Mu Baili was still standing there, his purple robe swaying in the wind. When Zhao Wuwu turned his head to look at him, he could only see his extremely good-looking side face, although it was hidden under the thick ink, he could still feel the clarity and cleanliness under the moonlight that night.

Zhao Wuwu came back to his senses and laughed at himself, what kind of demon is this?

As everyone knows, the moment she narrowed her eyes, he also looked back at her, and the corners of his lips slightly raised a little arc that was not easy to detect. People's knee-jerk reactions are often what you care about.

Through a thin layer of rain and mist, Zhao Wuwu looked at his father and walked hurriedly. In the presence of kings, he naturally had to be modest and cautious, as he had taught her since childhood.

Jun, always Jun.

If you are pampered and arrogant, sooner or later this master's head will be taken off.

Zhao Song is dusty, although he is over half a hundred years old, he is still in good shape. Dressed in an official uniform, in front of hundreds of civil and military officials, he knelt down in front of the emperor, holding a scepter and shouting long live.

In an instant, hundreds of civil and military officials knelt down and echoed in unison, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" ”

Of course, the emperor is happy, you have been on a mission to a neighboring country for so long, and you have not been pampered and arrogant since you came back, so you are naturally a good and loyal servant of me. immediately stepped forward and picked up Zhao Song personally, "Prime Minister, hurry up." Then he said, "Everyone, Aiqing is flat." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhao Song got up.

Zhao Wuwu stepped forward respectfully and saluted his father, "The child wishes his father his return." ”

Zhao Song let out a long breath and patted Zhao Wuwu's shoulder, "Wuwu is wrong, this is the emperor's grace, so as to protect the safe return of my mission." After speaking, he bowed to the emperor again, "Long live my emperor." ”

"The prime minister has worked hard!" The emperor was very happy, "Tonight there will be a banquet in the palace to wash the dust for the prime minister." ”

Zhao Song was grateful, "Thank you for the emperor's grace!" ”

Then the emperor paused again, "Why don't you see King Qi Yu return?" ”

Hearing this, everyone was also stunned, this King Qi You is the youngest son of the first emperor, and he is a brother to our emperor, and the relationship between him and the emperor is also the best. It's just that they went together, why didn't they come back together?

"If you go back to the emperor, His Royal Highness King Qi You was caught a cold on the way, so he could only stop and rest. His Royal Highness was afraid that the emperor would be in a hurry, so he asked Weichen to return to the court first. Speaking of this, Zhao Song knelt down and saluted, "Weichen is not doing well, please forgive the emperor." ”

"No wonder, no wonder!" The Emperor said, "Get up!" My younger brother is used to wandering, maybe he doesn't want to go back to the court. ”

At this point, everyone fell silent.

The emperor sighed lightly, "That's it, when the weather is better, let Zhao Xiaoaiqing go." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Song saluted.

Zhao Wuwu bowed his head, "Weichen obeys the order!" ”

Then along the way, Zhao Wuwu always hung his head respectfully, and the emperor only cared about talking to Zhao Song about what he saw and heard along the way, and all the civil and military officials ignored him, and everyone became air. It is conceivable how favored this prime minister is in front of the emperor.

Even Mu Baili on the side was just a foil, silently following the emperor back to the palace.

Zhao Wuwu couldn't interject, the two of them talked very happily, who would dare to disturb?

Entering the Jinluan Palace, the emperor boarded the red gold dragon chair, and this scene came to an end after a very happy conversation. Zhao Wuwu and Mu Baili are separated on both sides, looking like the Chu River Han Realm, one is at that end and the other is here.

There are thousands of mountains and rivers in the middle, and it is difficult to fill the gully that cannot be crossed.

When shouting long live, how many people are sincere? The emperor is high up, and he can't see Mount Tai for a while, and he is just a puppet manipulated by others!

After some greetings, Zhao Song presented the letter of the king of the neighboring country to the king in front of hundreds of officials.

Zhao Wuwu kept hanging her head, she was not interested in these things, not to mention that her father didn't let her interfere in these things, she had to pick herself up and never mix it in.

