(xxxviii) Prelude

Zexi Palace:

"The palace is almost ready!" Yu Ene sat in a wheelchair, took off the mask with his left hand, supported his head with his right hand, and looked at the palace that was being rebuilt, without any expression.

"Are you used to eating and drinking with others?" Yu Ene's loss of friends is a shame and a shame for Feng Qianmo. Especially in the past few days of living in Liufu, being mentally tortured by Liu Ze and the torture of the second sister Xi Qingran** has made him have a deeper resentment towards this bad friend.

"Someone else? Is this king's future princess's family someone else? ”

"Oh, I really don't know when you were so cheeky, people don't even know who you are, and what about the princess? It is estimated that if people beat you, they would have dismantled you a long time ago. ”

Feng Qianmo prayed in his heart, don't be together, the two of them don't know what earth-shattering things are going on together, don't be together, let them stay single like this for a lifetime, and torture these two goods to death.

(Author: The little shallow of the second goods, I'm sorry, I can't beat them, so you can ask for more blessings!) )

"Ah Mo, don't worry, it'll be your turn!" Yu Ene smiled lightly, but how did that smile look like some schadenfreude, Yu Ene felt that he would not remind Feng Qianmo, this playboy, someone will always clean him up in the future, just wait to see a good show.

"Everyone is arranged?"

"Yes, yes, according to your orders, the people of the Mo Pavilion have been arranged, and the Marshal's Mansion and the Liu Mansion have arranged enough manpower to ensure that they will not let them have an accident." Speaking of this, Feng Qianmo didn't understand it very much, the manpower was originally arranged a few years ago, how could he go to the Marshal's Mansion to live and have to be rearranged for a long time?

"Didn't you arrange for people before? Why do you suddenly have to increase the number of people? You don't believe Marshal Gu? ”

Not convinced? How can you not believe it, but you don't dare to bet, even if you are 100% prepared, you are afraid of the 1 in 10,000 possibility!

"You said that you, doing so many things, and not letting people know, I said, you won't blame yourself for not saving the former Marshal Gu (Gu Ziyuan) eight years ago, right?" Speaking of eight years ago, Yu Ene was a little unable to control the breath around him, the kind of indifference that was not like King Zexi, not like the arrogance of the master of the Moge Pavilion Yu Ene, it was the kind of cold, cold to the bones, no temperature, no emotion.

"It's been so long, how do you remember, and it's not your fault, ・・・・・・ at that time"

"Ah Mo, this time is different!" Yes, this time it's different, she's different. "I never thought she would be so important!" I used to think that avenging my parents and Uncle Gu was everything, and I once thought that revenge was everything, until I felt her warm breath and felt her breath by my side, it turned out that everything could be insignificant.

Marshal's Mansion - Study:

"What?" For what Wei Jin said just now, the four of them were all incredulous and shocked, and they were all gone? Let's go? What does it mean to be gone?

"Master, what did you just say? I was distracted, did I hear it wrong? Wei Jin had nothing to say about the questioning of the passing years, although Rujin was willing to follow her like them, but she never restrained them, she never forced them.

"In the future, you will take over the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce, and if you can't be the master, you will come to me, and ・・・・・・"

"Master, you just let him go? Why didn't you stop him? How can you just let him go? "Wei Jin can understand the roaring, incomprehension and sadness of the passing years, but there is no reason to stay, isn't it? I can't give anything in the first place.

"Passing ・・・・・・"

"Master, doesn't Bijin like you? Isn't it okay for you to be with him? So that he won't be gone! For what Wei Jin wanted to explain, Liu Nian couldn't listen to it at all, but he was addicted to his own world.

"Presumptuous, when will it be your turn to make decisions for your master?"