Outside the house, there are three watches, and inside the house, the dead leaves fall to the ground, sonorous and powerful.

Chenwang's Mansion is still brightly lit, silent under the eaves, only to see the autumn moon wandering in the inky blue sky, with clouds like smoke and fog, draped in a light veil, pouring a piece of moonlight into the distance, as elegant as frost, and like osmanthus flowers exude a faint fragrance.

"Your Highness, why didn't Lin'er come back with you?" coughed lightly, and saw Tang Yu with a pale face, wearing a gray half-worn cloak, standing under the window with Xiao Mochen.

The night breeze came slowly, and the fallen leaves swirled gracefully on the branches, and finally fell to the ground.

"Lin'er is in poor health, and it is not appropriate to run around quickly, so she stops and stops all the way to recuperate, and Luohe is also there, so the master can rest assured."

"Luohe?" Tang Yu's expression suddenly became stern, and he said sharply: "Nonsense! The Fang family and the Leng family have been staring at him recently, how can he deal with the people of King Chen's Mansion at this time, if he is discovered, he will not only find out his life experience, but also make His Highness the target of public criticism. It seems that when the minister is better, he will have to talk to him. ”

The indoor lights were flickering, the candle shadows were shaking red, the candles were shaking, and a layer of floating light hit Tang Yu's body, making him look much gloomy, and his eyes were drooping, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Xiao Mochen retracted his gaze, looked at the leaves rubbing outside the window, the rustling sound of the blowing, his voice seemed to be soaked in moonlight, much more desolate, and opened his lips: "The master is too careful, Luohe goes to Jialing, there are other very important things to be busy, so I will be very careful and will not expose myself."

"Jialing is an ordinary small southern city, if it weren't for the rapid development of the Fang family in the world's first village in recent years, which has given it a signboard, and it has almost no sense of existence, what can Luohe do there? The imperial court and Fang Zhuo's old fox both stared at him closely, and if he made a mistake, he would lose everything. Tang Yu's pale short beard shook frequently, obviously dissatisfied with Luohe's private trip to Jialing.

Now that it has reached a critical period, Tang Yu has become a frightened bird, tiptoeing, for fear of startling the slightest wind and bringing disaster to King Chen's mansion.

"Luohe is the closest to the master, if he doesn't tell the master about this, the king has no way of knowing, the next time the master sees him, he can ask."

By the way, why did he have a relationship with the Xiliang witch? Why do you want to hurt this king's woman without telling this king? Why are they moving away from us?

Half of Xiao Mochen's handsome side face was hidden in the moonlight, and his eyes were dim, and the moonlight like water could not fall for half a minute.

He didn't allow Ge'er to have the slightest hidden danger around him, but what he never imagined was that he finally found out about Luohe, but he couldn't move this young general for half a point.

Who is Luohe? He is the only bloodline of the Luo family, not only can't he move, but he also has to protect it, otherwise, how can he be worthy of the hundreds of souls of the Luo family? What's wrong with his mother?

"Hmm." Tang Yu bowed his head, turned his head, stared at Xiao Mochen with great satisfaction, and continued: "The matter of Jialing, Your Highness is considered a blessing in disguise, is there any news from King Xin's side?"

Shaking his head, Xiao Mochen's expression was a little serious, and he replied: "The corpse refining base in the Fang family's forest was destroyed by a fire, and the three elders also fled, without the charge of colluding with the Xiliang demons and mutilating innocent children, the Fang family naturally can't control it, and the three emperor brothers have returned in vain."

"Heh, King Xin has always been more than successful and more than defeated, otherwise, after fighting with the Leng family for so many years, there will be no effect at all." Tang Yu sneered and complained about the letter king.

Lowering his head and stroking the red lacquered wooden window carved with complex window flowers, Xiao Mochen's phoenix eyes were raised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, "In order not to want the three emperor brothers to return in vain and get angry, this king gave him a third elder, as well as the corpse refined by the three elders." ”

"The Third Elder is fake?" Tang Yu then asked.

