He asked Lou Fan: "You say, is Wei'er a little too concerned about Lao Jiu." ”

I've known Wei'er for so long, and besides herself, she pays the most attention to Lao Jiu, but they shouldn't have known each other before, and every time she mentions Lao Jiu, Wei'er always can't hide her temper.

Murong Chiqian has crossed the line, beyond the duty of a prince, Yu Gong, he moved the silver of the treasury, Yu privately he made Wei'er unhappy, whether it is public or private, he deserves to die.

"He ruined it all morning." As soon as she heard Murong Chiqian, she lost her happy mood at all.

"I'll go to the court, you wait for me to come back, don't think about it, I promise to let your father come back safely." Seeing her angry face, Murong Weizhen was distressed.

"I see, go ahead." She was lazy, she couldn't lift her spirits, helpless, seeing that the time was not early, Murong Weizhen kissed her smooth forehead and left quickly, now that things are all together, there is really no way.

After a while, we'll be fine together.

Murong Weizhen hurriedly entered the palace, the emperor of the imperial study was already looking at the excerpts, there were usually no major events for three days before the last morning dynasty, the officials of each government gave their respective yamen points every day, there were important things to get together in the court, ordinary things were presented with folds, Murong Weizhen's main job was to replace Emperor Xuanhe and approve the folds, instead of him to discuss matters.

Murong Weizhen is very hard, but Xuanhe Emperor is happy, he has been the emperor for decades, and every day is the same, and now he finally has a successor, and he has free time to tease the two children with the queen, not to mention how comfortable his life is.

If he could, he would want to abdicate now to make way for Xian, the queen had long wanted to go out on patrol in micro-clothes, enjoy the scenery of various places, taste the food of various places, and when he saw Murong Weizhen walking in, he sighed in his heart, the imaginary day is coming. 14

Murong Weizhen had a calm face, and Emperor Xuanhe raised his eyebrows, what's wrong?

"Emperor, why are you late today, I've seen these twists and turns, it's all trivial things, you can deal with the rest, I didn't sleep well last night, go back to make up for sleep first, and let people come to Fengyi Palace to spread the word."

Emperor Xuanhe stood up, patted his son's shoulder, and looked proud, he was secretly happy in his heart, boy, your hard days have come, and my good days have come.

Murong Weizhen snorted almost uncheckably, he had been thinking about whether to stab Murong Chiqian's matter in front of his father on the way here, if it was really punctured, Murong Chiqian would not be enough even if he had ten lives.

It's easy to kill him, but I'm afraid that all the people who support him behind him will fade, the other party is very cunning, for so long, he hasn't found any clues, if he moves Murong Chiqian, they will throw a mouse, and it will be even more difficult to find clues.

So he can't pierce it, and in addition to making his father sad, there is no more useful effect on it, even if his father doesn't care, it's his son.

Emperor Xuanhe thought that he and Lin Weier had an awkward quarrel, he was fine when he left last night, why did he change his appearance as soon as he came back, everything went smoothly in the court, and the Jiuqu Jade Vine was also on the way to the imperial capital, and the only thing that could make him unhappy should be the girl from the Lin family.

The brain made up this possibility, and Emperor Xuanhe left happily.

Bai Qi is not here, today it is Lou Fan who entered the palace with him, and Murong Weizhen sat in front of the new table and watched the folds, and he didn't read a few books for a long time.