It's just that at the end, Zhao Song said, "Emperor Qi, Emperor Uto is willing to make a contract with my Daye and be friends forever." ”

The emperor was very satisfied, thinking that my Daye was full of talents, and the king's Shengming courtiers were loyal, which was indeed a good sign of the country's strength and the world's submission. Clearing his throat, the emperor smiled and said, "Thanks to the prime minister's hard work and going to Uto, this can be exchanged for the peace of the world today." ”

"Your Majesty, now the Utopian country wants to reconcile with Daqi, this Daqi has gone through the disaster of Da Yin, and now the foundation is not stable, if we show goodwill at this moment, if we really have a war with Huanglan in the future, we can also have a border guarantee." Zhao Song bowed his head.

The emperor was right when he thought about it, but now that the wilderness is about to move, he has to fight if he doesn't get it right. If it weren't for this, the things in the harem would have been enough for the queen to drink a pot, so even the emperor would have been taboo.

General Li is now guarding the border passes, and what he is guarding against is the wilderness, and the emperor simply did not pursue the queen's incident this time. And no matter who harmed this imperial heir, after all, the world is still the most important.

"What the prime minister said is extremely true, I have to think carefully about the relationship with Daqi." The emperor can't make hasty decisions, otherwise the ministers will still be too good at talking to you, the emperor, and the emperor is the king, so he has to maintain a long-term approach to emergencies.

After some discussion, nothing came of it. In addition to singing praises of virtue or singing praises of virtue, in the end, I also found a job for Zhao Wuwu, and asked her to go to Liyang City in Fuzhou early in the morning to bring back Xiao Rong, the king of Qiyou.

Liyang City is two or three days away from the capital, and Zhao Wuwu bows his head to accept his kindness.

The emperor's order is like a mountain, and she can't rely on her father's merits to resist and disobey the order.

Fortunately, her father is back, which means that her medicine is not a problem, and she will bring more medicine on the road when the time comes. These days, my injuries have been healed, and it is strange to say, it seems that the chances of getting sick are less.

Earlier, I thought that without medicine, she would not be able to carry her father's return, but now I know that I am too worried.

After the court, the emperor asked Zhao Song to go back to the house to rest for the time being, and wait until the dinner time to enter the palace to talk.

Zhao Wuwu silently followed behind his father, doing his best to be cautious.

"My father is going to the cabinet, and you go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to wait." Zhao Song glanced at his daughter.

Zhao Wuwu bowed his head, "Yes!" ”

"The face is not bad." Zhao Song stared at her, "Have you finished taking the medicine?" ”

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Wuwu said, "If you go back to your father, you will have eaten all the medicine left by your father." There was no response from the top for a long time, and Zhao Wuwu didn't dare to say anything.

After a long time, I heard Zhao Song say calmly, "I will let Chen Ping refine the medicine as soon as possible, you go back and wait!" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Wuwu nodded.

"Raise your head!" Zhao Song said.

Zhao Wuwu slowly straightened up and looked at his father in front of him, who was over half a hundred years old, but his spirit was shining, and his slightly golden beard was intertwined with his cold eyes, which was extremely majestic and cold.

Except for facing the emperor, Zhao Song rarely smiled, and his warm face rarely showed emotional fluctuations.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhao Wuwu has maintained respectful and humble obedience to his father, as gentle as a cat. But Zhao Song knew very well in his heart that this girl was just a lion with claws, and her combat effectiveness was no less than that of any courtier in the court.

Therefore, when he left the capital, he would rest assured that he would hand over the government to her.

"Daddy!" She finally let out a low cry.

Zhao Song patted her daughter's shoulder with relief, "Dad is not in Beijing during this time, you have really worked hard, I have something to ask you when I go back." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Wuwu pursed his lips and left.

Looking at the back of his father's departure, Zhao Wuwu stood in place for a long time with his eyes closed, and then turned to leave. Walking on the long palace road, Zhao Wuwu's face was slightly gloomy, thinking about things in his heart.

Dad said he had something to ask her.

I think it's just asking Mu Baili about the canonization of nine thousand years old, right? The Xia family is already a dou who can't be supported, and this battle is quite beautiful, and it is calculated as a whole, and it is also offset by merit and demerit.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuwu was relieved.

As soon as he walked around the corner, Zhao Wuwu didn't have time to react, and was immediately pulled into the corner by someone covering his mouth. Behind her was the familiar warmth, she frowned, and immediately bit into his tiger's mouth.

