After Gonggong Li crawled back to the Tongxin Hall with a roll, only Xiao Huzi and Xiao Hazi were waiting in the hall.

"Your Majesty, Gonggong Li is back."

When the second general heard this, he reported in time.

Long live the Lord "um", bowed his head and focused on correcting the notes presented by the local officials.

After Gonggong Li came back, he didn't even have time to drink water, so he appeared in front of Long Live Lord sweating profusely.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

Long Live Lord heard the voice, raised his eyelids in confusion, and he put aside the red ink pen for correction: "You also fell into the river?" ”

Hum Ha two generals: "!! ”

What's happened in the palace lately is too weird!

Don't blame Long Live Ye for misunderstanding, all the way back just now, Gonggong Li has been thinking about the ghost fire, and he is afraid that the one in the morgue will entangle him, and he can still remember the way back, which is already incredible.

Gonggong Li knelt on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, then covered his face with his sleeve and cried bitterly: "Woo woo, Your Majesty, it's great that the slave can still see you, woo woo woo ......"

Long live the Lord frowned, not to mention how disgusted his eyes were: "Okay, aren't you coming back with a good look?" Tell me, did you find anything? ”

Father-in-law Li wiped away his tears and said bluntly: "No." ”

Long live the "......" waste.

Gonggong Li didn't dare to say it, he went to the morgue, and he didn't even dare to muster up the courage to take a look.

Think about it, how long the man has been soaking under the water, and his whole body is already soaking, and one is so swollen that there are two or three......

Filled with a foul smell, not to mention, in retrospect, it can make him sick to his stomach for ten days and a half without opening meat.

Long Live Ye leaned back: "I shouldn't have any expectations for you. ”

Gonggong Li was aggrieved, and he thought about remedy, "Your Majesty, although the slave failed to find the real cause of death, the slave heard about the ghost fire on the way back. ”

Long Live Lord doesn't believe that in this land of the sun, and with the deterrence of the true dragon emperor, what ghosts can breed in the palace?

It's just nonsense.

Gonggong Li was afraid that His Majesty would not believe it, so he added: "It was the queen mother who told the slave, and when the slave came back, he also met the queen mother." ”

Concubine Ning and Concubine Hua didn't know how they returned to the palace, in short, it was Murong Huan and King Jinyuan who escorted the two big and small bags back along the way.

Cha Cha stayed in Murong Huan's arms honestly, and walked all the way back, Cha Cha was already a little drowsy.

There was weight on his shoulders, and the smell of milky fragrance sprinkled on Murong Huan's neck, burrowing into his neck, and he lowered his eyes to see that Cha Cha was asleep.

Murong Huan held Cha Cha's buttocks with one hand and protected her neck with the other, and maintained such a posture all the way.

Only after returning to the palace did Concubine Ning find a sense of security.

Because it was the sleeping hall of the Bamboo Palace, Murong Huan was inconvenient to go in, so he could only stay at the door of the dormitory, "It's troublesome Concubine Ning." ”

He was going to hand over the tea in his arms to Concubine Ning, even if he was reluctant......

His neck was tightly circled: "Don't~~"

Murong Huan and Concubine Ning both had unexpected expressions.

Cha Cha hugged Murong Huan's neck and didn't let go.

But the little guy was obviously still asleep, and Murong Huan's heart was as excited as a deer beating wildly.

Concubine Ning smiled, the concubine's dormitory, it's always bad to let other men in, she led the way in front and took Murong Huan to the side hall-