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When Kou Liangyu woke up, it was already evening, and Song Huai'an had already moved a soft couch from nowhere to put him on it, he picked up the mask next to the bed and put it back on, and searched around.

Song Huai'an was not in the house, but she probably didn't leave.

This is the castle tower, and no one can get out of it unless he gives it his permission.

Sure enough, not long after, Song Huaian walked in from outside the door, and when she saw the man who woke up, her brows furrowed very tightly.

"I said, it's been a whole day, and no one has brought food, or do you already have a valley, even if you have a valley, I haven't ...... yet."

She had been hungry all day, and whenever she went out, she would be stopped by the guards outside, and she would not let her go even if she was soft or hard.

"Do you want me to do something, or do you want me to starve to death......"

As soon as he woke up to this accusation, Kou Liangyu pressed his forehead, this time the heavenly punishment seemed to be more serious than before, he tried to open his mouth, just about to speak, but his throat was like a knife.

Soon, a hint of rust came to my mouth.

He stood up on the soft couch, looked at the woman in front of him, and untied a small card from his waist.

An incomprehensible totem is painted on the front, and three characters are engraved on the back, the castle tower.

The castle tower?

Could it be that this is it?

"You're saying I can leave with this?"

Kou Liangyu nodded.

The matter has been negotiated, so there is no need to continue to keep Song Huai'an here.

Song Huai'an and Song Huaixin.

These two are natural rivals, and they will be entangled even if they don't do anything.

One is dead, one is alive.

Thinking about the delicate face under the mask, he smiled lightly.

Song Huai'an glanced at the man behind him when he left, this is the dynasty he established single-handedly, he definitely doesn't want his country to change hands, but since he has not completed it in the seventh generation, can she do it?

Song Huai'an sighed, pinched the token in his hand, and left without looking back.

The moment Song Huai'an left the castle tower, someone from the palace sent the news to the ears of Emperor Hongli.

The window of the study was facing the direction of the castle tower, which was the center of the palace, but it was also a forbidden place. When the first emperor was alive, the castle tower was already there, and the national teacher who knew the way of heaven had been staying inside, and it had been twenty-seven years since he knew it, and he had never seen anyone, and all arrangements were made only by letters.

This time, I wanted to see Song Huai'an.

The predestined person of the first emperor......

"The national teacher actually gave her all the orders of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

It seems that the woman is not in the ordinary place......

Although he didn't see it.

"Just send someone to keep an eye on her, and protect her from death......"

The cronies who came to report were ordered to retreat, and the emperor was the only one left in the imperial study.

"Destiny...... Destined? ”

He flipped through an old book from the desk with a letterhead in it.

This is the only thing left to him by the first emperor before his death, but it is written about the date of his death......

"It's three months away."

Emperor Hongli said as he closed the old book and put it back in the dark compartment of the room.

Trimester......

He wanted to see with his own eyes whether there was really a destiny in this world......

The evening daylight gradually faded, the lights in the imperial study had not yet been lit, and Emperor Hongli stood in the dark space with his hands in his hands, his eyes dark.

Outside the study, Father-in-law Shun was holding a letterhead with Fuchen in both hands, and his face looked a little anxious.

"Your Majesty—"

The shrill voice of the eunuch came from outside the house.

"Letter from Ningzhou, Sheng Jin is coming to Wujing."

When Kou Liangyu woke up, it was already evening, and Song Huai'an had already moved a soft couch from nowhere to put him on it, he picked up the mask next to the bed and put it back on, and searched around.

Song Huai'an was not in the house, but she probably didn't leave.

This is the castle tower, and no one can get out of it unless he gives it his permission.

Sure enough, not long after, Song Huaian walked in from outside the door, and when she saw the man who woke up, her brows furrowed very tightly.

"I said, it's been a whole day, and no one has brought food, or do you already have a valley, even if you have a valley, I haven't ...... yet."

She had been hungry all day, and whenever she went out, she would be stopped by the guards outside, and she would not let her go even if she was soft or hard.

"Do you want me to do something, or do you want me to starve to death......"

As soon as he woke up to this accusation, Kou Liangyu pressed his forehead, this time the heavenly punishment seemed to be more serious than before, he tried to open his mouth, just about to speak, but his throat was like a knife.

Soon, a hint of rust came to my mouth.

He stood up on the soft couch, looked at the woman in front of him, and untied a small card from his waist.

An incomprehensible totem is painted on the front, and three characters are engraved on the back, the castle tower.

The castle tower?

Could it be that this is it?

"You're saying I can leave with this?"

Kou Liangyu nodded.

The matter has been negotiated, so there is no need to continue to keep Song Huai'an here.

Song Huai'an and Song Huaixin.

These two are natural rivals, and they will be entangled even if they don't do anything.

One is dead, one is alive.

Thinking about the delicate face under the mask, he smiled lightly.

Song Huai'an glanced at the man behind him when he left, this is the dynasty he established single-handedly, he definitely doesn't want his country to change hands, but since he has not completed it in the seventh generation, can she do it?

Song Huai'an sighed, pinched the token in his hand, and left without looking back.

The moment Song Huai'an left the castle tower, someone from the palace sent the news to the ears of Emperor Hongli.

The window of the study was facing the direction of the castle tower, which was the center of the palace, but it was also a forbidden place. When the first emperor was alive, the castle tower was already there, and the national teacher who knew the way of heaven had been staying inside, and it had been twenty-seven years since he knew it, and he had never seen anyone, and all arrangements were made only by letters.

This time, I wanted to see Song Huai'an.

The predestined person of the first emperor......

"The national teacher actually gave her all the orders of the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

It seems that the woman is not in the ordinary place......

Although he didn't see it.

"Just send someone to keep an eye on her, and protect her from death......"

The cronies who came to report were ordered to retreat, and the emperor was the only one left in the imperial study.

"Destiny...... Destined? ”

He flipped through an old book from the desk with a letterhead in it.

This is the only thing left to him by the first emperor before his death, but it is written about the date of his death......

"It's three months away."

Emperor Hongli said as he closed the old book and put it back in the dark compartment of the room.

Trimester......

He wanted to see with his own eyes whether there was really a destiny in this world......

The evening daylight gradually faded, the lights in the imperial study had not yet been lit, and Emperor Hongli stood in the dark space with his hands in his hands, his eyes dark.

Outside the study, Father-in-law Shun was holding a letterhead with Fuchen in both hands, and his face looked a little anxious.

"Your Majesty—"

The shrill voice of the eunuch came from outside the house.

"Letter from Ningzhou, Sheng Jin is coming to Wujing."

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