Mu Baili didn't shrink his hand, just looked at her quietly and helplessly, "Dogs?" ”

"This is the Imperial Palace, how can you be so presumptuous!" She broke free and hurriedly arranged her clothes, so as not to be seen.

The knobby hand reached out to her, and Mu Baili looked at her meaningfully.

Zhao Wuwu frowned, quickly looked around, and made sure that there was no one, then he reached out and gently stroked the tooth marks on the back of his hand, and secretly said, "Hypocrisy!" ”

He said, "Whoever bites will soothe it." ”

"I'm going out of the palace and back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, my father will definitely ask about you, I'll tell you the truth, you can do it yourself!" Her words were extremely ruthless, and she didn't seem to even have the slightest intention of covering up for him.

She is not an amorous person, but when it comes to him, she is a little insincere. However, there are many things in this world, and not all problems can be solved without a heartfelt sentence. I can't help it, I can't help myself.

When did Nai create man.

Mu Baili smiled, "This is your release?" ”

"So what? What kind of person is my father, and it's not the first time you've come into contact with it. If he wants to know something, he will definitely know, and if I hide it, I will be the one who suffers. Zhao Wuwu let out a long breath and walked out, "Don't contact the palace in the future, so as not to teach people to see it, and then not only you, but even I will not be able to eat and walk around." ”

Mu Baili believed this.

He didn't say much, just shoved a bone flute into her hand, "Don't feed the dog this time." After speaking, he left without looking back, as if the person who treated him gently was not himself.

Zhao Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously squeezed the white jade bone flute in his palm.

She gave him a jade flute, and he gave her a bone flute, which was really a courtesy, but it was nothing new at all. She pouted, but this time she really didn't plan to feed the dog again. Carefully put in his sleeve, Zhao Wuwu walked towards the outside of the palace.

Outside the palace gate, Yun Zheng and Xi Mo were already guarding the carriage, and Zhao Wuwu looked at the Dongchang convoy that was gradually moving away not far away, and finally got into the carriage with his eyes. When she arrived at the street, Yun Zheng got out of the carriage, and Zhao Wuwu asked her to go to Ru Mo Xuan to buy some good Hui Mo.

Xi Mo frowned, "Childe, will you let Yunzheng go alone?" ”

Zhao Wuwu rubbed his eyebrows in the car, "She is used to knowing my habits, and she won't buy the wrong one." ”

"Yes!" Xi Mo bowed his head.

The carriage headed towards the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Yun Zheng quickly entered Ru Moxuan.

The boss of Ru Moxuan knows Yun Zheng, the personal maid of the Ministry of Rites, who comes here every month to buy pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things for the Shangshu Mansion. Seeing Yun Zheng come in, the boss stepped forward with a smile, "Yun Zheng girl." ”

Yun Zheng nodded with a smile, "Childe heard that you have a new batch of Huimo here, so he asked me to come and have a look." ”

"High-grade Hui ink, a batch of good materials just opened." The boss diligently led Yun Zheng to the back hall, "Ordinary people come over, I don't dare to give it yet, but Yun Zheng girl is an old guest here, and we can't hide good things!" ”

"I'll pick it myself!" Yun Zheng looked at the row of ink inkstones on the shelf, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Good!" The boss nodded, "If the girl needs it, you can call me, and I will do business in the front hall." ”

"It's okay!" The head of the cloud zither is bowed.

When the boss went out, Yun Zheng began to carefully select the ink inkstone, what the son wanted, of course she had to be careful, and there must be no mistakes. Suddenly, she happily picked up a piece of inkstone, which was engraved with a pear blossom, which was in line with her heart.

Yun Zheng took out the ink strip and sniffed it lightly, and his eyebrows blurred with satisfaction.

His waist tightened suddenly, and his body instantly froze on the spot. There was a familiar feeling, coming from behind, she only felt that her hands were shaking, and she almost couldn't even hold the inkstone.

In his ears, his familiar voice said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

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Zhao Wuwu returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she had already asked people to pack up the Prime Minister's Mansion to wait for her father's return. Now that my father has gone to the cabinet, he must have discussed with the cabinet ministers what happened after he left the capital, and there were some things she couldn't hide.

