the second largest branch. Disneyland's senior management is stationed here all year round. Sometimes Mark stays here for a while. Amaury's arrival was purely coincidental. Mark is on a slave farm and hands out a ring. Soon, Amaury was welcomed.

In the spacious reception hall, Mark remained in the style of a side-tradesman businessman, full of skill and spirit, with meticulous hair and a simple ponytail with a lot of character. "Mark~!" Amaury called out his friend's name in a complicated tone. Mark suddenly turned around and looked at the handsome Duke Amaury. More than a decade later, Amaury is still as handsome as ever, but he's not young. He snuffed out the homemade cigarette in his mouth on the table, and Mark strode over.

When they were a meter apart, they stopped to look at each other. After a while, Mark gave Amaury a heavy hug, and then had a dull feeling: "Friends, goodbye~!" Amaury's inner excitement was a little smaller than Mark's. If they hadn't sent their daughter away then, maybe they were just ordinary friends. Therefore, the touching images of friends meeting each other have some impact.

Mark gave Amaury to the couch. "I know you've been to Tianjin, but your identity is different, so I didn't go to see you. Mark poured a large glass of red wine for Amaury. Amaury took it and shook the cup. "I didn't have a polite word. I'm here to ask you something. ”