Eleven decided to continue to squat here to see if he could squat to Li Chengxun, and occasionally come out of the cabin to let him see the true face of Lushan.

As a result, I squatted at night, and I was blackened, and I almost didn't fall asleep.

There is no way, I have been monitoring Tianxiang Pavilion day and night before, and my nerves are highly tense, and I finally squatted the pigeon, and now I have to squat in the cabin.

Just ask you if you are tired, panicked, sleepy.

Force yourself to brace yourself and not miss the slightest detail.

Because often in a battle, the final winner is the so-called key to the details.

Huang Tian finally didn't have a bad heart, and really made Eleven wait.

It's just that he didn't wait for Li Chengxun, but the pigeon that was not released for a long time.

In the middle of the night, the little pigeon was released again.

Just before, Eleven almost thought that the pigeon was stewed by Li Chengxun.

Otherwise, how could you have been in for so long and you didn't release it?

Later, I finally found out that my brain hole was too big, and whoever had nothing to do would stew the carrier pigeon.

Unless that person's idle egg hurts, and he has nothing to do all day long, find himself a smoke.

Eleven immediately went to chase the pigeon, and chased it out of the grove until he made sure that it would not disturb Li Chengxun, so he jumped over and grabbed the pigeon.

Untie the creed on the pigeon's feet and open it to see - as planned, unchanged.

Eleven:......

Are these big people in the habit of speaking concisely?

With just a few words, do you need to think about it for so long before you put it out?

I really can't stand it, what if you say it in detail, are you still afraid of being seen?

Don't say it, I'm really afraid of being seen by others, I'm afraid of being peeked at by a little thief behind you.

"I knew just now, so I watched the one I came."

I'll regret it a little bit at this time, why didn't I watch it just now?

Just now I was thinking about Li Chengxun's whereabouts, so I forgot the contents of the letter on the feet of the carrier pigeon.

Covering his face, he really wanted to smoke himself to death, why was he so stupid that he forgot such an important thing.

Forget it, it's too late to regret it, so let's hurry up and think of a way to see how to remedy it.

Write down the handwriting on the creed, tie it back to the pigeon's feet, and throw it into the sky.

rushed all the way back to the Wuling Palace, and now he had to find the letterhead exchange about Li Chengxun.

Only after confirming the notes can he be 100% sure that Li Chengxun is not in the cabin, and whether the person who sent the letter is himself?

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Wuling Palace.

Mrs. Lu was eating, sitting alone at the table of the Eight Immortals, and she always felt so lonely.

Although it was a full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty, she couldn't eat it alone, and in the end, she also cheapened the people in the house.

I sighed as I ate, as if I was very tired, very tired.

"Old lady, what's wrong with you, are you tired, do you want to rest for a while?"

Mama Tang asked very nervously, that is her own food and clothing, how can she do it if she doesn't serve well?

"No, nothing."

"But you don't look good."

"Is it..."

I touched my face, and the wrinkles on my face were very prickly, but there was no way, it was impossible for people not to have wrinkles when they reached a certain age.

Even if her heart is not old, her face is old.

Mrs. Lu thought that her ambition could not be realized, and she was afraid that she would have to be brought into the coffin.

Why is his son so uncooperative, he is already in power and covering the sky with one hand, why don't he take the last step?

With his current education, reputation, prestige, and Mu Zhenming's love and trust in him.

If you want to elevate the imperial court and become a real top of 10,000 people, it is simply easy.

But there was such a good opportunity, he didn't want it, he gave it up.

And it's because a woman gave up, an inferior cook.

Every time she thought about this, she was physically and mentally exhausted, unable to keep her spirits up, and even had no hope of living.

Of course, this is also to think about it, if she really wants to commit suicide, she doesn't have the guts.

The days are so beautiful, and she is a first-class lady, how could she not think about it and cut off her life in advance.

Unless she is a fool, she would do such a stupid thing, and she is not a fool, she will not do such a thing.

How shrewd Mrs. Lu is, only those who have been close to her can understand it.

"You say, it's been a long time since that stinky boy came back."

That stinky boy is obviously talking about King Wuling.

Talking about the stinky boy on his lips, but he was extremely hopeful in his heart, he came back quickly, this is the contradiction of Mrs. Lu.

Mama Tang has been with Mrs. Lu for so many years, how could she not guess her thoughts?

It's basically a typical dead duck with a hard mouth, and he wants to save face and suffer if he dies.

obviously thought about it, but never admitted it, obviously wanted to see him, but never refused, and took that step.

Obviously close at hand, but he refused to call him cordially.

With a straight face all day long, she educates her son from above, as if her mother is not a loving mother, but a strict teacher.

Speaking of which, Mrs. Lu and her mother, "It's really not good."

"Come on, I should be back soon, don't worry, old lady, wait a minute."

Naturally, Mama Tang will not know when King Wuling will go home, but she still has to say the necessary polite words.

"Every time I ask you, you answer this sentence, can you change your lines, change something new, I don't want to demolish you."

Mrs. Lu said that she despised her very much, and she had been by her side for so many years, and she had no cultural background at all.

"Heh..."

Tang Moumou smiled awkwardly and did not answer Mrs. Lu's question.

How to say it, in fact, this is raising the bar, how can she know when King Wuling will come back, but she can't directly tell you that he will not come back.

In desperation, I can only say some nonsense to perfunctory.

You're not satisfied, you're not satisfied, you deserve no one to talk to you.

Mama Tang pursed her lips, if it weren't for the fact that she had been with you for so many years, she really didn't want to live with you.

You'll never have friends, because you can't talk about it.

And no matter what you say, she can lift you back, it's just the kind that never dies.

"Alas, to give birth to such a son, it is better to give birth to a piece of barbecued pork buns, so that you can give birth to a barbecued pork bun, and you can still accompany yourself by your side..."

Mama Tang really couldn't help it, she really wanted to laugh and complain now.

How much he dislikes this son on the surface, how much he shows off the position of this Mrs. Destiny behind his back.

The position of Mrs. of this product was also resigned by King Wuling and asked the emperor to give him the title.

On the one hand, you dislike this son, and on the other hand, you are reluctant to take the position of this lady, and you still know the double standard.