Outside the door.

A floating black shadow instantly pulled back Hua Wan's distant thoughts.

You don't have to think about it, you know, that man is a thorn.

Hua Wan raised her eyes and glanced at them, and then withdrew her eyes lightly.

At this time, he stood up and put the copied spy report back on Mu Han's table.

With his hand, he took the rest of the spy report from Mu Han's table, sat back in his place, and began to read and transcribe page by page.

Looking at the content of the espionage, I had to:

Mu Han's power is a little terrifying.

Even Night Worry-Free is not born to the queen, such a secret will even be discovered?

Hua Wan pinched a spy report and glanced at it.

On the spy report, after Ye Wuwu was sent back. I was seriously ill and had a high fever, and when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything.

But the concubine Jin was very angry, and immediately summoned the Hou Ji clan of the East China Sea into Jinle Palace......

"I'm sleepy!" Hua Wan rubbed her sour eyes and yawned long.

Are they gone? Hua Wan's beautiful eyes swept over: the door was empty.

In the distance, under the plane tree.

The night wind gusted, teasing Mu Hanyue's white brocade robe.

"Your Highness, it's baked!" Thorn deliberately lowered his voice.

At this moment, the thorn held the tray high in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Recently, there have always been some white pigeons in the yard for no apparent reason. A few days ago, there was nothing unusual about these white pigeons.

It wasn't until this morning that I found out that there were a lot of carrier pigeons mixed in this group of white pigeons.

The contents of the letterheads tied to the legs of these pigeons are mostly different, and some of them are empty.

Until I found this carrier pigeon that landed on the stone steps of this Tongtai, it was different.

As soon as the letterhead was opened, it was found that it was a letter written by His Royal Highness Yejunling to Hua Wan on Thursday.

In this way, a message was sent to the densely ventilated yard.

This night Junling, have you forgotten that he is the prince of the Great Zhou?

As a result, just after returning to the order-

The carrier pigeon was roasted like this.

"Hmm!" Mu Han glanced sideways at the tray, where there was a roasted pigeon with a bright yellow color and a fragrant fragrance: "Not bad!" ”

"Your Highness, the letter ......" Mang took it out of his bosom with a stinging heart: "What should I do with it?" ”

"What about you!" Mu Han's cold phoenix eyes glanced at the thorns coldly.

"......" Mu Lengran's handsome face made the whole person tremble with fright.

"The Hua family's thing, you did a good job!" Mu Han glanced at the panicked thorn leisurely: "In the future, the darkness of the East China Sea and the South Land will all be dispatched by you!" ”

“…… Here! Thorn blinked.

His Royal Highness made such an arrangement, wouldn't that be:

His strength is almost on par with Shenmu?

But then again.

In terms of force value, he would not be able to defeat Shenmu if he cultivated for another thousand years.

But about Fengyue's methods, he Shenmu is afraid that he will not be able to catch up with him in this life.

It's the East China Sea Hou full of flowers. At first, he was reluctant to leave the East China Sea.

Later, he asked people to arrange a woman from the Qinglou...... After the warmth, the old man in the city sang every night.

Taking advantage of the fact that the flowers were still unfinished, he asked people to redeem the woman directly and sell it to Huaixianglou in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. also deliberately gave the wind to the flower city. As a result, Hua Mancheng took the whole family in a hurry, directly obeyed the flow order, and moved to the scale capital city overnight.

In this way, the stepdaughter of the Hua family was successfully arranged to fall into the arms of the Night Monarch Mausoleum.

"Not leaving?!" Mu Han glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth grew bigger and bigger, driving the person down.

Before leaving, Mangshorn was a little at a loss: "After that, the letter from the flying pigeons of the Fourth Highness, let's not give flowers...... Princess? ”

"......" Mu Han kicked in the air, his eyebrows narrowed, and he glanced at the letter in Mangting's hand.

"Subordinates know their mistakes!" The thorn directly slapped himself and quickly stuffed the note into his mouth.