Hou Cong walked into the orchid room, opened and closed the door gently, and was afraid of startling her and freezing her. He was glad that no one here saw him, and he looked at the screen, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed a little saliva. His throat and mouth were burning, his legs couldn't stop, and he had a belly pocket on his hand, and he walked forward. There were probably hundreds of back-and-forth self-questions in my head, whether to stop at the edge of the screen and pass it over, or to ask her first.

A hand was soft and boneless, with a cold murderous aura, and rested on Hou Cong's neck. Baiyi's voice sounded cruel, and it sounded behind him, "Eldest Prince, if you take another step forward, I will beat you, and if you turn around, I will kill you." ”

Hou Cong was coincidental and saw a corner of embroidered shoes on the side of the screen.

"Fool, you're not going to stand behind me barefoot, are you?"

"I'm completely naked, but it doesn't prevent me from doing it."

Hou Cong's heart had stopped beating. Only blood rushes aimlessly in the body.

Hou Cong wanted to turn back, but Bai Yi used a force that made him unable to move. He had no choice but to lower his momentum and persuade her, "We have all been inseparable and have played with bondage." ”

"Hmph."

"I'm just sending you clothes."

"Hmph."

"Then you stand between me and the door, and I must go out. The emperor is still waiting to see me. ”

After Hou Cong said this, maybe it played a little role, and the hand that Bai Yi put on his neck was taken away, and took the belly pocket. He didn't dare to move, and heard the white clothes scream, "I don't know how to tie the belt!" ”

Hou Cong almost "poofed" and laughed, "Then you still don't ask me?" ”

He waited, but there was no response, and he boldly turned around and found that the white clothes were gone. Hou Cong also entered the room, there was no her in the bedroom, and after walking a few more steps, he heard the voice of the nurse in the other room. Hou Cong sighed, he quietly went back to the orchid room, bypassing the screen, the wooden basin over there was still steaming, and the small wooden chair next to him was messy with white clothes, he was so confused that he didn't dare to look at it, he lowered his head and picked up the girl's shoes, and sent them out conscientiously.

Bai Yi didn't know what to do, so he didn't look at him. The nurse wanted to take the shoes, but Hou Cong held on. After three rounds of tug-of-war, the nurse still lost.

"Eldest son, do you still want to put shoes on our girl?"

As soon as the nurse finished asking, Murong Xing entered the hall and asked Hou Cong, "His Royal Highness Chang is well, and the others are also well, please ask the general, do you want to enter the palace immediately?" ”

Hou Cong didn't answer, half-squatted down, grabbed the feet of the white clothes, and put on her shoes, and it was rare that he was not willing to use his strength when he was so impatient. Looking up at her, she was also looking down at him, pouting, staring, and living the expression she had learned from Changkong.

Hou Cong stood up, brushed his sleeves away, and looked at Murong Xing, "Mao, what about people?" ”

"I'm waiting in the main hall."

"Captain Fleet."

"Yes." The voice is lazy.

"Let's go."

"Yes." Bai Yi seemed to have made a special trip to avoid him, walked a few steps quickly, and followed behind Murong Xing.

Is he even closer than me? Hou Cong became angry. At this time, I happened to hear Murong Xing ask a lot of tongues: "What about the girl and our master's temper?" ”

"He peeked at me changing clothes." The white clothes are true.

Hou Cong hurriedly took out the big handkerchief in his sleeve and covered his mouth, nose and face with a sobering and calming medicine, so that he didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood.

How many times has the Yellow Lotus Land been Murong Xing, as if he had discovered something terrible, and he didn't dare to look at the master along the way.

The matter of the courtyard of the deep house is this little benefit, and soon no one will mention it again. Everyone changed into gorgeous costumes and crowns, and in good spirits, according to their positions, rode horses and cars, and brought more green pines and nurses to serve, and set off from Dongfeng Lane and went straight to the palace.

The emperor set up an exquisite banquet in the main hall of Qiwu Palace, and first invited the envoy of the new monarch of Chengguo to come over, an official of the Ministry of Rites, named Wen Yisheng, polite and polite, in his early 30s, and saw Mo Chang. The "other things" that the Emperor Li Guo said was this matter.

Mo Chang was the crown prince when he was captured, but after the new monarch ascended the throne, it was still a question of what he was. Now, it is estimated that he is about to go on the road, Wen Yisheng, on behalf of his country, has given Mo Chang the title of "Yang Xian King", which can be regarded as relieving this embarrassment.

