"Lord Wang, it's time to say goodbye."

The little maid shouted outside, looking like she was about to push the door in. Nan Angui immediately opened his eyes, sat up and looked at Su Muchen.

Su Muchen frowned and said softly, "Take off the clothes outside." ”

"Okay."

Of course Nan Angui didn't want to, but it was easy to get on like this, so she quickly took off her clothes and threw them on the ground, and then got into the bed.

Su Muchen covered the quilts of the two of them together, looking as if he had just woken up.

I thought everything was ready, but suddenly I found a white cloth next to the bed.

"This ......" Nan An Gui was just about to reach out and take it, but he found that Su Muchen took the first step to get it in his hand, and then lowered his head and bit out the blood from his finger and dripped the blood on it.

Nan Angui frowned and was about to say something, but Su Muchen suddenly dragged her to the bed and lay down.

Suddenly, several palace maids walked in outside, one of whom only knew Ziru.

Nan Angui knew that these people were specially arranged here by Empress Jialing, she frowned, although she didn't want to, but she didn't say anything.

It seems that these people must be driven away today, otherwise they will be terrified in the rest of the day.

"Princess, the slave maid will change your clothes."

"No need, just let Ziru come."

Nan Angui smiled and took a few steps back, rejected the strange palace maid, and then motioned for Ziru to come with her eyes.

Ziru deliberately chose a light-colored long dress, and Su Muchen kept coughing while changing clothes.

Nan Angui turned around and felt a little ridiculous when he saw his weak appearance, pretending to be so similar, probably because he had been spending all these years like this.

"Lord Wang, last night's Queen Xipa is going to see it in person."

Sure enough, the plain white handkerchief just now was deliberate, Nan Angui and Su Muchen glanced at each other, and the two of them had to sigh helplessly.

After breakfast, Nan Angui and Su Muchen took the carriage to the palace.

"I didn't expect to meet the imperial brother and the little county lord here, I really had the heart to come over to invite An Tao so early

Finish. ”

Su Zixian smiled and walked towards them with a white fan in his hand, but this smile hid the disdain in his heart.

Nan Angui frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of the picture drawn by Xiaoru that day, and looked carefully at the sudden man in front of him.

Although the two of them are brothers, there is a little more viciousness in their eyes, and Nan Anzhuo's first feeling of him is that he is full of thorns and sharp.

Only a gentle and idle-looking attitude like Su Muchen can make others let down their vigilance.

It seems that in comparison, Su Muchen is more scheming than he thinks of his brother.

"Ahem, ahem! …”

Su Muchen suddenly coughed again? Nan Angui knew that a scene was about to start again, so she quickly pretended to be nervous and gently patted him on the back.

She saw the prince's disgusted eyes with her peripheral vision, but she was silent and did not speak.

"I didn't expect us to come over so early, the royal brother has already said goodbye, it seems that we are not active enough!"

Su Muchen's coughing continued for a while, and finally he said this slightly sarcastic sentence while coughing.

Su Zixian snorted coldly, but when his eyes moved on the little county lord, he was suddenly stunned.

He had seen this woman before, but he didn't expect her to be so beautiful. There is a kind of freshness and refinement.

Su Zixian suddenly regretted that he didn't have a good grasp before, otherwise he would definitely try to include this woman in the harem, which is much better than marrying his sick brother.

"County Lord, my younger brother has been frail and sick since he was a child, and his body is weak, and he will need more care from you in the future."

Nan Angui quietly supported Yan Miaoyu with one hand, and the other hand was still helping him on the back.

She held back the disgust in her heart, and said with a faint smile: "The prince doesn't have to worry, after all, this is Xiaoyue's husband, of course he will take care of it more in the future." ”

"If that's the case, that's even better, but there's a saying I don't know, and I don't know if I should say it or not. I'm afraid that a frail person like my brother won't live long, but there is still a place in my East Palace reserved for you. ”

Su Zixian burst out laughing as soon as his words fell, he didn't notice a trace of killing intent flashing in Su Muchen's eyes, Nan Angui did notice Su Muchen and the past

The difference seems to be a little more experienced.

Nan Angui gently pinched his arm a few times, signaling him to calm down and not be impulsive.

Finally, Su Muchen realized that what he had done was inappropriate, so he had to lower his head again and start coughing again.

"Xiao Yue still wants to thank His Highness for his kindness here, but people who have been sick for a long time may not have a short life, I only know that those who look very normal on weekdays, he is likely to die violently overnight. If the prince has time, he should think more about himself. ”

Su Muchen didn't expect that Nan Angui would be such a sharp-toothed person, and he didn't have to think about it to know how angry and angry the man on the other side was when he heard these words.

Nan Angui didn't want to continue to pay attention to him, so he had to take Su Muchen's hand and the two of them continued to walk side by side towards the front.

Standing in place and looking at the distant back, Su Zixian gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his mouth.

"Leap month, sooner or later, one day I will make you surrender to the feet of His Highness!"

At night, there was silence in the inn.

Yan Miaoyu changed into ordinary black clothes, and took advantage of the fact that no one was there and climbed out of the window and walked into the city.

There was a forest not far outside Kyoto, and after making sure that no one was following him, he hurried inside.

Finally, after walking a short distance, he saw a dilapidated cabin, knocked on the door, and someone inside the house naturally opened the door for him.

"What's the recent situation in Yunzhou?"

In an instant, the candle flame was lit, and the inside of the house was lit up a lot. The person opposite was Yan Xuxiang, the king of freedom.

After the end of the last war in Tongjialing Kingdom, King Xiaoyao had returned to Yunzhou with Zimo.

However, after going back, he never broke off the connection with Yan Miaoyu, and the relationship between the two seemed to be much better than before, and they trusted each other more.

"Everything is fine in Yunzhou, but this time you are in a hurry, the flying pigeon sent me a message to come to the imperial capital of Jialing Kingdom, what is the so-called matter?"

Yan Xuxiang asked with a frown, turned around and poured another cup of tea and handed it to Yan Miaoyu.

"There's something I need to show you."

After Yan Miaoyu finished speaking, he took out a plain white piece of paper from his arms, and scribbled some things on it.