00046 Treasure Bowl
So, under the strange gaze of a group of people, several people walked outside the palace gate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Stop, who are you" The officers and soldiers were very dissatisfied with Leng Yan'er's incursion, you must know that this is the palace, not the gate of your house, you can enter if you want.
Tianxun, as a prince, do you have any evidence on you?
Murong Tian searched all over the place, but found nothing: "Master, it's lost." ā
Leng Yan'er knocked on Mo Rong Tianxun's head with one hand: "Stand here for the teacher, when did you lose it." ā
Murong Tianxun scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "Master, what can I do now!" ā
"Cold salad."
Murong Tianxun......
Girl, I think we should break in!
Leng Yan'er glanced at the dark night dust: "Can you grow your brains!" ā
Dark Night Dust looked at Leng Yan'er aggrievedly, like someone bullied him Yes, in fact, Leng Yan'er bullied him.
"Little brother, how long have you been here on an errand?"
Because of Leng Yan'er's owner's small face that captivates the country, any man will feel pity when he sees it, and the same is true for the guard, who can also answer Leng Yan'er's inquiries: "I am newly transferred here, and it has only been more than half a month." ā
Leng Yan'er was a little sorry, it seemed that he didn't recognize Murong Tianxun: "Can that little woman trouble the little brother to report it, saying that His Royal Highness the Seventh is back." ā
The guard hesitated a little, but in the end he couldn't bear Leng Yan'er's big watery eyes, besides, His Royal Highness the Seventh has been missing for a long time, and the emperor can't find the whereabouts of His Royal Highness the Seventh, the dragon body is getting worse day by day: "Okay, you guys wait for me here, I'll go and report it." ā
"Then I'll bother the little brother." Leng Yan'er glanced at Dark Night Dust, and Dark Night Dust reluctantly took out a certain amount of gold from his arms and handed it to Leng Yan'er.
Leng Yan'er stuffed the gold into the guard's hand: "If you want to trouble the little brother, you must bring the words." ā
When the guard saw the benefits, his eyes glowed with gold: "It must be." ā
Master, my father must have known about my death, would he still believe the guard's words?
Tianxun, even if your father knows about your death. But when he learns that you have returned, whether it is fake or not, he will summon us. Being a parent is like this, not to mention that you are still the emperor's favorite son.
Master, I haven't brought any gifts to my father yet! On weekdays, whenever I come back from a trip, I will bring some gifts to my father.
Leng Yan'er looked at the dark night dust, and her thin angular lips hooked up a beautiful arc.
Dark Night Dust was helpless, so he went to the golden coffin and took out one at random and handed it to Leng Yan'er.
Leng Yan'er looked at the golden bowl and frowned slightly: "Dark Night Dust, even if you don't want to give it, you don't have to fool me with a broken bowl!" ā
Dark Night Dust was a little innocent: "Girl, you have to know how many people in this world want what you call a broken bowl." ā
Leng Yan'er was full of disgust: "Just this broken bowl, give it to me for free, I don't want it." ā
Dark Night Dust was helpless, took the golden bowl in his hand, and a white spiritual light was injected into the golden bowl. At the bottom of the golden bowl, a golden seed grows, and the seed turns into a large tree at a speed visible to the naked eye. The golden tree is full of golden ingots and gold bars.
Leng Yan'er was a little shocked: "I didn't expect this inconspicuous-looking golden bowl to be a treasure bowl." ā
Of course, everything in the king's hands is a rare treasure.
Leng Yan'er glanced at the dark night dust: "You said you were fat, and you still gasped." ā
Dark Dust .....
The guards of the handles, and the people on the street. When I saw this cash cow, my eyes were shining with gold.
Leng Yan'er picked a few pieces of gold from the tree and stuffed them into Murong Tianxun's arms: "Tianxun, these few pieces of gold are enough for you to squander some time, and you don't have to ask for it from the dark night." ā
Murong Tianxun nodded unceremoniously: "I know, Master." ā
Dark Dust .....
It seems that the master and apprentice are treating him as a cash cow.
"If you don't put away the cash cow, do you want Tianxun to hold it to the emperor?"
Night Dust....
So, Dark Night Dust obediently turned the cash cow into a golden bowl and handed it to Murong Tianxun. Obviously, he was regarded as a cash cow, not only was he not dissatisfied, but he was also happy.
The guard had been in for about a stick of incense before returning late. Behind him was a blue-robed man, who was none other than Murong Dark Night.
When Mo Rong saw Leng Yan'er in the dark, there was mockery in his eyes: "Yo, isn't this Yan'er girl?" Why, the prince didn't tie up, and ran to tie up my seventh brother. ā
For Murong Darknight's ridicule, Leng Yan'er couldn't help but care, she thought she was a dog and was playing crazy.
But Murong Tianxun couldn't bear it, Mo Rong bullied her secretly and insulted him, but Leng Yan'er couldn't: "Brother Prince, how can you say this Master." ā
Oh, it turns out that Miss Yan'er is the master of the seventh brother. It seems that Prince Ben misunderstood.
Murong Tianxun snorted coldly, his face gloomy.
Seventh brother, where have you been these days? It's easy to find my father!
"It's just a trip to the mountains and waters."
The calculation in Murong's dark eyes flashed by, but it was still captured by the careful Leng Yan'er.
Seventh brother, you don't say anything to tell me to tell my father. Father is worried about you, and he can't eat all day.
Father, when Murong Tianxun heard the emperor, his face was full of worry: "Brother Prince, please take me to see my father." ā
Seventh brother, this is what you said, you and my brother, why bother to say it.
Mo Rong Tianxun did not speak, but walked to the palace with Leng Yan'er's support, while Dark Night Dust carried the golden coffin and followed behind.
On the bed, an old man, with a pale face and blue circles under his eyes, lay with his eyes closed. At first glance, it's chilling. Leng Yan'er looked at the old emperor lying on the bed, her brows furrowed slightly.
"What are you going to do again, I tell you, even if Xun'er dies, the throne can't be yours." The old emperor probably thought that it was Mo Rong's dark night, and his voice carried anger that could not be concealed.
Murong looked at the old emperor lying on the bed mockingly at night, with a chill in his eyes.
After Murong Tianxun heard the voice, his heart hurt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his voice trembled a little: "Father, it's me." Child-hunting. ā
When the old emperor heard the voice, it was really Murong Tianxun, regardless of the weakness of his body, he got up and wanted to go to the ground, but his body couldn't do it, and he almost fell. Leng Yan'er hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Are you okay?" ā
"Who are you?" The old emperor looked at the woman who appeared in Mo Ming, with a big question in his heart.
"I am the master of Tianxun." As he spoke, he helped Murong Tianxun to the old emperor's side.
The old emperor looked at Murong Tianxun, and tears couldn't help but slide down his wrinkled face: "Xun'er, is it really you?" ā
Murong Tianxun followed the voice and touched the old emperor's body: "Father, it's me." ā
Xun'er, what's wrong with your eyes?
"Father, the child is fine. It's just a temporary blindness, and I'll be fine in a few days. Murong Tianxun comforted.
Leng Yan'er and the others exited the room and gently closed the door, allowing their father and son to catch up.