"Sister, my father has woken up, why do you want to do such a stupid thing!" Ji Yu picked up Ji Ran, who was lying on the ground, looked up to the sky and roared, the man didn't flick when he had tears, but he just wanted to indulge once today, cry well, and let the tears wash away the sadness in his heart.

King Rui slowly moved to Ji Ran, who was lying down, thinking that when he first saw her on Yanbo Lake, her girlish agility and nervousness still remained in his mind. The smile at that time, and the reluctance to approach her later, may have been thoughtful, but how could it not be with due emotion. It's a pity that all this is slowly covered up by the appearance of things, she has changed from a delicate person to a madman, and she sees it bit by bit, and now this cold body has what kind of regret she originally longed for in the world. However, everything is no longer important, the dead are gone, she really shouldn't be in her own world, if she didn't have herself in her life, everything would be a different scene.

Slowly squatting down, both hands tried to pick up the body, but the other pair categorically stopped this movement, resolutely.

"I believe that Ran Er will definitely want this king to come and take her back, and after a hundred years, this king will sleep with her." This is a vow, but it's a pity that it came too late, if it was at the last moment, Ji Ran would no longer leave with so much regret, but most of the regrets have a beautiful ending, which is fate.

Ji Yu let go of his hand, he could stubbornly insist on leaving his sister's body and then bring it back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he couldn't, he believed in the words of the person in front of him, her long-cherished wish for a lifetime might be realized at this moment, how could he bear to refuse. The imperfection of my sister's life is like a stain on such a perfect person, and he wants to let a little stain fade, that is, let her have a colorful departure, at least there will be hope, right?

In King Heng's mansion, Han Yong was respectfully reporting the progress of the matter to King Heng, who was indifferently writing calligraphy, and he couldn't see any difference between the two of them in the past, but he could vaguely feel the slaughter in the air. The closer the time when the emperor announced the edict, the more solemn the atmosphere became, making everyone who approached the study a chill.

"The fine work has been pressed step by step according to the instructions, and if it lives up to expectations, Princess Rui committed suicide in despair, and the only relationship between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Rui Wangfu has finally been cut off." Han Yong said excitedly.

"How is it over there in the Prime Minister's Mansion, what does Ji Qian's old fox do after waking up, you must keep an eye on it, and if there is a little trouble, you will come and report it to me." The brush in his hand paused, and then sprinkled ink again.

Han Yong, who was looking at this formation, was inexplicably nervous, in the past, he might be able to guess how many points of today's barometer was, but today he didn't know the situation at all. "Lord, do you want to go out for two days, it seems that your subordinates will have nothing to do in the next few days, there are our brothers in the capital staring, it is good for you to go out for a walk."

The brush in his hand stopped instantly, frowned slightly, and after a while, he stretched it out again, gently put down the wolf in his hand, and said with a pleasant face: "That's fine, I have indeed worked a little hard in recent days, and the affairs of the capital will be handed over to you to deal with, if there is any important movement, just give me a book to fly, and I will rush back immediately." ”

Han Yong breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he has rarely bet on the right treasure this time, although the prince is concerned about the succession to the throne, but his mind is not more here. This also makes him a little confused, what else can be more important than inheriting the world of the Great Zhou, the Tianwalker gets everything, and he understands everything, why bother that he is such an extremely smart person who is guilty of rice paste.

No matter how puzzled the few stewards in King Heng's mansion were, King Heng still urged the horse to leave in the eyes of everyone who was confused, nostalgic, puzzled, and reluctant.

"Brothers, don't look at it, the prince has more important things to do, thanks to me for reminding him, otherwise I don't know when it will be tight." Han Yong waved his sleeves complacently, as if he was saying to King Heng, go, hurry up.

The next second, the eyes of the few big men standing there looked at this guy was wrong, from cordiality to indifference, and then from indifference to hatred, and then "crackling", with a sound, even Han Meng couldn't help but step forward and give his brother a kick, this guy is really annoying. The glory and wealth of the brothers, and the bright future, are counting on the torment of these days, and then he took the prince away, is it unbearable?

Getting up from the ground, Han Yong watched a group of good buddies walk away, not even a person to give mercy, he was really uncomfortable.

