After lingering among the flowers for so many years, there are many women around Zhan Xiaoyang, but he has always felt very emotionally empty.

I thought that this was what men and women should be like when they got along, but now that I think about it, it's not really.

A captivating appearance like Yue Xiyan can indeed make him happy for a while, and holding such a woman in his arms is like his position as a high prince, giving people an inexplicable sense of achievement.

I thought that this was love.

But now, just standing with Yue Jiuling like this, he already felt the throbbing in his heart, a feeling that really arose in his heart, not very comfortable, and unusually happy.

Just lowered his eyes and saw Yue Jiuling's hand, he couldn't help but grab it, pulled this woman and rushed out of the palace, rushed out of identity and restraints, and found a forest hut, with morning bells and dusk drums, and peace and security.

As soon as he thought of this, fine cold sweat was already oozing from his body.

"Father, the national teacher dared to flee back to Cangyun, which means that the emperor of Cangyun still doesn't know his true face, and he should not know anything about the murder of Prince Mo and Princess Moli, in this case, it is likely that he will beat us up after going back!" Zhan Xiaoyang turned his mind and said to the emperor.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the strange prince who was lying on the bed, already dying.

Everyone knows very well that if Prince Cangyun dies in Canglan's palace, even if there are thousands of reasons to remove the suspicion, it will inevitably be criticized if he says it.

The imperial doctors and pharmacists were all so anxious that their faces turned pale, but at this time, they were like headless flies, and they would only stand in place and rub their hands and feet.

Yue Jiuling is a small person, one on the left is Zhan Xiaoyang, one on the right is Zhan Long Jin, and he is repairing for a month in the back of the side......

The little god fox surrounded by tall men in the middle feels very non-existent, and the atmosphere is really a bit depressing.

She stared at Zhan Qitian in front of her and found that his face was a little gray, and his eyes were bloodshot, obviously caused by excessive worry.

usually looks majestic, but now it seems that he is an ordinary middle-aged man who is under too much pressure, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the country, and he is really hard!

Thinking of this, Yue Jiuling thought of Si Xueling, and felt that he could build such a very magnificent mausoleum for a concubine, and the old emperor was also a person with deep affection for righteousness.

"That ......" Yue Jiuling decided to make a small head in a low-key manner to help the old emperor share his worries a little: "Have you forgotten me, I am a pharmacist who can refine a second-level mortal pill!" ”

"Jiuling girl is talking like this, are you sure it's low-key?" Meng Xin Jin Ye asked with a confused expression.

"Heh, a woman said she wanted to keep a low profile, can you believe it?" The sixth master replied with the most transparent look I had.

"Don't take it to heart, our Jiuling is very strong, and if you want to be low-key, you don't have the quality of a weak chicken!" The eighth master smiled awkwardly and said roundly.

Lao Jin still didn't know why, but when he thought of the word woman, he suddenly remembered that he had been looking at Miss Jin Sinan for many years, and fell into autism again.

Even if it is quiet in the divine consciousness, why is it also quiet in the dormitory?

Yue Jiuling rolled his eyes as he observed, could it be that they didn't trust him a thousand times?

"I was confused for a while, I have heard a lot about the Nine Spirits in the Heavenly Dao Sect, but the words that reach my ears are always so exaggerated, so I will listen to them as stories after that." The emperor felt that those rumors were too miraculous and clearly exaggerated, so he also bluntly stated what he thought in his heart.

"Oh roar?" Yue Jiuling gently squeezed out a soft cry in his throat, and the little divine fox's ability was clearly questioned by the old emperor.

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