Chapter Forty-Six: The Messengers of the Letter Will Gather

Following.

The shadow woke up to the sound of Han Chen opening the door, and there was a moment of confusion in his red eyes, and then he regained his clarity.

With a playful smile, he propped up his head with one hand, and let the silver hair scatter on his shoulders and face, Han Chen took a handkerchief and stepped forward, knelt in front of the shadow, and held his hands in front of the shadow.

The shadow didn't move, Han Chen didn't wait, he raised his eyes to look, but broke into the shadow of the shadow. His heartbeat skipped a beat in an instant, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Master." ”

Yan Ying looked down at Han Chen, and smiled lightly: "You come to wipe it." ”

Han Chen's heartbeat was a little faster, the master was becoming more and more evil now, and he always couldn't control his thoughts, although he knew that the master was just closer to him, but he always had a different feeling, he couldn't control it, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Slowly stepping forward, he gently took the shadow of the hair behind his back, and wiped his face, where the veil had skimmed, every place was on his heart, and he had been like this for years, and he had spent many long nights in the same face. I don't know how many long nights I woke up in a panic, I don't know if there will be a day when the master will no longer treat himself specially, and he no longer needs himself......

Every time I guessed, I saw the familiar figure on the second day, and when I heard a special voice, my heart instantly fell to the ground. No one knew how sad and distressed he felt when he overheard Soul, Night, Wei and Rose discussing looking for a good man for the Venerable Lord. The feeling of suffocation was something I had never experienced before.

"It's cold." The cold voice came, which woke up the cranky Han Chen, hurriedly got up and put the handkerchief back, turned around and went to look for clothes.

Shadow sat up from the bed, and without shoes, walked to the window, and opened it. Last night's rain had been falling for a long time, and there were still intermittent raindrops falling on the eaves, and the wind was very cool, blowing away the warmth on my body.

Han Chen took the clothes and saw that the shadow was only wearing a single coat and no shoes. The gauze on the back can be clearly seen. Hurriedly stepped forward and draped his clothes over the shadow, and turned to look for his shoes.

Yan Ying sat in front of the dresser, put on her shoes, and Han Chen began to pull her hair.

"Send a message to Li'er, you can go." The shadow spoke.

"Yes, master."

"Did you tell him about my injuries?"

"Without the will of the master, the slave does not dare to make his own claims."

"Well, that's fine."

"Leave them alone."

"Yes." Han Chen naturally knew who the shadow was referring to.

The simple bun was quickly tied, the clothes were quickly put on, the master and servant came out of the room, the palace car outside had been prepared, simple preparation, the palace car continued to move north.

When Luo Ji knew that the shadow had left, it was already a stick of incense.

"The hidden palace is really a hidden palace, and it is even more difficult for others to know about things that others don't want others to know." Luo Jiran reluctantly spoke, looking to the north.

The palace car passed by, gradually desolate, and the population decreased.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, have sent flying beasts, and if nothing else, they will arrive tomorrow." The cold sounds outside the car.

"Hmm." The shadow replied faintly.

She was a little tired, and the injured were always very tired.

"The order has been given, and the lord has arrived in the territory of the hidden temple. Rose spoke, and a dark shadow disappeared from sight.

The shadow squinted, the dark hall, it had been a long time since he had returned.

"Han Chen, arrange a banquet in two days."

"Yes, master. When he returned, the slave began to make arrangements. ”

"Well, call more people to help, and you'll have other things to do in a few days."

"Yes, master, slave knows."

Luohuo country.

"How's the prince?" The old king sat on a high throne, and in the twilight of his life, his eyes were still clear. Although there are a lot of wrinkles, you can still see a talent when you were young.

"Back to the king, the prince has successfully obtained the holy water, and he is already heading north." One of the ministers replied hunched.

"That's good, my son is naturally extraordinary." The old king had a distinct smile on his face, and his face was full of pride.

The ministers nodded yes.

"I heard that the prince met the people of the hidden temple on the ancient island, but the details are not clear, and the prince has no details, and he will not know until the prince returns." The minister who had just spoken spoke.

The old king's eyes narrowed: "The Hidden Palace...... In the past few years, the power has risen sharply, if my son intends to dominate, this secluded palace, I am afraid that it is a strong enemy! ”

"The king doesn't have to filter, everything is not yet known."

"That's it, it's all their young people's business, if there really is that day, there will be everyone." There was something else in the old king's eyes.

"I will do everything in my power to assist the prince." The ministers knelt on the ground, and the country of Luohuo has never been invincible, and it is invincible!

"Hahaha......" the old king laughed heartily.

"I don't know if Miss Xia Ji has arranged it?" The queen, who sat next to the old king, spoke.

The royal family of Luohuo has practiced monogamy for generations, and the relationship between the old king and the queen is also very good.

"Naturally, since the national teacher watches the stars at night and says that Xia Jing is the person of Ran'er's destiny, then she must take care of it." The old king looked at the queen dotingly.

It's his fault, when he was only focused on the country, when he was busy with state affairs, when the queen went back to her parents' house to save her relatives, her youngest son was robbed by thieves halfway, and he has not found it until now, and the queen has cried day and night for this, it is her own fault......

"That's good, when Ran'er comes back, let the two get along well, and get married as soon as possible, they will settle down, and they will rest assured." The queen spoke, and her face was full of kindness.

"King and Queen Shengming! King and Queen Shengming! King and Queen Shengming! ”

But I don't know how difficult this 'fate' road is.

Flower family.

A red figure sat on a swing, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Your Highness." Wind openings.

Qian Hanli didn't agree, obviously still immersed in his own world.

"Your Highness!" The wind raises the sound.

"What are you yelling at, you can hear it!" Being disturbed, Qian Hanli was very unhappy. He doesn't know how long it has been since he saw his sister, Feng dangles in front of his eyes every day, but he never brings news of his sister, and sometimes he suspects that Feng is not one of the 'Eight Ghosts', or has been replaced by someone else.

"Your Highness, the Lord is passing the message" The wind is also calm, he is used to Qian Hanli's brutality, that's right, it is brutal.

Qian Han Li stood up from the swing violently: "Sister has news?" What is it, tell me quickly! ”

"The Lord said, let us leave for the secluded temple immediately."

"Go back? And what about her? ”

"Your Excellency is already on his way back."

Qian Han Li suddenly smiled: "Then let's go quickly, otherwise my sister will be in a hurry." When the words fell, the man had already run to the door. Feng was helpless and walked towards the inner courtyard, he still needed to do something.