Then, King Wei raised his hand again, and the palace people in the palace withdrew from the hall with their things in their hands.

King Wei turned his back with a heavy face, and said slowly after a long time: "After all, my father is still a lot older."

The voice was slow and silent, as if lamenting the rapid passage of time.

It was as if the breeze was silently rushing into this hall, although it was slight, but with the coldness in this hall, it hit the sleeves of the tulle, making Nangong Luo Jing angry with a chill, she couldn't see the expression of this Wei Wang at the moment, but she could still clearly distinguish that Wei Wang's sigh seemed to have a little extra meaning, no more than the sigh just now

"Father" Nangong Luo Jing stood in this hall a little helplessly, his heart felt a little hollow, the hall was spacious, but it was too empty, and the cold silence made people feel afraid.

For the king, above ten thousand people.

The only monarch stands on that high place to appreciate this great country, but the high place is not cold

No matter how prosperous it is, it can't compete with the years after all

"Father's sigh made Luo Jing panic" Nangong Luo Jing slowly moved a few steps forward, his eyes fell on the light outside the door, and then he turned around and blessed his body: "Father has something to say to Luo Jing, what he says is" asked bluntly, as early as in that sigh, he felt some clues, and after thinking about it in his heart, he understood a little.

Wei Wang's eyes flashed with a little surprise, he was surprised by her keen observation, and she was also surprised that she was so smart, she should have thought of what he wanted to say and why he still asked, she understood the reason why he was difficult to speak, and even asked out of his mouth.

When Princess Xiling came to see him this morning, he thought that Xiling would take this to embarrass the country, after all, it is difficult to pay off what the country owes to Xiling, but when Princess Xiling saluted him, the first thing he said was to reassure him, Xiling would not be difficult to defend the country, he was surprised, some did not believe his ears, and when the woman explained his intentions, he understood that the original lord of Xiling hoped that he would marry Nangong Luojing to the king of Xiling, and promised him that as long as the third princess of Weiguo became the queen of Xiling, Dongyang would never extend his claws to Weiguo again.

Thinking that he is about to grow old, and there is only one prince under the age of 15 to inherit his throne, he has long been worried in his heart, afraid that he will abdicate one day, then this country will be handed over to the son who has not grown up, it seems that it is a little dangerous to think twice, these conditions are too tempting for the royal family and Yu Weiguo

King Wei gathered up his thoughts wandering around this morning's memories, met the woman's eyes, and looked at each other, as if time was frozen at this moment for a while.

"The defense of the country must not be destroyed in the hands of this king" is firm, and the tone is a bit resounding.

Nangong Luojing understands the steadfastness in his father's heart, and speaks with a smile, and his flattery is suddenly born.

Even the father who was standing in front of him looked at the woman with such a smile, and the face of the beautiful woman who had long since left the world appeared in his mind.

She is as delicate as a flower like her mother, and people can't help but be crazy and intoxicated by it

"Tomorrow, my father will tell the world, Jing'er will be ready today, you know" The kind face brushed off the positive color of his face, the lines on his face softened a little, the bright yellow sleeves were gently raised, and he caressed Nangong Luojing's silver hair affectionately, just like when she cried when she was a child, he coaxed her on the side, at that time, he was not a king, just a father who conveyed his love to his daughter.

Yes, it was his father Nangong Luo Jing who said to himself silently in his heart.

Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to a pavilion.

The palace is a long corridor, such as a dragon corridor.

This palace is still as majestic as she remembers in Nangong Luo Jing's memory, but things are different.

After having lunch with King Wei, she left Nangong Luojing in Qingyi Palace, and walked aimlessly with Yan'er in this place that she was very familiar with when she was a child, and now it is so strange to her, but there is a sense of familiarity in the strangeness, Nangong Luojing couldn't help but laugh at herself: "Extremely contradictory thoughts"

Yan'er, who was walking on the side, followed Nangong Luojing to nearly half of the palace in a daze, with many doubts and hesitations in her heart, but she refused to ask for a long time, and her heart was very panicked.

"Yan'er" Nangong Luojing's faint voice recalled Yan'er, who had long been immersed in the troubles she had set for herself.

"Ahh

"Okay, you Yan'er" Nangong Luojing looked like she was angry, and she scolded Yan'er: "I think I'm treating you too well, right, I'll drive you back to the place where you used to stay" clasped his arms with both hands, pretending to be displeased.

As soon as the words fell, Yan'er's face was full of panic, and she didn't realize that Nangong Luojing was just teasing her at this time, so she knelt down with a puff and cried: "Don't be angry, princess, Yan'er knows that she is wrong, she will never dare to be distracted in the future, and she will never dare to be distracted again,"

When Nangong Luojing saw this scene, she was also a little panicked, she really didn't expect Yan'er to be such a serious and stubborn woman, she sighed with some admiration in her heart, and was also pleased that she was lucky that there was such a woman by her side who was faithfully waiting by her side.

"Come on" Nangong Luojing hurriedly picked up the sobbing Yan'er who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly: "I was joking with you, don't take it seriously, don't be like this" Reached out to his sleeve and took out a gauze towel to wipe away the tears on her face.

Who knew that Yan'er was so stubborn, crying: "The slave is at fault, the princess will deal with it at will, just ask the princess not to drive Yan'er away" After speaking, she kowtowed.

Nangong Luo Jing felt a burst of remorse in her heart, why did she want to make such an excessive joke with such a more serious woman.

There was really no way to squat down, hold Yan'er's shoulders and say, "Silly girl, if you cry again, if you cry again, it won't be my Nangong Luojing's Yan'er" A charming smile rose on Mingli's lips, and she was coquettish.

Yan'er's misty eyes saw the woman say this at this moment, such a smile, so she calmed down, poofed, burst into tears and laughed, Nangong Luojing looked helpless for a while, but also felt that the woman in front of her was not just her own maid for herself, but seemed to have a feeling of being like a sister.

"Silly girl, Luo Jing doesn't have you, how can she comb her beautiful hair" Holding the silk scarf in her hand, she gently wiped the woman's somewhat flowery makeup.

Yan'er was even more speechless at the moment, and her heart was already out of control.

Suddenly a gust of wind ruffled the woman's long hair over her waist, and the woman reached out to arrange her hair, but she didn't pay attention, and the silk scarf in her hand flew away with the wind.