"Master Yong, you are still okay, you are really, it is too late to keep the prince at this time, but you got him away, you said that you are smart for a lifetime, why did you make a fool of yourself." Cao Fatzi, who was standing far away and watching everyone finish fighting, came over to help Han Yong up, but he couldn't help muttering a few words.

"Roll the calf, you dead fat man, you know to rob while the fire is burning, one day the master pulls out your fat, look at it and laugh at me and I don't laugh." Han Yong had nowhere to spill his anger, so he stood up and gave Cao Fatzi two feet.

The fat man grinned in pain, he was looking for someone to provoke whom, so he slept well and ran here to be beaten. But the beating was in vain, so I could only admit it, and limped to sleep with my buttocks covered.

However, no one noticed that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness watching everything in King Heng's mansion, King Rui would never tolerate the slightest negligence, and he was determined to win the throne.

Ling'er has been studying how to arrange troops recently, and if she has nothing to do, she will summon a few protectors to study the enemy's strategy, and the day of Aozhai's invasion is getting closer and closer, and there is nothing more urgent at the moment.

It's just that after studying the way of playing during the day, I must think carefully about the way to crack it at night, Bihai Tiangong is easy to defend and difficult to attack, Ao Zhai has not been able to shake it for several years, and it naturally has its uniqueness. A person like Rao Ling'er, who knows both the terrain and the style of play, can't understand the mystery, so he can only blame the disparity in the strength of the two sides, but it seems that this is not very much in the past.

Randomly scratching the white paper in front of him, a few lines crossed and crossed, but there was really nothing to do, Ling'er was bored and simply sketched, sketching the shape at will, and the shadows were being weighted, and there seemed to be movement on the roof. Hehe, it's either Mu Chenfeng or the broom star, Ling'er guessed as a matter of course, her brain moved, and the cat's waist got under the table to see what expression this person had.

Heng Wang Fei fell into the room, he should have been at the desk, he chose the jade bed to sit on, silent.

The room was silent for a while, Ling'er squatted under the table for a long time and was really uncomfortable, and the pair of boots of the person opposite were in full view, which made her feel the urge to rush over and beat the person violently. It is best to stripped off his clothes and shoes, and throw him naked on the streets of the capital, which must be the most prosperous one.

"Come out, be careful of dizziness after squatting for a long time." King Heng looked at the corner of the dress exposed under the desk, couldn't help laughing, and said with concern.

"You're really boring, you came to my room in the middle of the night, and pretended to care about people, your heart is obscene, get out of here, before this girl screams, leaving you a whole corpse is also for the sake of our acquaintance." Ling'er slowly got out from under the table, really annoyed that she could think of this humiliating method by short-circuiting her brain, and now that she was seen by that broom star, she didn't know how to laugh at herself.

"Both horizontally and vertically are dead, this king doesn't care if he keeps the whole corpse, but the palace master, you hide a man in the room and say that he will go out, I'm afraid it won't sound good." When the time comes, I will say that you let me in without permission, otherwise how can I, an ordinary person, enter this heavenly palace? King Heng lay down comfortably, looking very relaxed and quite comfortable.

It's really a stinky and shameless one, it seems that calling him a broom star is cheap for him, he should be called a mourning star, or is it a stinky shameless Ling'er glared at the person opposite viciously. However, after staring for a long time, his eyes hurt a little, and he still slept like a clock, vaguely hearing a little snoring. Ling'er was really speechless, this person used to be an elegant man, when did he become so thick-skinned and hard-skinned, it seems that it was a wise move for him to leave him.

There is no way, the bed is occupied, he can't beat him, and he can't shout, it seems that it is self-defeating and pits himself, Ling'er reluctantly sat back at the desk. The sketch on the table was not finished yet, she picked up the pen and continued to paint, all to pass the time, but unexpectedly this time she felt very relieved.

I don't know how long it took, I was already sleepy lying on the table, I suddenly felt my body shake, and opened my eyes vigilantly, and King Heng next to me was holding a drawing paper and looking at it. "Are you boring or not, run to my territory, grab my bed, and steal my things, are you a prince or a scoundrel, if this matter is publicized by the people of Xunyinlou, you are not afraid of having no face to see people?" Ling'er crossed his arms and looked at King Heng with a rogue look, this guy is really getting more and more disagreeable.

