She walked all the way to Zhaoming Palace, last time Meng Xia said that she helped deliver the news to Taishi, I don't know what to do.

Counting it, she has been in the imperial capital for half a month, and I really don't know if Hua is in a hurry with them.

Meng Xia was indeed in the Zhaoming Palace, and when the flower dance arrived, he was instructing Meng Yi to place a sand table.

The mountains, plains, and lakes on the sand table are all clear, is this a war?

Why don't you look at the sand table? She wondered, but she didn't dare to ask.

Meng Xia had already caught a glimpse of her coming over, and did not say a word.

Hua Wu walked straight up to them and bowed her head and saluted: "Prince, please do me a favor." ”

Meng Xia let out a noncommittal "oh", did not look up, and still looked at the sand table.

Hua Wu took a deep breath, knowing that he was not good at talking, but he still had to speak.

"Prince, I don't know if Lord Taishi has replied to you?" After Hua Wu's words were asked, Meng Xia fell into deep thought, he seemed to be looking at a mountain range, and his slender fingers were still pointing at a mountain range.

Hua Wu was depressed, did she hear her own words or not!

Meng Yi secretly glanced at Meng Xia, and then at Hua Wu, but he was also silent.

After about a few dozen breaths, Meng Xia's hand was taken down from the mountain range before he glanced back at Hua Wu.

"What did you say?"

"Oh, I said, did Lord Taishi have a reply?"

"What's the reply?"

"Ahh

In fact, Meng Xia naturally has a number, for Taishi, he knows that Meng Xia is Jun Yi, and Hua Wu will naturally not be in danger of life, he must have told Hua Li about this, but Meng Xia doesn't need to know what kind of reason Taishi will use to tell the Hua family.

That day, Hua Wu hurriedly asked him to pass the word, and he said that he did, which is actually what it meant.

The civil strife in Shura Castle is worse than expected, and it is said that it has taken over many surrounding towns and is still expanding.

Taishi Ji Chong has already returned to Shangdu to arrange officers and soldiers, and at this time, Jinyang City is in charge of Yuwen Jingmo and Wang Zhengze.

Naturally, they have been in touch with Taishi all the time.

And Hua Li could only ask them about Hua Wu's news, in fact, Taishi only indirectly asked Yuwen Jingmo and them to tell Hua Li that Hua Wu was not in danger, so he didn't have to worry, and he didn't give any reason at all.

But Hua Wu didn't know this, her anxious nose was about to sweat, but Meng Xia told Meng Yi to make tea.

"By the way, you go to make tea, your craft is not good, practice more. Meng Xia turned his head and ordered Hua Wu again.

Seeing that Meng Xia didn't answer her question, she was a little angry.

"Prince!" said on his lips, his hands were not idle, he made tea and made tea....

"Okay, this king said that he has done it, that is, it has been done, as for whether Taishi has replied to the letter, it is estimated that he is too busy, or this matter is too small to be important. ”

Flower Dance: "......"

She is angry, she is angry, she endures, she endures, begs others to do things, and has a good attitude.

She took a deep breath again and said with a smile: "Prince, I have good news, can you help me pass it on to Lord Taishi again?" If you don't have time, I can write a letter myself, or ask Meng Yijiao to teach me how to use the flying pigeon to pass the message." ”

Meng Xia was already sitting in front of her seat, and when she heard this, she glanced up at her: "Oh, is there good news?

"Yes, yes, thanks to the blessing of the Queen, I will soon be able to see my sister. Hua Wu looked like her eyebrows were fluttering, she didn't want to behave like this, but she was going to deliberately show her happiness now.

This man probably doesn't like to see others happy, it seems that when others are happy, he will be psychologically unbalanced.

There is a high probability that he is a person with physical and mental disorders, Hua Wu thought through gritted teeth in her heart.

Sure enough, Meng Xia snorted, ignored her, and picked up a book instead.

"Prince, are you jealous of me, I'm very happy!" Hua Wu took two steps forward to put the tea on the desk for him, and sat down cross-legged in front of his seat by the way.

I'm so angry, I knew that I was begging for a queen in the palace, and I was so happy that I got carried away.

Came back and asked for this ice lump.

Meng Xia looked up at her staring at him with a scoundrel look, he snorted coldly again, in fact, his mind just now had been stuck on that sand table, the dragon vein where Shura City was located was actually the smallest dragon vein in the whole continent, but it was the first time that civil strife occurred.

The intuitive reaction is that someone is tempting, and if it is expected, there must be someone behind it.

And this black hand is an unpredictable existence, and he can't act rashly.

In fact, the night before the news of the civil strife reached the imperial capital, he personally visited Shura City.

The black dragon has also been kept in the Kunlun Mountains outside the imperial capital, and he can rush to Shura City at any time after he leaves the city, but he doesn't have to go out at any time, he has no image of cultivation in the imperial capital.

And his image of the idle prince is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, these are his barriers.

This girl disrupted his thoughts again and again, and she still looked like she was full of words.

"Prince, your book has been taken down..... I don't know if this is the first reason Hua Wu found to talk to him.

He glanced down at the book in his hand, and it was clearly positive, and it didn't fall at all.

Hua Wu smiled "poof": "Haha, I'm fooled, the prince speaks quickly!"

Meng Yi stood in the dark and kept twitching the corners of his mouth, he really didn't know how to describe his mood, and it was this girl who dared to pluck the feathers on the tiger's head.

"Meng Yi, take her out. Meng Xia glared at her fiercely.

"I want to learn to fly pigeons to transmit messages, I want to learn to fly pigeons to transmit messages....." Hua Wu continued to nag dissatisfiedly, and Meng Xia waved his hand to Meng Yi.

Meng Yi naturally wanted to pull the flower dance, but the flower dance naturally didn't touch him, not only dodging, but also chanting the scriptures all the time.

Meng Yi felt a headache: "I'll teach you, don't say it anymore." ”

Hua Wu opened her mouth to ask again, but Meng Yi "shh

The two of them returned to the study of the Long Song Palace, and Hua Wu quickly wrote a letter to Hua Li, after which Meng began to teach her how to use spiritual power to make carrier pigeons.

In fact, it was to pour spiritual power into the folded letterhead, plus a magic formula, and a carrier pigeon appeared, and it was a carrier pigeon that looked very vigorous.

The special place is that the illusion mantra, as well as the spiritual power that varies from person to person, of course, it is also secret, as for why Meng Yi is willing to teach himself, Hua Wu doesn't think much about it, and he definitely doesn't dare to disobey Meng Xia.

Meng Yiyi taught it once, and Hua Wu learned it.

He could only silently sigh that this girl was indeed not an ordinary person.

Another condition is that the object needs to have the smell of the recipient, otherwise the carrier pigeon will not be delivered to the recipient.

Hua Wu had no choice but to take out a silver ticket from the storage bag and tie it to the pigeon's leg.

The carrier pigeon flew away like this, and Meng glanced at the silver ticket about five thousand taels.

I can only say to myself, this girl is really rich, and she is not worried that this silver ticket will fly.

Hua Wu naturally doesn't care, and there is no way to care about it, these silver tickets are all put in the storage bag, which is naturally the best token.