Dayue and Ugo stopped talking about peace, Ugo withdrew his troops, and became a marriage, Dayue opened the Wuzhou market, communicated with all ethnic groups in northern Xinjiang, and recuperated with the people.

Princess Huai'an is also waiting for her marriage in the Bingquan Palace, and the palace maid Youlan has been serving closely for a long time, and everything is going on in an orderly manner.

It's just that next to the Hongluo Temple on the outskirts of Beijing, a house that is not very conspicuous on the outside but very luxurious on the inside has a low-key hostess a few days ago.

The house looked like a villain of a wealthy family, but if you got closer, a secret guard would immediately appear, so that no one could snoop on it.

And after the lantern, there will always be a low-key carriage driving into the back door of this house, and the guards accompanying the carriage are all people riding tall horses, dressed in black, and strong in martial arts.

After the carriage drove into the courtyard and stopped, the accompanying guards bowed down to the front of the bench, and then the curtain was lifted from the inside, and a man stepped on the human bench and calmly got out of the carriage.

The man was dressed in green clothes, and he was very inconspicuous.

The eyebrows are shallow, but they are extraordinarily graceful, and the eyes are circulating, revealing a bit of unpredictable gloom.

When the subordinates and the guards saw the man, they immediately respected him, and they all said "Overseer" in unison, touched the ground with one knee, and saluted with fists.

The man replied lightly, and then looked at the person waiting for the driver standing aside, "Fuyun, how is she today?" ”

When Fu Yun heard this, his face was sad, he snorted twice, and said, "It's silent again, and the water hasn't entered." ”

The man was silent, and then walked towards the inner courtyard without saying a word.

The deepest courtyard in the house is exquisitely built, and every grass and tree is extra careful.

Small bridges and flowing water, surrounded by rockeries.

The mist in the courtyard is thick, carved by the railing, the grandeur looms, and it looks like the residence of the fairy family from a distance.

The man entered the courtyard, walked across the mist-shrouded wooden bridge, bypassed the cloister, and walked under the eaves outside the wing, where he heard a low female voice coming from inside.

"Princess, eat something."

Wei Huaijin stopped, stood in front of the door, and stood with his eyes down.

There was no one in the room to respond, and the female voice was a little anxious, and persuaded again: "Even if you don't want to eat, you can drink saliva, princess, drink some water." ”

Still no one answered.

Wei Huaijin squinted slightly, and pushed the door in the next moment.

The tourmaline in the room was startled, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Wei Huaijin, he was stunned, and bowed his head and saluted, "Lord Palm Print." ”

Wei Huaijin locked Su Shengsheng in the back room at a glance, and said lightly, "Go out." ”

Tourmaline glanced back at the room worriedly, and reluctantly retreated.

The door was closed, and the room fell silent.

There was a sumptuous meal on the table not far away, and I don't know how many times it was delivered, but it was still steaming.

It's just that the meals haven't moved, and in the inner room, Su Shengsheng leaned on the chaise longue in a corner, turned his back to the outside, and closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

Wei Huaijin stood in the room and looked at Su Shengsheng's back for a while.

Then he walked to the table, stroked his sleeves, and began to arrange the dishes and chopsticks slowly.

"There is good news and bad news today, which one does Sheng'er want to hear first?"

He smiled and poured two spoonfuls of swiftlet's wing porridge into a silver-rimmed porcelain bowl, stirring slightly and fragrant.

Then he picked up the silver chopsticks, looked at the more than a dozen dishes on the table, chose a plate of fresh mountain green fungus, and put a chopstick into the bone plate next to the swallow wing porridge.

Su Shengsheng didn't speak, as if he was asleep, and he didn't move.