Back in his room, Zhao Wuwu stood silently at the window, standing with his hands in his hands and looking at the vitality outside. After a drizzle, the scenery outside became more and more verdant.

Xi Mo walked in with fruit tea, "Childe? ”

"Yun Zheng hasn't come back yet?" Zhao Wuwu asked.

Xi Mo bowed, "Yes!" I guess there was some delay. ”

Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly and sat down, taking a sip of sweet fruit tea, "The fruit tea you brew is not as good as Yunzheng's after all." ”

"Yes!" Xi Mo said with a smile, "Yun Zheng is used to these things, and he is well versed in the preferences of the son, and the slave is naturally incomparable." Then he said, "Fortunately, Xiangye is back, and Childe can finally take a good rest." ”

"Take a break?" Zhao Wuwu smiled gently, but there was no warmth and coldness in his eyes, "In this world, those who can breathe can't rest, and those who really should be able to rest are only those who have been buried in the ground for a long time." ”

Xi Mo was stunned, what's wrong with Childe? It's a bit sentimental.

Coughing lightly, Zhao Wuwu said, "You let people stare at the gate of the palace, if the prime minister leaves the palace, you must report me in time!" I'm lying down, a little tired. ”

"Yes!" Xi Mo saluted and withdrew.

The door and window were closed, and she took out the bone flute in her sleeve, which was a better color than the one he had given her before. The fingertips gently wiped the sound hole on the head, Zhao Wuwu smiled and held it in the palm of his hand, when he could hold it, he had to hold it tightly, don't wait until the next day to hold it before you want to have it, then it will be too late to regret it.

Suddenly, she remembered the mark on the back of her neck. After thinking about it, he got up and walked towards the bronze mirror, then unbuttoned his clothes slightly, and turned his head to look at the imprint in the mirror.

The mark seemed to have changed somewhat, and the oval was getting more and more inflated.

Zhao Wuwu was a little scared, shouldn't this thing spread infinitely, and finally spread all over the body, right? If so, wouldn't she become a weirdo? What kind of Gu is this? She thought, although she was not in good health, she was still quite satisfied with this face, if she turned into a monster and became like a living Gu, how could she get it?

Xu was really a little scared, her brows were furrowed, and her heart was slightly cold.

sighed helplessly, strange things happen every year, and there are really a lot of them this year.

When Yunzheng came back, Zhao Wuwu was resting on the soft couch.

"Why did you come back?" Xi Mo asked.

Yun Zheng took a deep breath, "There are many varieties of this batch of Hui ink, and it took me a long time to pick the one that can satisfy my son, so I delayed it for a while." She looked at the closed door, "Childe is asleep?" ”

"There's still movement in the room, and it's going to be quiet." Xi Mo wasn't sure if Zhao Wuwu inside was asleep.

But I could hear a clear voice from inside, "Yunzheng." ”

"The slave is here!" Yun Zheng pushed the door in.

Zhao Wuwu leaned on the soft couch, his eyebrows slightly closed, and it looked like he should have taken a nap for a while, and then was disturbed by their words. She half-folded the thin blanket and lazily opened her eyes to look at the approaching cloud kite.

Yun Zheng saluted, "Childe, the slave is back." ”

"Why did you delay so long?" Zhao Wuwu asked.

Yun Zheng lowered his head and looked slightly strange.

His heart sank slightly, and Zhao Wuwu said again, "That's it, get up and speak!" ”

"Thank you, Childe!" Yun Zheng got up.

Zhao Wuwu glanced at her slightly curled hand, "Got the thing?" ”

"Yes!" Yun Zheng bowed his head, and finally looked up at Zhao Wuwu in front of him, "I have bought everything that should be bought, and everything that should have arrived has arrived." ”

Zhao Wuwu narrowed his eyes, "That's the best, I'll leave for Liyang City in Fuzhou tomorrow." ”

Yun Zheng suddenly stared at Zhao Wuwu in front of him with wide eyes, "Childe? After thinking about it, he knelt down in front of Zhao Wuwu with a plop, "Please bring the slave and maid, no matter where the son is, the slave and maid are willing to be cattle and horses for the son." Even if he dies for his son, the slave and maid are willing to eat. ”

"Isn't it easy to die? It's hard to be alive. Zhao Wuwu sighed lightly and rubbed his eyebrows, "I know what you think, but let Su Xi accompany me this time!" I'll go with a voice, you know what I mean. ”

