Almost as soon as Yu Chiyang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room became strange again.

Kou Jingyu glanced at Yu Chiyang, and then lowered his eyes.

He remembered that before he lost consciousness, he saw the interested eyes of Emperor Hongli.

But the eyes weren't on him......

As he has always understood, the emperor is not a person who is greedy for women.

But if not, what did he do with Song Huai'an?

What is there about her worthy of her father's attention?

Kou Jingyu's eyes gradually deepened, and Wei Chiyang on the side found that no one responded, so he asked with a chuckle.

"Where's your princess?"

The room was still quiet, and no one responded to Wei Chiyang's inquiry, and at this time he finally understood.

"Something must have happened......

Song Huai'an's identity King Jing was mentioned to him, and it stands to reason that she has no value worth what others do.

So what can happen to her?

Yu Chiyang's gaze met Kou Jingyu's, and he saw a chill in His Royal Highness King Jing's eyes.

"She's ...... in the palace"

After Kou Jingyu finished speaking, everyone was very confused, not only them, but he didn't figure out the reason now, so he could only lean on Song Huai'an's pillow cushion in despair, raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

"My father detained her in the palace, and I don't know why I did this, but ......"

Kou Jingyu said, his eyes cold.

"But it's just that we don't know, we need to find out ......"

I didn't understand the matter of sending my wife, Kou Jingyu felt ironic.

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The early sun is slightly scorching, and the morning fog is long.

When Song Huaian opened his eyes, he saw such a general scene.

She looked around, only to find that she was lying in an attic, facing a large skylight in front of her bed, and outside the window was the city of Wujing in the mist.

There was a sudden sound of knocking in the drum tower in the distance, and Song Huai'an listened to the distant and dull sound, and suddenly felt a little confused.

It seems that Emperor Hongli really didn't do anything to her.

Still, the pain in her neck told her that she had indeed annoyed the emperor.

Now it must be useless to talk about regret, Song Huaian can only remind himself not to be so impulsive in doing things.

But what if she wasn't impulsive?

Will it be much worse than the situation we are in now?

Song Huai'an didn't know, she just looked at everything outside the window, until the sunlight shone on her through the window, she suddenly got up from the couch as if she had woken up from a dream.

There was no sound outside the house, Song Huaian didn't know where she was, but probably knew that she was still in the palace.

She carefully pushed open the door and looked out, there was a corridor outside, and after going around the corridor, she saw the stairs downstairs, and Song Huai'an walked around and unexpectedly found that she was in the middle of the imperial city.

Obedient -

What kind of treatment is this-

Song Huai'an touched his neck and walked to the attic uneasily, the floor was more and more empty, no one and no furnishings, knowing that Song Huai'an went down to the last floor, and finally saw a man who was cleaning.

"Excuse me......"

As Song Huai'an spoke, the man who was cleaning also turned his head.

This man was wearing a mask.

Song Huaian was a little surprised, according to the formula, generally the one who wears a mask is either a dragon or an important character with an extraordinary identity.

Considering that the masks and tricks all appear in groups, and those with extraordinary identities generally have separate scenes, Song Huaian temporarily tends to the latter.

"Miss Song, do you have a rest?"

Without waiting for Song Huai'an to continue asking, the man who cleaned took the first step to greet him, this person's voice was hoarse for some reason, and Song Huai'an was very careful to understand what he said.

"Thank you, I'm resting well, may I ask where this is, what do you call it?"

Hearing Song Huai'an's inquiry, the man who was cleaning suddenly laughed.

"If you don't make the emperor angry, he may tell you that you came to the palace this time to see the national teacher......"

Hearing this, Song Huaian couldn't help but take two steps forward.

"So, you're the national teacher?"

She thought that the national teacher was a bad old man who was pretentious, but she didn't expect this person to feel quite young, and he was about thirty years old.

"That's right, below is the national teacher of the Southern Wei Dynasty, Si Kou Liangyu."

Si Kou Liangyu......

Song Huai'an jumped a little faster, and she looked sideways at the man in front of her.

Some nervous, some nervous, some excited.

"Then I don't know what the relationship between Si Kou Liangyu and Kou Liangyu is......"

The man stopped cleaning and laughed again.

His laughter was as hoarse as his speech, as if metal was rubbing against each other, strange and harsh.

"What does Miss Song think?"

"I thought ......"

Song Huaian licked his lips as he spoke.

"I thought it was a person."

That letter was too weird,

"If it was someone who could write that letter, it would not be surprising that he is still alive."

I've seen a lot of it, and I know it.

What kind of ability?,Xiuzhen.,Goldfinger.,The protagonist often has these things.。

By the way, if you live a little longer, it's nothing.

It's just that Song Huai'an said tentatively, but he saw that the man who claimed to be the national teacher was still cleaning silently, and he looked very calm.

No matter how much you think about it, he is unmoved.

"Whether it's a name or an identity, it's all a person's code name, and Miss Song thinks what it is."

"That's not going to work."

Song Huai'an watched the man who had cleaned up and began to sort out the books on the shelves again, so he followed.

"If you are Kou Liangyu, then the letterhead I saw yesterday was given by you, then you are also the one who asked me to get rid of someone, since you exist, I am willing to help you according to your arrangement."

"Of course you don't...... That's also very good, it means that Kou Liangyu has really been buried in the ground, and I can continue to live my life as if I didn't see the letter. ”

After Song Huai'an finished speaking, the man next to him suddenly laughed.

The laughter was a little mocking, and Song Huaian was very unhappy when he heard it.

"How about the National Teacher have something to say?"

Feeling the emotion of the woman next to him speaking, the national teacher finally stopped laughing, and he turned his head to look at the woman behind him.

"Now that you're here, do you still think you can get out of it with your whole body?"

"As long as I don't say it, no one knows what the letter is about......"

"Oh? Is it? Are you sure you want your sister to be on the ninety-five? As far as I know, she hates you very much, isn't she afraid that she won't die well when the time comes? ”

Hearing this, Song Huaian finally understood, and she circled around the man in front of her who claimed to be a national teacher.

"You are really Kou Liangyu, you are the first emperor, my God...... You're ......."

Really alive???

"What kind of elixir spirit grass do you have?"

Song Huai was not a little surprised, he thought of it, and now he really saw that it was not a little surprised.

"No, does anyone else know?"

Do you know his true identity, do you know that the national teacher is the first emperor.

It's a ......

Old youkai?

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