"Who are you drawing?" King Heng turned the drawing paper back to Ling'er.

"You, aren't you the only secret companion I've been most familiar with since I came here?" Ling'er replied quite frankly.

King Heng's starry eyes were like rising stars in an instant, shining, his face couldn't tell whether it was excitement or surprise, and the ups and downs of his chest obviously made people see what kind of feelings this guy was in his heart at the moment.

"However, everything is a thing of the past, let the past go with the wind, all with the wind, float away, and float away without a trace. It's better not to prove that I've been here, and when I wake up I can sleep in my little bed again, and my sister will come to me in the middle of the night and tell me her little secret. Ling'er poured a basin of cold water mercilessly, and then remembered bittersweetly that as long as she persisted, she would definitely return to the past and return to her original world in less than three years.

"You have this king in your heart, even if you want to go back, this king has to follow, you and I are already husband and wife, and we are husband and wife for the rest of our lives."

Oh, this person is still relying on himself, Ling'er is very speechless. But it's not bad to have such a super handsome guy, but this person is hot and cold, yin and yang, and he is afraid that if he can't be a husband and wife, he will be tortured to death. I really have no interest at all, I can still consider being a friend, and my character is barely okay, just like Mu Chenfeng, this kind of person seems to be impeccable, but in fact, this perfect character makes them unable to rub a little sand in their eyes. Otherwise, why is Mu Chenfeng still single, of course, those confidantes can't be regarded as beginners, they can only be said to be eye-catching, so the lack of entry is also related to his character. And King Heng, he is now only a princess, and he can have pity for Huahua, and he can also raise Lin Su in the deep boudoir, but he has never been able to show a very sincere heart, and he probably can't pass the level of perfection in his heart.

King Heng saw Ling'er's big eyes staring at him without blinking, but he didn't have a word to say, and he didn't feel a little weak in his heart, this girl is not the easiest to mess with. If according to Mu Chenfeng's investigation, someone pretended to be herself and bewitched her after she was unconscious, then what she did made her hate herself to the core, and she should have come to see her only after the misunderstanding was completely resolved, or it would be safer. But I haven't seen it for a few days, and I don't know what kind of situation she is here, after all, although she is the master of the first palace of the Blue Sea Heavenly Palace, I am afraid that she herself has not expected the danger.

"This king has no idea about you, there are many smart and beautiful women in Da Zhou, why should I embarrass myself, I want to find a quiet place to sleep tonight, you have a good place, outsiders will not come to disturb; The second is to think about our old relationship, a day husband and wife for a hundred days, how can I not think of those days, this time the grievances between Ao Zhai and Bihai Tiangong are only afraid that it will come to an end, I hope you are honest, or this king can give you some advice. These words were unusually natural and frank, as if he had returned to the old time when the clouds were light and light, not happy for things, not sad for himself, detached and confident.

And Ling'er is obsessed with him, and it looks much more comfortable to the eye at the moment. After thinking about it, he pointed out the thick stack of papers piled up on the desk to King Heng and said: "The terrain and the deployment of troops are here, it seems very simple, as for the kung fu of the disciples in the palace, although it is said that it is not bad, but Ao Zhai is not very bad, I really can't find a reason why Ao Zhai has been defeated for so many years." ”

King Heng unfolded the pile of papers and carefully examined them one by one, he was familiar with military books since he was a child, and he had experience in battle, so he thought he was quite proficient in them.

"You look slowly, I'll lie down for a while, tomorrow I will discuss with that group of women how to arrange the Wolf's Den Peak, I heard that it is a very important danger, if you can pass the Wolf's Den Peak, all the disciples of the Bihai Heavenly Palace can only fight in the nest, and strive to win with more people." Ling'er still didn't forget to give King Heng a little advice before going to bed, so it can be seen that she is pragmatic to pull out that scourge this time.

King Heng smiled knowingly, wanted to look back at the girl's expression when discussing the deployment of troops, but was afraid that the other party would be displeased, and then turned his head to look after waiting for a moment, only to see that the person had closed his eyes, motionless, and obviously asleep. (To be continued.) )