Emperor Chunyuan closed his eyes slightly, leaned on the selected soft collapse, and listened to the devotional work of the ancient painting fan, peaceful and serene.

This is about to run out of time, all these years of bitterness and suffering, obscure heart, at this moment, suddenly become abrupt.

"Why is the sound of the piano so light today, and there is still a smile, what is the happy thing, let's share it." Emperor Chunyuan looked at the faint smile on the corner of the ancient painting's lips and chuckled.

The ancient painting fan stroked lightly, and the last melody fell, and it was silent.

"The emperor also said that the slave maid, and the emperor's smile today can't be hidden!" The corners of the ancient painting fan lips hooked slightly, and said softly.

Emperor Chunyuan laughed loudly when he heard this, and even his chest, which had been dull in the past, became relaxed.

"You still dare to bargain with me, it seems that I am too used to you on weekdays!" Emperor Chunyuan pointed to the ancient painting fan and said softly.

"Slaves and maids are so obedient on weekdays, so naturally they have to get used to it!" The ancient painting fan held his head high, looking arrogant, but the cunning in his eyes made others unable to ignore it even if they closed their eyes.

Emperor Chunyuan laughed again when he heard this, and shook his head as he looked at the ancient painting fan.

Li Xiuwen, who was standing quietly on the side, looked at Emperor Chunyuan with a smile on his face, and he was also smiling at the moment.

Suddenly, Lukfook strode to the front, his face full of joy.

The ancient painting fan was stunned, but a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, and he felt his heart beat faster in an instant.

"What a reckless person!" Li Xiuwen scolded with a smile.

Emperor Chunyuan still smiled lightly.

Liufu knelt on the ground and said happily: "Your Majesty, the palace people have reported that His Royal Highness the Seventh has arrived at the gate of the palace at this moment!" ”

This sentence finally landed in the heart of the ancient painting fan, and the guess in the heart was confirmed. But seeing that Emperor Chunyuan cheered, he strode towards the gate of the palace, and Li Xiuwen behind him was even more happy.

Liufu staggered up, and was about to chase after him, but saw that the ancient painting fan was still sitting on the stone bench in a daze, and then quickly trotted over, and said softly: "Sister Fan'er, Sister Fan'er, let's go quickly!" ”

The ancient painting fan came back to his senses in a trance, then nodded in a daze, stood up but did not move. Liufu was anxious to see it, and quickly pulled the sleeve of the ancient painting fan and dragged her away.

He's back......

It's back......

It doesn't matter so much about right and wrong, and when he heard the news that he came back safely, the ancient painting fan felt at ease.

It lasted almost a month, Chunyuan Lanxu finally rushed back to the palace from the frontier, and from a distance, on the huge Zhengyangmen Square, he was walking alone, and there was no guard around him, or there was originally one, but it was not there later.

is still dressed in black, with a steady pace, but the cold face of the past seems a little deep and dark at the moment. There was a sense of anger all around him for no reason, and he was frozen.

No one knows what happened to the journey, which took less than ten days, but it took nearly a month, and no one knows how he coped with the difficulties and dangers along the way.

But, what everyone knows now is that he is back, and he is back safely.

Emperor Chunyuan sat on the high dragon chair, looking at the pure yuan blue life who walked into the hall step by step, his face was serene, and he smiled faintly.

The ancient painting fan looked at Emperor Chunyuan in a trance, how many days and nights of torture was that light smile?

At such a sensitive time, Chunyuan Lanxu was suddenly summoned back to the palace, didn't Emperor Chunyuan know how many eyes would be staring at Chunyuan Lanxu along the way? Don't you know how many sharp swords are trying to cut the throat of Chun Yuan Lan Xu? Don't you know that he is very likely to die on the road thousands of miles away?

No, Emperor Chunyuan knew and understood, but he still did it.

The king's heart is unpredictable, and life and death are different.

is still arrogant, still peerless, after experiencing the rush along the way, Chunyuan Lanxu does not seem to have suffered any losses, on the contrary, looking at his more outstanding demeanor, he must have gained a lot of gains.

I still remember the first encounter that year, he said that the only time he was calculated in his life was that rainy night, and that kind of thing would never happen again in the future.

Oh, yes! His pride, his fame.

The only time in his life was calculated, but it laid the foundation for the two of them to meet, but is that encounter really meaningful?

After so many years, maybe it really has zài meaning! At least occasionally think of the past, and there are things to remember.

Thinking of this, the ancient painting fan smiled bitterly, when did those things become a thing of the past in her eyes?

His eyes slowly drifted to the court, and Chunyuan Lan Mu, who was already standing quietly among the three princes waiting for Chunyuan Lan to enter the hall, the feeling of being as indifferent as a chrysanthemum filled his mind.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that since she had already chosen, there was no room for regret, and she disdained to be the person who went back on her word and was half-hearted.

His eyes were clear, and when he looked at the pure abyss blue again, his eyes were peaceful.

Maybe you can be friends, just for the moment of excitement when you first meet.

Chunyuan Lanmu's gaze drifted to the face of the ancient painting fan at some point, seeing that her mind was clear, her eyes were indifferent, and she only felt that her heart was suddenly clear, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked unconsciously.

Dressed in black, Chunyuan Lan walked to the center of the hall with a steady step, and bowed down to Emperor Chunyuan on the dragon chair with a flick of his clothes.

"The sons and daughters visited their father, and the sons were late, and they hoped that their fathers would forgive their sins." Pure Yuan Lan said in a respectful voice.

Emperor Chunyuan laughed loudly and said, "Get up quickly, you have made great contributions to the frontier, and you have been tired and hard along the way, how can you blame it?" ”

"Thank you, Father!" Chun Yuan Lan got up, heard the words, and leaned over slightly.

"You guys have to learn a lot from Lao Qi, practice martial arts diligently, hone your mind a lot, and make a lot of efforts to defend my Cangyang Kingdom."

"Father's lesson!" The three of them answered in unison.

Chunyuan Lanqing was unabashedly happy, looking at Chunyuan Lanxu and blinking.

"Especially you, Old Sixteen! I don't learn anything on weekdays, and I have a child's heart all day long when I'm so big! Exercise more! Emperor Chunyuan grimaced and looked at Pure Yuan Lanqing, who was grimacing.

When Chunyuan Lanqing heard this, her body trembled, and she immediately leaned over and said, "What my father taught me is that my sons should keep it in mind!" ”

"I always say remember to remember, to do it, not to remember! Also learn more from the calm temperament of the sixth child, don't mess with the fifth child all day long, you two really don't know what to say about you! Not self-motivated at all! "Emperor Chunyuan tied Chunyuan Lanyu and Chunyuan Lanqing together to teach a lesson!

When the two of them saw each other, they couldn't cry or laugh, so they had to lean over together.

Emperor Chunyuan glared at the two of them, and then looked at Chunyuan Lan Xu, who had been standing quietly, but saw that he had not had time to retract his gaze and looked straight at the ancient painting fan on his side. (To be continued.) )