Wei Siyuan shook his head slightly, obviously not in favor of Ou Yu's proposal.

I don't know why, after returning from Kyoto, Ou Yu has been holding the wine in his hand, drinking all day long, Wei Siyuan frowned, and asked softly: "Seniors have old injuries?" ”

Ou Yu pursed his lips, stuffed the wine jug in his hand behind him, and sighed softly.

"I've been in this northern Xinjiang for decades, but I still can't adapt to it, so I'll go back and rest first."

Watching Ou Yu get up and walk away calmly, although he didn't mention it clearly, but as Wei Siyuan said, the old injuries on his body recurred.

The old wounds on Ou Yu's body were given by the scholar Kung Mo in Kyoto.

In that year, the first emperor Yuwen succeeded to the throne and canonized Concubine Wen as the side concubine at that time, and her name was Concubine Wen.

And Ou Yu also broke through to sanctification at that time, made a big fuss in Kyoto, and was injured by the heroic spirit of the scholar Kong Mo.

Every time the weather gets colder and colder, the poisonous gas in the body will invade the blood joints, and Ou Yu is naturally immune to all kinds of poisons, but the body cannot resist the poisonous devouring and corruption.

Now, as I get older, the pain in my body comes a little earlier every year than before.

The liquor of the Beichang Palace, which can play a role in driving away the cold and warming the muscles and bones, barely relieves the pain of Ou Yu's whole body joints as if they were cut and sawed by a knife.

"Lord Wang, all the things you have explained have been done by your subordinates."

After Ou Yu left, a slightly emaciated figure quietly approached Wei Siyuan's side, and gently bent down and replied.

"Yes."

Wei Siyuan replied with two words lightly, his voice through the air, revealing a hint of pleasure, obviously he had already known the result of what this person had done in the first place.

"Well done, go get your reward."

There was not the slightest emotion in Wei Siyuan's tone, as if he was rewarding a Shiba Inu.

The man didn't care about the breath in Wei Siyuan's words at all, and after hearing the word reward, his eyes had flashed with unconcealable greed, and he hurriedly turned around and was about to leave.

After the man left, there was no trace left on the thick snow on the ground where he had just stayed, and not even the snow white on the snow was stained at all.

It can be seen that this person's skills are extremely deep, and he is at the level of a grandmaster.

"It's really strange why a grandmaster cares so much about money."

The corners of Wei Siyuan's eyes tilted slightly, glanced at the white and clean snow behind him, and only sighed slightly in confusion, but returned to the room without saying more.

Grandmaster, Sage.

It's just that the boundaries measured by the world for people with high martial arts skills, what is a grandmaster? What is a Sage again? I'm afraid it's hard for anyone to be able to say clearly.

Feng Yewu sat in the imperial study and looked at the red brick wall outside the window, falling into a strange contemplation.

The beautiful eyes gently shook their eyelids, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly in the ethereal expression, like a willow branch rippling next to the clear spring.

After all, the current Feng Yewu is not yet twenty years old, and his appearance is immature, and there is a feeling of clear water, which has not subsided.

"Cold Moon?"

Feng Yewu turned his head slightly, and found that the cold moon on the side was also in a trance, just like herself, but she was really staring at herself, so she called softly.

This sentence startled Han Yue, and she hurriedly put away her gaze that looked directly at Feng Yewu, stepped forward, lowered her head and asked:

"What does Your Majesty command?"

Feng Yewu didn't think much about it, but casually asked the doubts in her heart: "What did you just think?" ”

When Han Yue heard this, she was even more timid in her heart, thinking that Feng Yewu was asking herself, so she said softly and vaguely:

"Slave ... The slave maid just wanted His Majesty to be so good-looking, and couldn't help but look at it twice. ”

When Feng Yewu heard Han Yue's words, she looked stunned, and turned to look at Han Yue, who was already squeezing her eyes and preparing to be taught a lesson, she couldn't help but sneer, and shook her head slightly with a little old-fashioned and said.

"You girl, why did you start learning to be as flamboyant as Gu Naluo?"

It turned out that Feng Yewu thought that Han Yue was complimenting herself, so she smiled and shook her head, but how did she know that she had already become an idol-like existence in Han Yue's heart.

After all, Feng Yewu has just ascended the throne until now, and with the memory of the previous life, various reforms and rectifications have forcibly made the muddy court of Ye Chao Kyoto, which was already stormy, into a decent appearance now.

How can this make Hanyue not admire.

"I don't know how the investigation of that girl and Wei Nanqi is going?"

Han Yue's words made Feng Yewu think of Gu Naluo from her thoughts about Lu Jue, so she couldn't help but ask softly.

After all, he didn't plan to get an answer from anyone, but Hanyue on the side thought he was asking himself, so he laughed softly and was relieved.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Princess Tianyin is talented and intelligent, and Lord Wei is witty, the two of them will definitely have results."

Feng Yewu heard Han Yue's words, and turned to look at Han Yue, only to find that when Han Yue talked about Wei Nanqi, there seemed to be a trace of wonder in his eyes, and Feng Yewu, who had already exchanged thoughts with Lu Jue, naturally guessed a little, but it was hidden in the smile on the corner of his mouth, and he did not pierce it.

After all, feelings are a matter of two people, Feng Yewu knows that Han Yue has feelings for Wei Nanqi, but what about Wei Nanqi?

After all, Hanyue is the maid who has been with Feng Yewu for so long, and in a sense, Hanyue is Feng Yewu's family.

Wei Nanqi is a person, Feng Yewu is naturally relieved, but for this heart, if Wei Nanqi doesn't like the cold moon, she is not difficult to be a strong person as an emperor.

Feng Yewu didn't realize that after meeting Lu Jue, she had invisibly begun to change, from a completely cold-blooded female emperor, to gradually have more human feelings, and more tenderness and delicacy in the depths of a woman's heart.

On the other side of Kyoto South Lane, Wei Nanqi was sweating profusely at this moment, gritting his teeth and crawling up a little bit against the dusty wall.

"Oh, slow down, slow down, steady, steady!"

On Wei Nanqi's shoulder, Gu Naluo stood up straight, holding the wall with both hands, shaking his figure from side to side, and commanding Wei Nanqi to stand up slowly.

The two actually played Arhat in this dead end.

It turned out that Wei Nanqi had discovered the strangeness in this alley, as Gu Naluo said that there was no one.

There are so many people outside this alley that they can't even find a place to stand, so why is no one willing to stand in this alley?

Thinking of this, Wei Nanqi and Gu Naluo glanced at each other and felt that they had found the right alley.