Clean and thorough, as if it were pearlescent...

Zhongli Changlu Xiaosuo's eyes gradually became quiet, and the life of more than ten years of hardship and struggle was slowly distant. The world is clear and the ridge is rising, and the peace is now extremely precious. The only correct thing for the violent emperor is to abdicate the wise monarch.

What's wrong with the royal family raising precious snow lotus in the mud? The sorrow and suffering in the world have passed away is merit.

Xiang Xinci thought about the scenery she had gone out before, and her eyebrows were gentle and clear: "It's interesting."

Zhongli Changlu was respectful: "It's just some common trivial matters. The wife is kind and kind, and I can hear a little interesting."

"Do you know how to sing?" Aunt Qin asked and hurriedly closed her mouth, and she passed by.

Zhongli Changlu was respectful when he heard this: "When I returned to my aunt, I know a little more. When the prince came, he told me that my wife was a elegant man. She understood the elegance of the song and the elegance of the qualities and made the servant serve him well."

Xiang Xinci thought of Xiang Zhuyuan and smiled: "But I have nothing to do to pass the time, so how can I understand one or two of them?"

"My wife recognizes second, who dares to recognize first?" Aunt Qin joked.

Xiang Xinci held Aunt Qin's hand and stood up. The pink silk yarn long skirt with golden patterns and silver edges embroidered with brocade peony drooped to the ground. Following her, she walked past, and the hem of her clothes like wings slid across the smooth ground, sliding past Zhongli Changlu and lowered her eyes.

Xiang Xinci missed: "Changlu's statement reminded me of the heavy snow in Anbei, vast and enchanting, lonely smoke from the desert. He is full of passion and beauty."

Zhongli Changlu's eyes were full of flowers and his dress was dazzling, but in Anbei, in his eyes, the cold and heat, the people were living in poverty, and they could not eat, and the snow meant the most difficult days of the year.

But in the future, Anbei, the emperor, King An, and Lord Mo will be the enchanting place in everyone's hearts in the future.

Song Zining looked at the wife who had not driven these people away and felt a deep heart. There were so many people who wanted to make her happy, and there were many people who were lowering their identities than him.

...

It was already late at night, and the evening breeze was still moving. It seemed that it might rain again after a while. Meng Ruiyong and others were outside the corridor. When they saw the adults coming back, they hurriedly met: "Commander Lin."

Lin Wujing took off his sword and handed it to the servant: "What's wrong?"

Meng Ruiyong said: "I later joined another opera troupe."

Lin Wujing's action of untiing his clothes was paused. He glanced at him and understood the meaning of reporting this to him. Of course, it could not be a simple opera troupe.

Lin Wuxing started to move again: "Whose idea?" Shen De was tired of life.

"Return to the commander..." This is the troublesome thing Meng Ruiyong felt: "Sent from the Xiang family."

Lin Wujing didn't dare to believe his ears and immediately looked at Meng Ruiyong: "Xiang Family!"

Meng Ruiyong affirmed: "One of the actors was chosen by Prince Xiang himself!"

Lin Wujing's head was buzzing and furious. He never expected Xiang Zhuyuan to do such a thing!

Prince Xiang actually... Lin Wujing immediately realized that because the old emperor was not healthy, he chose him and Song Zining to suppress Ming Xiluo. Why couldn't Xiang Zhuyuan send a few people in to suppress himself!

As for the reasons, there are too many! Lin Wujing unconsciously held his palm tightly and pulled off his clothes, and why would he unbutton it!

The person who was serving in the room knelt down immediately.

Lin Wujing looked proud, Prince Xiang was so generous! Even if Xinci was half his side, his hands were still so long! "Tell me, what kind of person is the prince willing to send it..." He was sarcastic and he was so willing!

Meng Ruiyong did not dare to investigate the meaning of the commander's words, so he respectfully told the news about the inquiry.

Lin Wujing showed a sneer on his lips: "It sounds familiar to me to hear the experience..."

“…”

"Pity? It's still a bird that goes all the way." But even birds cannot guarantee that they will not become a day when they become eagle. He was also a little person to relieve his boredom.

In Yatang Hall, Lin Wujing certainly had a hundred ways to kill a small person, but this person was sent by Prince Xiang, which was different. The person sent by Prince Xiang was much more troublesome than the person sent by Prince Xiang.

A hint of anger flashed in Lin Wujing's eyes, but he had to suppress it!

Lin Wujing took a deep breath, picked up the clothes on the ground, and threw them on the screen. He had to deal with Prince Xiang if he didn't want to, and someone who made him even more afraid: "Where is the madam?"

"Go back to the commander, in the main hall, His Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Princess are sleeping in the main hall tonight."

Lin Wujing took back his steps, "You will hand you a letter to Prince Xiang tomorrow." Under the eaves, he had to lower his posture to get the opportunity to deal with the opera.

...

Morning light penetrated the clouds and shone on the remaining rain last night, and everything was as bright as water washed.

Xiang Zhuyuan came back from the schoolyard and washed his face.

Good deeds praised Commander Lin’s prayer letter: “The Prince.”

Xiang Zhuyuan wiped his hands and took a casual look: "He moves quickly." But he had no intention of taking over, so he turned around and walked towards the study outside.

Shanxing immediately accepted the reply and hurriedly followed Lin Wujing. His power can be said to come from Miss Seven, or from the late emperor, or from the emperor.

But it was definitely not from the Xiang family, so the prince felt that he was unreliable. In the face of real interests, he was very likely to turn to the emperor. Even when the emperor wanted to attack the Xiang family and kill Miss Seven, Lin Wujing might not be firmly standing on Miss Seven's side: "The prince is not planning to see him?"

Xiang Zhuyuan sneered: "He is a good person." What can I think of the key to see him so quickly? I surrendered? Xiang Zhuyuan didn't like him, or did not trust him.

Good deeds remind the prince: "I am also good at fighting." This person must speak cleverly and make the prince let go of his guard against him.

Prince Xiang reminded me: "So, in order to accompany you, I gave up the opportunity to let go without seeking power." Xiang Zhuyuan even sneered: "A person who can bend and stretched will not show his reputation before will be wronged."

Women's sex, power, these two things will always imprison a man's life. It is naturally a life story to get both. If you can only choose one, those who are sober will know how to choose.

So Lin Wujing, he is under the control of Mingxiluo. Everything about Mingxiluo is given by Mingxiluo. The power is Xinci itself, and Mingxiluo has not pursued his existence. He can be subordinate to Mingxiluo, but it may not be like this for him. Therefore, there is no need to cooperate falsely. He is not willing to settle people around Xinci. What he wants is Xinci's ability to fight against Mingxiluo!

Speaking of which, Rong Du and Xinci were also daughters who had been a long time ago. If this were not the case, he might not have worked with him. But now that things have come to this point, he can make Mingxiluo move Xinci once, but he must not have a second time!
Chapter completed!