Bo Zeyu, who was in the main hall, was struggling to write and review the book, and he had no idea what Mu Xiaoxiao was thinking now.

"Prince, the people have been brought."

The husband who served Emperor Bo Zhao all the year round bowed respectfully.

Bo Zeyu's hand holding the pen stopped abruptly, lifted his long sleeves, and put down the pen.

Hawkeye raised, "Xuan." ”

One short word is bold and convincing.

In the eyes of the old man, this prince is already a qualified successor to the emperor.

"Yes!"

With a swing of the dust, he shouted outward, "Xuan." ”

The gates of the palace opened one after another.

Outside stood a straight figure, wearing a black coat, with a long sword behind his back, and black boots standing out.

Looking back at dusk, the eagle nose is high, the eyes are languid, and the eyebrows are thick.

It's a lot!

Indifferently, there was a man in red with a hood standing next to him, and his figure should be a woman.

He grabbed the woman, stepped into the main hall as usual and replied to the prince, "Back to the prince, the people have been brought." ”

Bo Zeyu, who was tall above, frowned at her, waved his big hand, and stood up from the desk.

At this moment, everyone in the hall knelt on the ground.

He walked methodically, like a king in power.

Incomparably majestic.

Approaching the woman, she instinctively took a step back.

Bo Zeyu grabbed her wrist and left her with nowhere to escape.

The other hand slowly raised and took off the hood that held her.

The white neck is exposed to the air, the lips are slightly open, the nose is high, and the eyes are seductive.

The two men stood opposite each other.

The woman was very surprised to see him, and the next second her big eyes were smiling and charming, and the water covered the mist.

The first to speak was Ruo Qianli, whose hands were tied, her childlike expression and mature dress were particularly incompatible, and her voice was still low, "This is your hospitality." ”

Excited, she raised her bound hands.

She was arrested last night, and she came from Zhangzhou to Jiangnan in less than a day, and the person who brought her must have a lot of skills.

She looked around, and there was nothing but the palace maid and eunuch kneeling on the ground.

If you frown for thousands of miles, what about people?

Just been here.

The way she looked around did not escape Bo Zeyu's eyes, but fortunately he had the foresight to open the hood and let him hide on the eaves.

The big palm slapped on Ruo Qianli's raised hands, suppressed, and said in a bad tone: "You are not a guest, you are my prisoner." ”

His domineering proclamation.

That invincible appearance fell in Ruo Qianli's eyes, which was a bit of an eyesore.

Somewhat handsome.

"What do you want?"

She strengthened her consciousness, put her thoughts behind her, and talked to him soberly.

His eyes involuntarily flowed away from his face.

Every time they see each other, it's precious.

She wanted to imprint every image of him in her mind, even if she closed her eyes.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

"Give me the antidote you mixed in the Jade Pill."

Bo Zeyu straightened his waist and looked at her fiercely, "You'd better be smarter, otherwise I have a way to make you speak." ”

As smart as he is, how can he not see through what Ruo Qianli thinks in his heart, once a woman has a bond, her eyes will be different.

But he didn't care, only one scoop of three thousand weak water was taken.

Ruo Qianli, who thought he was hiding well, just pulled the corners of his mouth and pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying, "If you want the antidote, I will definitely offer it with both hands, but I want you to promise me a condition." Otherwise, I would rather be broken than broken, and I will not hand over the antidote when I die. ”

Bo Zeyu didn't want to deceive people at all when she saw her sworn appearance.