"The slave knows, but the childe-" Yun Zheng wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhao Wuwu looked at her meaningfully, "I know that your mind is enough, and the rest is my own business." Yunzheng, Huangquan Road is a smooth road, and the road of the living is really bumpy. I don't expect you to live or die for me, I just want you to value yourself. Preserving one's life is the beginning of everything, and if you die rashly, it is worthless. ”

Yun Zhengquan's eyes were red, and he was a little choked, "The slave and maid must follow the teachings of the son, and never dare to forget it in their hearts." When things are used to the best of their ability, people do their best. ”

"That's right." Zhao Wuwu smiled, "Get up!" ”

"Yes!" Yun Zheng saluted, took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Wuwu in front of him, "Childe will be fine!" ”

Zhao Wuwu didn't care, and still had an indifferent attitude, "It's okay if there's something, it's fate that providence." You don't have to worry about it, doing your job well is the greatest reward for me. I hope that on the day of peace in the world, you and I can still speak in a good manner, like today. ”

Yun Zheng smiled hard, "The slave maid still has to serve the son for the rest of her life!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Wuwu's eyes darkened slightly, "A life is too long, who knows what will happen in the future?" You go out, I'll rest for a while. ”

"Yes!" Yun Zheng saluted, cautiously exited the room, and then stood facing the door for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" Xi Mo was puzzled.

Yun Zheng narrowed his eyes, his expression was a little stiff, "It's nothing, I just think Childe is too tired." ”

"Childe works hard and is too smart, of course he will be tired." Xi Mo sighed lightly.

Yun Zheng turned his head to look at him, "I just hope that Childe can be happy every day." ”

"Childe is now an official worshipper, what's not to be happy about?" Xi Mo smiled, "You women, you just like to be sentimental. I just look at Childe is very good like this, everything you want to do can always be done, how good! ”

"You know what!" Yun Zheng gave him a blank look, and then stopped talking.

In the room, Zhao Wuwu only felt a headache, rubbing his eyebrows, he couldn't sleep, and he didn't know what Mu Baili was doing at this time? She had already warned him that when his father came back, he was afraid that he would attack Dongchang, and she didn't know if he was ready.

Father is not as weak as her, if he really wants to attack Dongchang, it will be a drastic move. She is good at people's hearts, but her father is really ruthless, and once he decides to do it, he will never change his mind.

After thinking about it, this Mu Baili is not the first time to be his father's opponent, if Dongchang can be eliminated so easily, it will not let Dongchang run rampant so much. She was suddenly a little afraid, would her earlier plan to capture and indulge in the past become the last resort to defeat Dongchang?

Maybe in the end, it was she who buried everything in the East Factory with her own hands.

Her heart trembled slightly, and she sat up as soon as she got off the bullet, only to feel the coldness on her body.

Mu Baili did not go back to Chitose Mansion, but went to Butterfly Garden.

Lu Guoan followed behind Mu Baili, and calculated in his heart, this thousand-year-old master has not been to the Butterfly Garden for a long time, when was the last time he came to the Butterfly Garden? It seems to be before going to Jinling City.

What's going on today?

It can be seen that Chitose has something on his mind.

Mu Baili didn't speak, but walked slowly into the arch, and then did not come out as always.

This butterfly garden is forested, it is raining today, and there is an eerie cold air on all sides, which is enough to chill into the bones. Mu Baili walked down the cobblestone path in his cloak, and the rain fell slowly and silently along the edge of the cloak.

Standing in front of the intricately carved wooden door, he reached out and unfastened his cloak and placed it on the railing.

With a light sigh, he finally pushed the door in.

The room was empty, and the windows were covered by thick curtains, so that there was no light in the room. The luxurious boots stepped on heavy steps, and they walked in step by step, and the door behind them closed quickly.

In the dark room, only the sound of a stone door cracking could be heard, and then it quickly disappeared into the endless darkness.

Lu Guoan was guarding outside, and couldn't help sighing, looking at the drizzle. But looking at the weather, I can stop thinking about it tonight. I don't know what's wrong with Chitose Ye, why do you want to take a walk in the butterfly garden again?

Chitose Mansion is that big, isn't it?

