Hua Tangtang's thin lips hooked lightly and smiled: "If she really comes back with you, it will be fun." ”

With her understanding of Fan Fangfang, it is impossible for her to come back with Qing Sixteen.

If he really came back with Qing Sixteen, this would not be Fan Fangfang.

And she......

There's one less sister to play with.

She smiled coldly, blushing like the sunset on the side.

"It seems to be another good luck tonight, let's go into the palace to see my brother."

Qing Sixteen twitched the corners of his mouth, looked down at Hua Tangtang, and muttered:

"Master, I'm afraid you'll scare the emperor if you take the initiative so much."

Recently, the owner always addressed His Majesty the Emperor as 'Emperor'.

Although the 'emperor' is not old, compared with the previous emperors, this age is indeed too young.

It makes sense that the owner looks down on this age.

But every time she peeked in the dark, everyone's 'emperor' looked at it condescendingly.

The Lord's neck is almost stretched out of the giraffe.

It's really stupid and can't tell the difference.

The corners of Hua Tangtang's mouth rose slightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Wrapped in his handkerchief, there was something hidden in it, the emperor's rose-red cloak, decorated with begonia flowers.

Under the Chang Gung star, the warm wind gusts.

The fragrance of jasmine wafts throughout the palace, overflowing and moving.

In the corner of the imperial garden, she looked at the young man in the black robe embroidered with gold on the moon platform, the young man's face was white and tender, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips were ruddy, and he was as tight as a mountain.

Behind him was a young guard, the guard's lips were red and his teeth were white, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was bent over respectfully.

Yu Beichuan frowned slightly, and looked deeply at the guard with side eyes.

"Xiahou Yuqiong really did this?"

"Back to Your Majesty, we found out that Fan Fangfang was indeed taken away by Xiahou Yuqiong."

In the distance, Hua Tangtang looked at the guard's lips one by one, his face changed slightly, and he looked back at Qing Sixteen.

"My father, this is a turn against Fan Cheng, the old traitor?"

"Why should the emperor's secret guard be so powerful now that the sea pavilion is scattered, I guess it was the general."

Qing Sixteen knew that Hua Tangtang could lip language, although the guard deliberately changed the shape of his lips, but this was not difficult for the master at all.

For the flower begonia, it is simply easy.

Hua Tangtang's eyes flashed, and he whispered: "Even if Fan Cheng has no evidence, now that Fan Fangfang has escaped from the barracks, that is, Xiahou Yuqiong and Fan Cheng will soon tear their faces." ”

"The general is not proficient in the court's deceit, but if he fights with Prime Minister Fan, his subordinates believe that the general will win."

"It's still easy to fight only once, but these important ministers of the court who are familiar with the Analects and the art of war like to come to Yin."

She smiled.

It's not that Fan Cheng doesn't bark, but the dog never barks before biting.

Now the election of the emperor is imminent.

She is still old, even if her family background is enough, she may not be able to enter the palace.

Even a favorite concubine may not be.

If you want to give birth to the emperor's eldest son, it is even more impossible.

However, as long as she is there, there is no one in this harem who can climb into the emperor's bed, even if it is a eunuch

This red-faced and white-toothed guard is even worse.

She walked briskly, crossed the covered bridge, turned the attic, and deliberately spared a large circle before walking to the front moon viewing platform.