The ceremony is basically none, because the Emperor Liguo is here, and it is not good to promulgate the holy decree on other people's territory, and even the content of the king is still relayed by the Chrysostom of the Emperor Liguo, so Chen Chang thanked the Emperor Liguo. Wen Yisheng finished his errand and said a few words with everyone.

The emperor asked him, "The eldest son of your monarch can also run away from the ground." ”

Wen Yisheng smiled modestly, "What Your Majesty said is not true, I look like I am three years old, so enlightened." ”

The emperor nodded, quietly, "That's going to be canonized." ”

"Yes." Wen Yisheng lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eyes.

The most important meaning was asked. Wen Yisheng finished his errand, said goodbye to the people with status one by one, and was personally taken out by Deputy Chief He to accompany him to dinner. The banquet here is not for him.

The emperor didn't eat much either, and asked Mo Chang about the sacrifice. Mo Chang picked up what he could say about the assassination and told him again.

The emperor directly put down the chopsticks, "Hou Cong, why are you on an errand?" ”

Hou Cong took the lead, and the group knelt down to plead guilty.

The emperor remained motionless, and it was enough for them to kneel before he could speak, "That's it, don't do it." This is not something that you have to be responsible for, and you are not guilty. Arise, O white, good boy. Thanks to you, nothing big happened. Your responsibilities remain the same. still accompany the king to return to the south, and the others will be disbanded on the spot, and don't eat this meal. ”

After the emperor finished speaking, he threw down the entire hall and a group of stunned people, shook off the dragon robe and left.

Hou Cong was the first to stand up. He slowly paced in front of Mo Chang, tugging at his collar and pulling him up, eager to bite him to smash that anger, "Your Highness has worked hard, and now the white clothes are dead." ”

Then he walked out, not even wanting to look at the white clothes. He was angry, angry with everyone. Qingsong trotted and followed, thinking that he joked every day that the master was "sick of the heart", and this is the real thing now. The green tendons on Hou Cong's forehead were violent, his steps were not big, and he was not very steady, his face was whiter, the miserable white was blue and black, and fine beads of sweat came out layer by layer. Qingsong felt sorry for his master, he couldn't figure out what to do in his brain, his mouth was bitter, and he opened his mouth several times, but he was afraid that what he said would not be heard, but it would aggravate the symptoms, so he had to swallow it back.

The object of Hou Cong's anger cannot be said to be the emperor. He was angry that his only reaction after hearing the news was that he was reluctant to use the white clothes as a substitute for the deceased and went south with another group of men. She will be trained by others, protected by others, sent by others, and may also affect the hearts and intestines of others, so that that person is like him at this moment, his heart is beating like thunder, and his body is weak and weak.

What should I do?

Bai Yi and the others hurriedly followed, more than a dozen steps behind Qing Song. The rain of Qingming finally fell at this time. Hou Cong staggered out of the palace gate, suddenly turned around, and knelt there.

Fortunately, Deputy Chief Manager He heard the movement and sent a little apprentice to follow.

Hou Cong said his determination to him: "Please tell the emperor that the minister will atone for his sins, and protect the king of Yangxian to return to the country." Never break your word. ”

As he spoke, he knelt down, but he was already sober, and he still had a low spirit and instructed a few words, "You don't have to kneel, and don't accompany me." Changkong escorted His Highness back, and all affairs in the palace remained the same. Don't let up. Big hair, two hairs and three hairs, and the preparations for the south cannot be stopped. Rest for the night. Da Mao worked hard and sent Miss Yuwen home. Qingsong went to the house and told the old general and the old lady, just say where I am. Weakly, as if pleading, he added, "Let me be on my own for a while." ”

The little eunuch looked at the green pine ignorantly,

"Go ahead, little brother." Qingsong also relieved himself, and remembered to stuff people with half a penny. The little eunuch ran away.

Mo Chang was also angry. His mind is no better than Hou Cong's, and he is also lonely.

He turned and walked away, and he wanted to be willful too.

Changkong can't let go of everything, but he can only keep up. Murong Xing invited Bai Yi home, "Let's go, girl." ”

"Why do I listen to him in everything!"

Bai Yi simply roared, walked over, and knelt next to Hou Cong.

"Little brother," she called the little eunuch who had already run away, "Please report to the emperor, I am the eldest prince's person, if the emperor insists on changing generals in battle, although the sword of the captain of Furui is in hand, I don't know what to do!" ”

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