Xia Shenfeng jumped to the railing, dangling his legs, as if he was looking at the scenery of the palace under the sunset, he saw that his imperial brother did not follow, so he walked around with confidence and dared to look for it.

  While looking at it, he expressed his disgust for his old father's behavior, and then sighed and thought, can you not worry about it, he is just this imperial brother, and he can't wait for his imperial brother to be the happiest person in the world.

  But no matter how much he craned his neck and stared into the distance, he just didn't see what he hoped to happen.

  Xia Shenfeng exhaled heavily, jumped down from the railing, and then took a light leap, and the handsome figure soared, turned into a shock, and disappeared into the sky.

  It seems that he will have to do it himself.

  He thought so, and the speed of light work under his feet was faster.

  The direction in which Xia Shenfeng bravely moved forward was the Imperial Palace, and his purpose was to agitate to stop the clouds. During this time, whenever he entered the palace to accompany the king, he was stifled by the low air pressure emanating from his imperial brother's body.

  When the Taiheng Palace was deliberating, all the ministers were immersed in the gloom and cold for many days and were miserable, and they all came to beg him to quickly solve the situation that could scare people out of illness.

  So he was a man who shouldered the heavy responsibility of a courtier, and for the sake of the vitality of the palace, he decided to die without hesitation.

  According to his observation, the crux of the problem lies in Zhiyunxi, and when there is no Zhiyunxi, his imperial brother is a flower that has lost its moisture.

  It seems that it is very inappropriate to describe a monarch in this way.

  But it is true. The woman who has been with his brother for many days in the palace has been replaced by the one who is, coincidentally, who is actually the maid of Zhiyunxi, the main lord does not come, but the maid is on the throne, which is intricate and scary.

  Is there a feeling of the annual emotional drama?

  As expected, the more he accompanies him, the more distinct the coldness and depression around his imperial brother, and finally the cold heart that finally melted a little is frozen by the thick ice and snow again.

  His heart was barren, covered with ice and snow, and there was no trace of life, and his imperial brother seemed to have returned to the state of being cold and living like a dead man.

  How could he not feel distressed, how could he not do everything possible to find a way.

  He didn't know what happened between Zhi Yunxi and his imperial brother, but he hoped that there would be room for a turnaround, so he deliberately said that the battle situation ahead was extremely thrilling and tragic, and it was unpredictable tragedy of life and death, and then let Yunxia go to find Zhi Yunxi, and even return Yunxia to Zhi Yunxi a sense of explaining the future, hoping to make Zhi Yunxi nervous his imperial brother through the mouth of Yunxia without revealing a trace.

  However, Zhi Yunxi didn't come!

  He waited to see Zhi Yunxi's anxious rush and then rushed into his imperial brother's arms desperately, then the two hugged each other tightly, and then released their suspicions, and then they were out of control, and then that emotional outburst and retreated everyone......

  Well, the beginning didn't start, where did so much come about.

  Xia Shenfeng frowned slightly, and thought about it with self-doubt, could it be that I was wrong? Zhi Yunxi is not emotional about my imperial brother at all, let alone worried about my imperial brother's life and death?

  Xia Shenfeng, who thought so, once again accelerated the speed of his feet, and shuttled through the cornices.

  An Shaobai quietly sneaked back to the Luo'an State military camp, and the general who had been covering for him was also a friend of life and death who was like a brother and sister.

  "The raid was clearly unsuccessful." Yi Chu choked his wrists.

  An Shaobai fell into deep thought, and after a while, he decided, "This time there is no miraculous effect, and it is not good for us to consume it again, you go and arrange it, and evacuate quietly in batches to preserve our strength, and then think about it in the long run." ”

  Yi Chu agreed, and immediately arranged the evacuation with the exit from the big tent.