Su Xi: "......"

Should this monk speak so vaguely and implicitly? It's not straightforward at all.

Alas, I couldn't help but rush up and grab him by the collar and torture him!

She let out a deep breath of cloudy air and quickly walked away.

It wasn't until Su Xi's figure completely disappeared that Yan Fei finally straightened up his bent tall body.

He sat on the futon with his butt in one fell swoop, and the whole thing finally relaxed completely.

An unprecedented wave of frustration came over him, and he couldn't help but want to go crazy.

"No wilderness, have you noticed that Xixi is really not the original Xixi! Not only is her personality and temper completely different, but even her charm has changed! ”

"Look at the way she looked at me just now, where was the way she used to be!"

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

"Little prince, you've said this sentence many times," Wu Huang continued to look down at the book, not surprised, "It's time to be tired, right?" ”

"It's a shame, the imperial brother was eaten to death by her," Yan Fei sighed, "If it goes on like this, the imperial brother must not be led by her nose?" ”

There is no wasteland and does not change color, and his voice is light: "This is not something that the little prince should worry about." ”

"How can this king not worry," Yan Feizou frowned, "The court has talked a lot about her, but the imperial brother has turned a deaf ear, I am afraid that if the imperial brother indulges in the gentle countryside and bears the infamy of the previous life!" ”

"What kind of person the emperor is, others don't know, but the little prince knows best," Wu Huang didn't raise his eyes to look at Yan Fei, his eyes lingered on the scriptures, "The emperor acts and has his own opinions, and the little prince's worries are redundant." ”

Hearing this, Yan Fei lowered his eyes and thought about it.

He took a sip of tea from his teacup and nodded approvingly: "Brother Huang, the wisest and wisest emperor in all dynasties, this king's worries are indeed superfluous. ”

"There is uneasiness hidden inside and outside the palace, and the king naturally thinks more than usual," he frowned, "The queen mother was killed, and she died in the Buddhist hall of Yongshou Palace, the murderer was hidden very deeply, and nothing could be found. ”

"I don't know how many people there are, which is not good for the royal brother."

Saying this, Yan Fei's eyes sank.

Recalling the unbearable encounters from the imperial brother in the past, he is still uneasy.

How difficult it is for the imperial brother to sit on this throne, but he can't mess up the overall situation because of a woman.

Beiling has today's prosperity, all of which he has worked hard to manage, and Beiling, who has become the head of the four countries, has not achieved such achievements for no reason.

Behind all this, it is all the blood and sweat shed by the imperial brother.

"If the little prince is worried about the emperor, he will secretly protect the concubine." Wuhuang lowered his head and flipped through the scriptures, his face was still calm.

Yan Fei looked at him puzzled: "This king is worried that the little girl will harm the imperial brother!" ”

This is no waste, no problem, right?

"She is the person chosen by the destiny, and protecting her is the greatest help to the emperor."

Wuhuang pondered for a moment, and then fell this sentence slowly.

Yan Fei didn't seem to understand.

"By the way, what did she come to you for today?" He asked suspiciously.

Wuhuang raised his eyes and glanced at the things on the table, and said, "I'm here to return the scriptures." ”

Yan Fei followed his gaze, reached out and picked up the scripture book, and unfolded it to look at it.