"True and false, false and true, if the three elders do not come out to clarify the truth, then what the king sent is true. If the three elders come out, it's really not too late to send it again. In short, whether it is true or not, you can borrow the hand of the third emperor brother and beat the woman in the harem hard. ”

Looking out the window, Tang Yu touched the messy short beard on his chin, nodded frequently, and echoed: "It's really feasible."

The knotted fingers rubbed the purse on his waist for a while, and Xiao Mochen asked casually: "Master, what do you say, what step will the Third Emperor Brother take?"

With lowered eyes and thinking for a moment, Tang Yu pulled the cloak on his shoulders and said, "I can't say for sure, perhaps, King Xin won't have time to do anything, and he will be uprooted by the queen." Shin Wang has always been very utilitarian, addicted to the game of chasing power, and fought with the princelings. However, because he is brave and unscrupulous, he does things with thunder and rain, and he has no chapter at all, he is still like an ant, he can't shake the East Palace for half a minute, and the queen is too lazy to bother to entangle with him. After a pause, Tang Yu twisted his eyebrows, a little confused and puzzled between his eyebrows, and continued: "But in recent days, King Xin's whole person seems to have been reborn, his utilitarianism is even more than before, and he is not as direct and reckless as before, but makes the plan step by step, not long ago, he just took away the official kiln in the north from the Leng family, and kicked away the Fang family's Yulin Army, and replaced it with his own henchmen. Coupled with this matter, the minister felt that the queen would definitely not do nothing, and if she felt that the king of faith threatened her, she might get rid of it and never suffer in the future. ”

The night breeze came slowly, cold and biting, like cold water around him, Xiao Mochen's narrow phoenix eyes were full of coldness.

Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, never suffering from future troubles, is the usual trick of that woman. It's just that he is no longer the little boy who is shivering under the table because of fear, doesn't she love to make knives behind people's backs, then let her see whose knife is more ruthless and faster.

"Brother Sanhuang, this king will watch some of it, this time, I have to let her lose her skin if I say anything." His jaw was tight, his voice was cold, Xiao Mochen was cold, he had been sharpening his sword for ten years, it was time to show up.

"It's just that His Royal Highness needs to be careful about the king, there should be a master hidden behind him, and there is ......" Tang Yu stopped, and looked at Xiao Mochen's narrow phoenix eyes with kind eyes, like an ordinary elder, and asked about his marriage.

"When does His Royal Highness plan to enter the palace to talk to Emperor Xuan about the marriage? The palace has not been open for a long time, and many things in the palace have not been prepared, if His Royal Highness plans to start a family in the near future, the minister will have to spend time preparing for it......"

At the mention of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the dark pupils reflected the candle flame that was clearly extinguished in the room.

He seemed to see through the candle flame, ten miles of red makeup, flowers all over the ground, away from the song of the phoenix crown and the xiaxia, holding a happy fan and half hiding his face, his eyes were clear, half ashamed and half happy, Ying Ying walked towards him, and shouted to him in a coquettish voice: "Husband."

Husband, husband.

Xiao Mochen was stunned in place half-intoxicated, deaf to Tang Yu's voice, and his ears were full of songs and calling him husband softly, one after another, as sweet as spring brew, making him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Tang Yu called him, and the volume slowly increased.

When he came back to his senses, Xiao Mochen hurriedly responded to him, and his voice was brisk: "The sooner the better, this king will enter the palace tomorrow."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Tang Yu asked.

Because he can't wait.

I want to give her a goodnight kiss every night, I want to see her every morning when I wake up, I want to keep her by my side all the time, under my nose, to relieve the pain of lovesickness, and more importantly, he can't wait to hear her sweetly call him husband.

That husband, his song must be very beautiful.

"Master, your body is just right, it is not suitable to blow the wind, rest, this king is gone."

Xiao Mochen answered the question, raised his eyebrows, and said goodbye to Tang Yu happily.

His steps were too brisk to see the complexity and coldness in the eyes of those behind him.