The drizzle is the most sentimental, Mu Baili has been in for a long time and has not come out, Lu Guoan thought, it is estimated that the Chitose Lord will not come out until the dinner, so continue to wait!

No one knew what was inside the Butterfly Garden, what Mu Baili was hiding here.

However, Xue Lan has been waiting for Mu Baili to come back in the Chitose Mansion, and the wedding dress has been delivered, and it is on her desk at this moment. In the mirror, he is dressed in a wedding dress like fire, and his face is extremely beautiful.

Even those handmaidens couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of such a country, and they were lined with this wedding dress more and more unparalleled.

But she wants him to see, even if he doesn't love her, she wants to show her most beautiful posture in front of him. However, this Mu Baili has not come back, and he has long heard that the dynasty has been dispersed, and it stands to reason that he should return home.

Xue Lan got up, walked out of the door slowly, and then looked around. She was a little disappointed not to see Mu Baili come back. asked the maids around me, and they all said that Master Chitose hadn't come back yet.

"Where will he go?" Xue Lan lowered her eyes.

After thinking about it, she suddenly smiled bitterly, "Did you go to him?" ”

Wang Shaojun originally looked at Xue Lan with a happy face, and the appearance of Xue Lan's wedding dress reminded him of the good past. At some point in time, she married him, and she was so beautiful and moving, it was irresistible. It was also on that night that she became his woman and let him enjoy all her goodness.

Looking back now, it was still the best moment of his life.

But now?

His woman was not happy, and even though she was wearing a red wedding dress, there was still no smile on her face. She was waiting for Mu Baili, but Mu Baili didn't know where she was, maybe she was with Zhao Wuwu.

As soon as he thought of Zhao Wuwu, Wang Shaojun's face was already dark to the extreme. Last time, because of Zhao Wuwu, Xue Lan was whipped and suffered such a serious injury for him. Now if Xue Lan is unhappy because of Zhao Wuwu, Wang Shaojun feels more and more that Zhao Wuwu deserves to die.

"Don't be upset." Wang Shaojun looked at Xue Lan, "Why don't I look for it?" ”

"Can you get out of the gate of the East Factory?" Xue Lan glanced at him coldly, "Wang Shaojun, I don't need you to interfere in my affairs, you'd better keep to yourself and don't make trouble for me." It doesn't matter if Chitose comes back or not, it has nothing to do with you. ”

"I just want to make you happy." Wang Shaojun said busily.

Xue Lan's eyes were warm, "I'm not happy, does it have anything to do with you?" Who are you? Do you think that now, you are still qualified to care about my joys and sorrows? Wang Shaojun, recognize your identity, you are just a slave, and you are not qualified to take care of anyone's affairs. Do your own thing and don't let yourself be worthless waste. ”

Wang Shaojun bowed his head and was silent, but subconsciously clenched the fist in his sleeve.

With a long exhale, Xue Lan turned around and returned to the room, as if she was angry, slammed the door shut, and locked Wang Shaojun out.

Looking at the closed door, Wang Shaojun narrowed his dangerous eyes. This Zhao Wuwu is really a scourge, and it seems that he can't stay. Thinking of this, Wang Shaojun quickly turned around and left.

At nightfall, singing and dancing began in the palace, and everything was born after the rain. This group of songs and laughter looks happy, and it is really a good scenery of national peace and security.

On the palace banquet, there were smiling faces, talking and laughing happily, and the monarchs and ministers were happy. People who don't know still think that this Daye court is so harmonious, but they don't know how tragic and unsightly life and death deeds are in this dark place.

Zhao Wuwu can't drink alcohol, she still bleed after drinking alcohol last time, so this time, she can only drink some boiling water. There is some distension and pain in her lower abdomen, but this palace banquet has just begun, and she is not good to leave now, so she has to wait for a while.

Zhao Song led the civil and military officials to toast to the emperor, and it was indeed the demeanor of the head of the hundred officials.

Drinking water, Zhao Wuwu's face turned pale, and he quietly glanced at Mu Baili not far away. Now he is 9,000 years old, and his identity is not inferior to her father, the prime minister.

But Zhao Wuwu knows his father's temper very well, although Zhao Song will not have any opinions on the emperor, but the most despised person in his life is the eunuch, and he hates the eunuch party to control the government the most. Now that Mu Baili is still sitting in the position of a thousand years old, it is conceivable that in the eyes of the Zhao family, this Mu Baili has reached the point of being damned.

