Bai Yuan's voice then came in from outside, and he was always cold and respectful: "Emperor, Gongzi Ku Huan is waiting for you in the Futu Palace." ”

Dry bones?

At this time, what is he looking for Zhan Yu to do?

Qiu Yinong vaguely felt that the person Dry Guhuan was like a mysterious soul, always silently surrounding her, and he was helping her.

But, how did he know she was in the Thousand Autumn Palace?

Qiu Yinong looked at Zhan Yu cautiously, hoping that this man would really be able to leave.

However, she was disappointed, and Zhan Yu was indifferent.

She knew that this person Zhan Yu, because he was bullied in the deep palace since he was a child, walked on thin ice, and developed a habit of identity vigilance, and even if he fell asleep, he would know immediately.

This man has been walking on thin ice for more than ten years, and finally once reigned in the world.

Sometimes, Qiu Yinong is a little confused, how difficult should it be to bring down the battle royal?

However, people have weaknesses, don't they?

He will definitely not be an invincible and invulnerable god!!

Without hearing the voice of the battle royal, Bai Yuan was quiet for a while, and then raised his voice again: "Emperor, the prince is unwell, but he insists on waiting for you in the Futu Palace, there must be something important to discuss." ”

The implication is that if he doesn't go back, Dry Guhuan will keep waiting.

According to the personal relationship between the emperor and the dry bone huan, he will definitely not ignore him.

This time, Zhan Yu finally spoke, but Qiu Yinong saw that his eyes were still closed.

"Let him go back, I'm going to sleep with Eleven tonight."

If a man's words are about sleeping with other women, it must be a charming and ambiguous taste, but when he says that he sleeps with Zhao Zishi, he has an unintentional cold and weird taste.

It makes people feel cold in the back of their heads.

Autumn is the feeling of being cold, the whole body is cold, and the heart is also cold.

Sleeping with a dead man? What does it feel like?

Autumn knows it.

I only heard Baiyuan's slightly irrepressible trembling voice coming from outside the door: "Emperor, you have to take care of your body, the ice coffin is not something you can sleep on." ”

"Who says I can't sleep?"

Zhan Yu's hand covered Zhao Zishi's hand on his abdomen, and his words were soft: "Ah Shi can sleep, why can't I?" ”

This time, the voice outside the door was quiet for a long time, and it seemed that the people outside the door were deliberating whether to say it or not.

Qiu Yinong's heart beat hard, and when he heard Bai Yuan, he couldn't help but say after all: "The emperor, the eleventh princess, is dead." ”

"Who said she was dead?!"

Zhan Yu suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand, and the huge palm wind suddenly tore through the air and slammed towards the door, the door did not fall, but there was a vomiting sound of vomiting blood outside.

Momohara was already injured.

In the world of Zhan Yu, only he can admit that Zhao Zishi is dead, and no one can mention it.

Qiu Yi hugged Bai Chan tightly, feeling that the lives of the two people were like being pushed down on the edge of the cliff, and as soon as the wind blew, they fell into the deep valley and broke their bones.

Fortunately, the Emperor finally sat up from the ice coffin.

When he glanced at Zhao Zi steadily, he finally left the ice coffin, covered the ice coffin, took a deep look, and turned to leave.

Hearing the sound of the door shut, Qiu Yinong finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

This life has been picked up.

"Let's go."

The voice of the war lord came from outside the door, and it was a little faint.

Bai Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, watched the emperor walk in front, he knelt at the door, kowtowed to the ice coffin of the eleventh princess Zhao Zishi, got up, and followed the emperor.

Leave this silent and gloomy Qianqiu Palace.