The two used to be the closest couple, and he naturally knew that her atrium was on the right side.

Judging from Jiang Chong's description, the Ling clan's flying knife shot at Lu Yunshuang's left Yuehun mouth at that time.

Hearing this, Jiang Chong was a little stunned.

"Find out where she is now." Long Chi commanded.

Jiang Chong nodded, "Yes." "After all, they are husband and wife, and the master still cares about Lu Yunshuang, right?

Within a few days, the concubines of the East Palace were also sent.

When all the beauties saw such a desolate place, their hearts were half cold.

When he stepped into the courtyard, he began to sob.

Long Chi came back from outside to inspect, he was already in a bad mood, and when he saw this scene, his face was even more unhappy, and he asked impatiently: "What are you crying about?" ”

Several of the concubines were startled and didn't dare to make any more noise.

Only Lin Meiren, when she saw him coming back, immediately greeted him attentively, "The concubine has seen the prince." ”

Long Chi's face softened slightly, and he nodded, "The road is far away, and you are fortunate." ”

Lin Meiren's eyes were red, and she shook her head and said, "I can see that the prince is safe and sound, and the concubine is finally relieved." ”

Long Chi was a little surprised, "You care about this king?" ”

Lin Meiren was a little shy, and whispered: "You are the husband of the concubine, and the concubine naturally cares about you." ”

When Long Chi heard this, he felt a little useful in his heart, took her hand, and entered the house.

The other concubines, who were still sobbing, bit their lipes unconvinced.

This Lin beauty is really scheming, and she is very attentive in front of the prince.

Several people glanced at each other, and hurriedly put away their tears and followed in.

Long Chi glanced at a few people, and suddenly frowned, "What about Chen Qiyu?" ”

Lin Meiren's eyes flashed slightly, "Before leaving, she was not in good shape, so she didn't come together." ”

Long Chi's face was ugly.

Chen Qiyu was pregnant with his heir in her belly, but she didn't come with her?

Thinking of something, his eyes were gloomy.

It must be the ghost of the emperor's uncle, he wants to make himself the last!

He said to Jiang Chong: "You secretly go to the imperial capital and find a way to bring Chen Meiren back safely." ”

Jiang Chong knew that he was for the child in Chen Qiyu's belly, so he didn't dare to slack off, "My subordinates will go immediately." ”

When Jiang Chong left, Long Chi's complexion softened slightly, but he was not sure in his heart.

If Uncle Huang wants him to be the queen, it will be too late at this time.

Thinking of his illness, his face became a little more gloomy.

This place is desolate, and even the doctor's medical skills are average.

Sensing the gloomy aura on the prince's body, the concubines, including Lin Meiren, were all silent, and they didn't know what to do.

I always feel that after some changes, the gloomy atmosphere on the prince's body has become stronger, which makes people very uneasy.

……

Four months later, the Imperial Palace.

Lu Liangwei was wrapped in a thick snow-white fox fur, standing under the corridor, stretching out his hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

This is the first snow to fall in Teikyo since the beginning of winter this year.

She got up early today just to see this snow.

Looking at the crystal clear snow in her palm, before she had time to appreciate it, she was wrapped in the man's warm palm, and then her body was light, and she was already beaten and hugged horizontally.

"You're back?" Lu Liang turned his head slightly and looked at the man with some joy.

The dragon martingale tapped the tip of her nose with her fingers, "It's not cold standing outside?" ”

Lu Liangwei put his hands around his neck, and said excitedly: "It's not cold, this is the first snow of the year, I want to see it." As he spoke, he saw some snowflakes falling on his shoulders, and hurriedly reached out to pat them for him.

The dragon martingale held her hand, "Don't be busy, be careful of freezing." ”

Lu Liang pulled the fox fur in his hand slightly, "It's all wrapped in zongzi, it's not cold at all." ”

"Zongzi?" The dragon martingale was amused by her words, "It's a very apt word. ”。

Lu Liang pursed his lips slightly, a little unhappy, "You are still laughing, I am like this, all because of whom?" ”