On the second day, Qin Zhong woke up from his dream and was in a trance.

He thought that he had finished his life. Raising his hand and looking at his palm, it was still young skin.

So, is everything just a dream?

He smiled, but pale.

Getting up and dressing, washing, and his father asked him to have breakfast with him.

The family sat at the round table, and Qin Zhong had always known how to read words and feelings, which was also one of the reasons why he was quite favored among his father's many children. Seeing the absent-minded and solemn expressions on the faces of his father, eldest brother, and younger brother, he still had doubts in his heart until his father began to speak.

King Qin picked up the porridge on the table, put it down again, glanced around, saw that his children were all looking at him, and sighed.

"Father doesn't want to take the throne, what I told you before, just give up." King Qin put dishes for his sons, "Come, eat." ”

Qin Zhong was a little surprised by his father's reaction, he stuffed a few mouthfuls of porridge, and suddenly his heart trembled, could it be that they also had the same dream.

When I think about it, I am relieved.

When success becomes the goal, other important meanings are lost in life.

He gave a chopstick dish to his father, and smiled slightly, like a spring breeze.

In the morning, inside the General's Palace.

"My lord, what did you do when you carried me and Little Thirteen on your back last night?"

Po ate a piece of snack, staring at the carefree sitting on the soft collapse without blinking.

The girl touched her nose: "No, I went to bed very early last night." ”

"But, Little Thirteen said, he saw you go out last night."

"Oh, he was wrong, I slept well, how could it be me."

Ah Bao didn't care, she picked up another piece of dim sum, and muttered: "Hmm, the peach blossom cake in the General's Mansion is really delicious." ”

Worry-free looked at Bao's bulging face and couldn't help pinching.

"Eat more if it's delicious."

At this time, Zixu walked in.

He glanced at Wu Wu, as if he had something to say, but because of Bao's presence, he didn't speak, just sat in the hall, pursed his lips and didn't speak.

Worry-free and puzzled, I didn't understand why Zixu didn't speak after he came in, but thinking of the big things they had done yesterday and hiding from Ah Bao, he said to Ah Bao: "I want to eat the roast duck of Qingfeng Mingyue, Ah Bao, you go and buy it for me." ”

"Okay, just when I want to eat fried fish crisp, I'll buy it." After finishing speaking, he ran away with a puff of smoke and disappeared.

"Brother Zixu, what do you want to say?" The girl's eyebrows and eyes are crooked.

Zixu pinched the tea cup in his hand, and his deep voice made it difficult to hear the emotion.

"I'll send you back to the Hidden Sword Villa."

"Huh?" Worry-free was surprised for a moment, "I haven't finished doing this yet!" ”

Zixu frowned, staring at the girl's face, as if there was worry in his eyes.

After a while, he said, "But, your body ......."

The girl smiled: "I know, just do these things." ”

Zi Ming's heart tightened, and he didn't know why he always felt that she was going to leave him. He stood up sharply and strode in front of Carefree.

"You go back, whatever you want, I'll help you." His face was grim, but the words he spoke were like pleading.

Carefree blinked, didn't quite understand the meaning of his words, tilted his head and said, "But, I can do it myself." ”

Zixu's face turned black all of a sudden, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

I was most afraid that the air would suddenly be quiet, and I was about to say something more and ease the atmosphere, when the housekeeper came in.

The housekeeper bowed to the two of them first, and then said, "Young Master, Princess Xiyin of the Great Alliance is here. ”

"Nope." Zixu replied coldly, without a moment's hesitation.

"Yes." The butler respectfully stepped back.

"What is she here for?" Wuwu rubbed the jade jue on the handle of the fan, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "Brother Zixu, you can take me to the palace." ”

"What do you want to do?" There was anger in the man's tone.

Wu Wu opened the folding fan in her hand and stroked the painting on it, which she had painted with her brother before. lowered his eyelashes and said casually: "Although I used the dream technique to make several princes temporarily lose the mind of fighting, but the emperor was sick one day, and the regime was still unstable. ”

"You want to cure him?"

"I want him to abdicate." The corners of the girl's lips hooked slightly, "Let those who have the ability live in it." ”