Half an hour later.

Chenlong came out to explain: "Adjournment, everyone has worked hard during this time, and it will continue tomorrow." ”

A group of high-level officials nervously surrounded Chenlong to ask about the situation, for fear that something big had happened.

"It's okay," Chenlong rolled his Adam's apple, "Regular operation." ”

When the emperor is always the right not to go to the early dynasty, his grandfather occasionally and Concubine Xi Qingqing and I are willful, not a faint monarch, right?

Everyone left suspiciously, always feeling that Bo Gucheng was doing great things behind their backs.

Suddenly.

Nangong Mo, who was far away in Qingcheng, received a secret telegram: Bo Gucheng is guarding against us, secretly planning big things, and the fourth master is careful.

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and threw the secret electricity to his subordinates: "What has Chacha Bo Gucheng been doing lately?" ”

Subordinate: "If you go back to the fourth master, after he returns to the imperial capital, he is just dealing with a few old cases before he retires...... He will not accept any new tasks, and he will never go to banquets and dinners. Oh yes, he's still looking at the cemetery, probably to bury them at a certain date. ”

Nangong Mo narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully: "That's it?" What is there to guard against others? ”

"Subordinate...... I don't understand either. ”

"Let's go and urge Master Wu Ming, he is in the mountains, how is the exploration, let him report to me directly."

"Fourth Master, by the way, I want to help Miss Meng ask Master Wu Ming, who hurt her?"

"Not necessarily. Wu Ming's affairs are more urgent, and he must not be distracted. Nangong Mo's tone was cold, and his cold blue pupils did not have a trace of emotion.

The subordinates were secretly frightened.

No wonder people in the world say that the fourth master is cold and thin, and his mind is as deep as the sea and elusive.

Miss Meng had such a big thing as breaking her hand, and she would be affected for the rest of her life, but the fourth master didn't think it was a big deal, so he didn't feel nervous or unconcerned, but put the task performed by Master Wu Ming in the first place.

This is not a normal human mind!

What did the fourth master tell Master Wu Ming to do when he went to the grave in the mountain?

==

After Bo Gucheng dismissed the high-level people who were holding the meeting.

He concentrated on "big things" - reading poems to Xi Zuer.

Xi Zuer lay on the edge of the bed, half-squinting and listening to the man's subdued voice, and even the bed that she was not used to sleeping in was a little more comfortable.

At first, she also asked a lot of questions that made the man blush and heartbeat, but gradually, the phoenix's eyes closed slightly, and her even breath passed through the watch to Bo Gucheng's side.

The man stroked the little face on the screen and said slowly, "Good night." ”

He was reluctant to turn off the call.

I always carried my phone with me, and kept the screen on when I slept, so I could see her delicate sleeping face, and by the way, I found that she was very dishonest when she slept...... In just an hour, I kicked my little foot on the watch screen.

The man almost wanted to put his hand across the screen and face the arch of the pale foot...... Give it a few good pinchs!

He got up and took a cold shower.

But he was still a little dry, and he didn't want to sleep, so he simply forced himself to look through the relevant information submitted by Chenlong and the old president six years ago......

Only work can make him calm down for a short time!

==

The countdown to the college entrance examination is nine days.

A black car was parked in the parking lot outside the senior high school teaching building.

Xi Ruzhu received a call and ran down, got into the car, and saw Nangong Meng, who had not shown up for several days.

"Miss Dream, you ......"

She looked at Nangong Meng, whose right hand was wrapped in thick gauze, and whose arm was obviously shorter.

Nangong Meng's face was gloomy and thin, and the dark circles under his eyes were so thick that the foundation couldn't cover them: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm here to call you here." Were you adopted by Xi Zuer's family? Do you know the date of Xi Zuer's birth? Hurry up and give it to me! ”

Xi Ruzhu didn't expect Nangong Meng to make this request as soon as he opened his mouth.

The phrase "adopted" pierced her heart for a moment, and at the same time, she was a little confused.

What does Nangong Meng want Xi Zuer to do when she was born?