Taking a sip of water, Zhao Wuwu turned his head to look at his father, she is now the young master of the crown prince, the official worships a product, and she is under the prime minister, so she can sit next to her father. quietly glanced at his father's face, which happened to let Zhao Wuwu catch that his father and Mu Baili's eyes met.

She quietly watched the changes, and it seemed that the two of them had their own calculations. It's just that my father didn't do anything when he came back, and he didn't even mention Dongchang in front of the emperor, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd?

In the afternoon she fell asleep, and when the hour came to call her, she knew it was time to go to the feast.

Yun Zheng was waiting on the side, probably feeling that Zhao Wuwu's face was not quite right, and after thinking about it, he lowered his voice and said, "Childe, are you—isn't that the one?" ”

Zhao Wuwu lowered his eyes, and there was a faint swelling and pain in his lower abdomen, as if something was not quite right. Her time has always been inaccurate, so chaotic that she can't even figure it out to herself, so she herself doesn't know whether it's or not.

Rubbing his lower abdomen, his hands were very cold, and Zhao Wuwu's face was strangely white.

Zhao Song frowned and looked at her, "What's the matter?" ”

Being glared at by his majestic father, Zhao Wuwu straightened up quietly, and kept a warm smile as always, "The child is a little uncomfortable, maybe it's a personal problem." ”

She spoke very vaguely, but her hand was properly placed on her lower abdomen.

Zhao Song is not a fool, Zhao Wuwu is a daughter after all, and some things are indeed a little troublesome. Displeased eyebrows, Zhao Song said in a low voice, "Go!" ”

"Then the emperor—" Zhao Wuwu hesitated.

"The Father has his own opinions." Zhao Song picked up the wine in the cup and turned to the emperor.

The emperor is a good drinker, so he naturally toasts to Zhao Song. Even Zhao Wuwu left quietly without noticing, but Mu Baili noticed Zhao Wuwu's strangeness.

She staggered a little, her body curled up slightly, probably uncomfortable.

Mu Baili drank all the wine in the cup, and said in his heart: Could it be that he has committed an old disease?

Thinking of this, Mu Baili glanced at Lu Guoan, who was not far away, and Lu Guoan nodded knowingly. He saw Zhao Wuwu leaving, thinking that our Chitose master was probably not at ease, so he asked him to take a look.

Don't ask too much when you're a minion, just do it.

Mu Baili naturally couldn't get out, especially when Zhao Song was still there. But now, he wasn't in a hurry to get up. Zhao Song is now a popular man in front of the emperor, a loyal minister and a good general who returned from an envoy to a neighboring country, so it is extremely unwise to steal the limelight with Zhao Song now. At this time, Mu Baili had to calm down and give all the scenery to Zhao Song, the "hero".

The glass of wine entered his stomach, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the empty position, Mu Baili's throat rolled slightly, and he subconsciously pinched the cup.

Let's say that Lu Guoan hurriedly retreated from the table and hurried to chase Zhao Wuwu. found that Zhao Wuwu was holding his stomach and nesting in a corner of the garden, with a low moan coming out of his mouth, as if he was in extreme pain.

Lu Guoan looked around and was sure that no one was there, so he stepped forward, "Lord Zhao? ”

Zhao Wuwu was startled, and stared at Lu Guoan in front of him in shock, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Master Chitose is not worried about Lord Zhao, so he sent a humble post to come over to see, Lord Zhao is unwell, does he need to pass on the imperial doctor?" Lu Guoan didn't know what was going on, he just thought that nothing would happen to Zhao Wuwu, otherwise it would be difficult for the Chitose Lord to explain.

Yun Zheng ran back with the stove, and when he saw Lu Guoan present, he immediately looked at Zhao Wuwu with some embarrassment.

"Give it to me!" Zhao Wuwu's lips turned pale in pain. Holding the stove on his lower abdomen, Zhao Wuwu glanced at Lu Guoan, "Keep your imperial doctor to see your Chitose master!" ”

After speaking, Yun Zheng caressed Zhao Wuwu and slowly left.

Lu Guoan is the second monk who is confused, what's wrong with this Lord Zhao?