On the fifth day, there was a loud wind in the capital, and every late night, there was a collision sound of the handover of soldiers outside the Taifu Mansion, and the chaotic killing was quietly filling the Taifu Mansion.

Every morning, dead bodies are found at the entrance of the alley.

The deceased were all extremely skilled masters, as could be seen from the calluses in their palms and the high bulging temples.

When Leng Liu and Leng Qi told Xiao Changyun about the tragic situation of the dead body, the latter always showed a faint and shallow smile, and Leng Qi and Leng Liu were terrified.

Son...... Childe's use of sowing discord is beautiful!

deliberately let the regent openly support the five princes, and then intentionally or unintentionally mention the greasy relationship between the five princes and Prime Minister Liang, can a sharp-minded person like Taifu not investigate? !

As soon as Taifu started to check, can Prime Minister Liang sit still and wait to die?

In this way, who else can they be the people who take advantage of the fisherman's profits?

Uniting with Emperor Fenglin and his own master, Gongzi can take the lead almost effortlessly.

With this kind of strategy, they have completely lost their temper!

"Childe ......" Leng Qi stiffened, not looking at the picture of his master and son's spicy eyes, and asked, "Prime Minister Liang protects the five princes so much, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with him?" Shouldn't we be ready in advance? "The implication is that the five princes are the bloodline of Liang Xi, right, and they just sit idly by?

Xiao Changyun, who was holding a book, turned her eyes, her whole person was bathed in the sun, her delicate facial features, beautiful and peaceful, reminiscent of the warm sun of early spring.

It's light, and it's soft.

"Who knows?"

Four words, it seems that the five princes are not taken into account at all.

Leng Qi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But if this is not the case, why does Liang Xi need to work to mobilize the people?" You know, Liang Xi can easily give up even his own sons and daughters, but he attaches so much importance to the five princes, isn't it strange? ”

"Who said he must be for the Five Princes?"

"Not for the five princes, but for others?"

"Hehe......"

Xiao Changyun pursed his lips and smiled, and just as he was about to put down the book in his hand, Bai Yuan on the other end said in a deep voice: "Don't move, it's still a little close." ”

Xiao Changyun's body stiffened, and then he remembered that there was still Bai Yuan.

She couldn't cry or laugh, and said in a consultative tone: "I said the prince, why don't we change Ming'er and paint again?" ”

Bai Yuan was standing in front of the bookcase, with all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case, and Bai Yuan, who was dressed in white, was holding a wolf and painting seriously.

The man like a white cloud and a pine raised his eyes, and there was a kind of childlike stubbornness in his phoenix eyes, and he complained in a low voice: "You said the same thing yesterday." ”

Xiao Changyun then remembered that he had indeed pushed it for a few days......

She glanced at the drawing paper in front of Bai Yuan, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, her eyes were full of helplessness and connivance, and said, "Okay then...... "He always spoils her, and she spoils him occasionally."

If he wants to paint, then keep drawing......

Xiao Changyun maintained his movements so that Bai Yuan could paint, the latter's eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth rose: "This king's Danqing, although it is not as good as the master's masterpiece, it is not bad, and when the painting is finished, you will know." ”

Xiao Changyun: "......"

Cold Current: "......"

Leng Qi: "......"

Not bad?

Lord Wang, is it really good that you are so immodest?

What does it mean to be inferior to a masterpiece? I'm afraid a three-year-old can draw better than you, right?

How miserable are Bai Yuan's paintings?

Let's put it this way, Bai Yuan's paintings are completely inversely proportional to Bai Yuan's appearance and temperament......

Belongs, well, abstract wild?