Zhao Chen, who fled in the wilderness, did not return to the room, but entered the palace closely.

In the palace road, she half leaned on the chariot, subconsciously pressed on the thing that fell around her neck, and her eyes were uncertain.

Immortal Heaven –

Even Changshengtian failed to protect the little boy, but he still fell into darkness, from the scorching sun to the long silent night.

also suppressed the hope that had grown in her heart-

After the spread of the news, she limped into the Qianqing Hall and bowed: "The minister knocks to see Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Chu put down the red pen in his hand, looked at her for a while, and asked lightly: "Didn't you say that you were going to go out of Beijing to inspect before?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the minister thinks about it, but I still think that I should stay in Beijing to share your worries, the criminal officials and all the things involved in the fake silver ticket case, my colleagues in the Metropolitan Procuratorate are fully competent..."

She was pulling without blushing or beating her heart, but a book suddenly flew from above and smashed on her head.

After the fold fell to the ground, a few lines of content revealed between the white paper and black ink made her eyes narrow.

"Do you know what it is to deceive a king?" Emperor Chu asked lightly.

"You deserve death—" She knocked on the ground.

Emperor Chu leaned forward and smiled deeply: "Sin deserves death... So you don't want to live like this? ”

The actual killing intent came from above, causing Zhao Chen's back to tense and his lips to tighten.

"Your Majesty!" She gritted her teeth and raised her head to look at Emperor Chu, "The minister wants to live too much, and he doesn't want to die in vain." ”

Emperor Chu knew that as long as she dared to leave Beijing, the third party would take the opportunity to attack her, but when she asked to leave Beijing, he had no intention of blocking or reminding her, but readily agreed-

Emperor Chu instantly raised his eyes, and a dangerous dark color flowed inside.

"The minister is stupid, but the minister wants to live, wants to go to the end with you, and does not want to be dry bones along the way, and I hope Your Majesty will make it clear!" She seemed unconscious, and knocked on the ground again, making a sound.

After a long dead silence.

Emperor Chu said indifferently: "The courage has to be supported by ability, and only those who can survive can be used." ”

"The minister just wants to be loyal to the king, and I hope Your Majesty will make it clear!" She was ruthless, gritted her teeth and knocked again.

Who the third person is?

can make the emperor endure for twenty-three years, and even make concessions and feed chess to the emperor's bedroom, and refuse to show weakness at all-

Emperor Chu's expression was cold, and his voice was cold, "Prince Wu, your courage is still too great-"

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the King of Yu asks to see you." Suddenly, Zhou He's voice came from outside.

Emperor Chu returned to his old expression and said to her lightly: "I have issued an order to escort all the officials involved in the case and suspected cases in the state capital to Beijing, and leave the matter of reviewing the verdict to you... I hope you will make meritorious deeds. ”

Only then did Zhao Chen understand his plan, and secretly sighed and knocked: "The criminal minister has the order." ”

When she withdrew from the palace, she met the king of Yu in silver armor.

The two looked at each other, one was a little embarrassed but smiled to himself; One of his eyes suddenly froze, and his fists were quietly clenched.

"Your Majesty is still waiting for you, Shi'an will go first." She withdrew her gaze from his silver armor, smiled and saluted, but there was a hint of relief in her eyes, indicating that he was okay.

Striding out of the hall, she didn't stop, and quickly returned to the Wuwang Mansion.

The sky is getting dark, thin and dark, and the pigeons are still nesting.

She stopped in front of the main courtyard, unmoved for a long time, and couldn't suppress the thoughts and overturns in her heart.

"Squeak-" The door opened softly, and the sound of floating footsteps was heard.

Meng Yong glanced at her from a distance, suddenly frowned, brushed away Su Yan's support and walked over slowly.

His cold fingertips touched her forehead, landing on the red mark, making her feel more comfortable.

"You're getting bolder." There was a hint of apprehension in his hoarse voice, "Aren't you afraid you really annoy him?" ”

Zhao Chen raised his eyes to look at him, shook his head with a smile, and suddenly approached the waist that wrapped around him, and buried his face in his chest.

Meng Yong stiffened, his eyebrows loosened slightly, and he asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Bullying—" she said vaguely.

Meng Yong suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said slowly: "It's not me..."

Zhao Chen only said "En", and there was a hint of nasal sound mixed with it.

"I'd better do it!" He spoke softly, but with a hint of murderous intent.

Zhao Chen shook his head, "I'll handle this matter myself, I just want you to pay more attention in the future." As she spoke, she lowered her head and let go of her hand, just as she was about to go back to her room.

He grabbed her, paused, and silently led her back to the east chamber.

In the flickering candlelight, she was slightly tired, and without taking off her shoes, she crawled to the inside of the bed, and lay down quietly in a ball.

For a moment, it was moved to his lap.

He was silent and stroked her thin shoulders, "It's not that you are good to others, others will be good to you just as well." ”

Zhao Chen closed his eyes and didn't make a sound.

She understands the reason, and she knows what to do, but she still wants a warm home.

However, the few words on the secret note seemed to be a silent mockery, laughing at her for being so stupid in front of people's hearts.

She bent her eyebrows, and suddenly smiled to herself, as if she was a little excited.

Meng Yong patted her, and then said: "The people who can be taken out of Beijing by you should all be your retainers, you should know the background, do you probably know who it is?" ”

Zhao Chen thought about it, but still shook his head.

Except for Han Feng and Yingchun, no one else in the house will be sent by her to do anything important.

For more than ten years, in addition to messing around, eating, drinking and having fun with her, they only patrolled the Wuwang Mansion every day.

Naturally, she hasn't checked it much.

"Your Majesty is telling you that he knows your every move, and he is warning you to know and be interested..."Meng Yong said slowly, the coldness in his eyes became thicker.

"Even if you find out who the spy is, you can't do it, and you have to keep him and let him continue to watch for His Majesty."

Zhao Chen smiled again when he heard this, and said a little lazily: "Then keep it!" It can also make my good uncle confident that he is in control, so that it is good for him and me-"

There was a knock on the door, and Shuangxi said: "Your Highness, His Royal Highness the King of Yu has come down!" ”

Zhao Chen couldn't help frowning, secretly blaming himself for negligence.

Now that the spies in the house have not been identified, the king of Yu has come to the door like this-

Meng Yong was stunned, quickly stopped her getting up, and put her back in place, and then said to the outside: "Your Highness is unwell, let's invite the guests to come in and see you!" ”

Zhao Chen struggled a few more times, but he was firmly held down.

When she looked up, she saw that his face was flushed with sickness from the exertion, so she had to glare at him and lie down.

As soon as the door opened, the king of Yu strode in, embroidered with silver armor and black clouds.

But after seeing the situation in the house clearly, he already had a bad complexion, and suddenly sank a little more.

And Meng Yong on the bed not only seemed to be unconscious, but also tightened his hand a little tighter, squinting his eyes slightly and looking straight back at him.

For a moment, Meng Yong's gaze slowly moved to the red cloak, and then stopped at the crooked black cloud embroidery.

One moment, two moments.

His back grew tighter and tighter, like a beast that had invaded his territory—

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