"What do you want to eat? Let's eat with you?"

“…”

Xiang Xinci sighed: "Don't eat?"

"No." I just think it's a shortcoming. The troubles are not worth it, but I'm not sure if she can continue to compromise. After all, her good temper has limited time.

When Xiang Xinci heard this, the smile in her eyes softened: "What do you want to eat?"

Mingxilo thought for a while: "Wonton."

"Ha, I still miss the wontons at the old widow's stall, I can't eat you to death."

Mingxiluo was speechless for a moment. When did he think about the chaos of the widow's stall? He wanted to eat... Mingxiluo stopped talking. She might not know what the kitchen looked like. She would suffer if she really did it.

"When will I get hired?"

"When you get better, there are several groups of people entering your street. Tell me how many people you offended."

"Is it not you who I offended the most?"

“…”

...buc

There are many people who hope that Mingxiluo will die. If this hawk is a little bit too long and two-thirds of the prince's strength will be lost. What's wrong with Daliang returning to the era of intersecting interests? As for the death of ordinary people, it is originally a group of useless people.

But I recently heard that he was in charge of the hospital bed.

In a luxurious house in Liangdu, several people with good status were filled with righteous indignation.

"He should have been killed at that time."

"What big talk is now? So many people have been involved, but I haven't even heard of critical illness. I can re-exert the influence in less than three days. It's useless for the eldest prince to take you in your favor."

"What's wrong? My people at least pulled him off the horse! You, you were killed by the soldiers and generals, and you didn't know how many times you died. You were pressed on the ground and trampled on him at will, and you didn't see him missing a single finger!"

"Okay, don't quarrel. Who would have thought that such a serious injury would be effective in three days. The most urgent thing is how to kill him while he is sick."

Everyone was silent. This was a big problem. In the past six months, they lost countless people in Mingxiluo. They thought they were a civil servant and a musician. They could not carry their hands on their shoulders and could not carry them. They killed them casually. As a result, no matter how many people they went, they would end up in the sea.

Now that he has an eagle strike next to him, it will be even more difficult to kill him.

But this person is crucial. Immortality is not enough to make the forces leaning behind the prince emerge.

You should know that Mingxiluo has stopped all the swords and guns on the surface and put the power to surrender to the prince behind him. It makes people unable to see who has surrendered to the prince, completely disrupting their subordinates. He is afraid of recruiting two-faced men and those who have already surrendered to them and please them.

Instead, it becomes controlled by others everywhere.

Especially this time, if Mingxiluo did not die, they would just steal the chicken and lose the rice, and gave the prince a chance to win over the Xiang family.

As soon as something happened in Mingxiluo, the emperor gave Prince Xiang to the crown prince. Xiang Zhuyuan has always been valued by the emperor. Apart from the last Lantern Festival, he took advantage of the prince's power to thoroughly investigate the reason, so he did not interact with the prince. This time he actually gave the prince another chance. How could he not let the eldest prince be anxious? Fortunately, Prince Xiang is about to leave the capital so that the matter will not be out of control.

"Action tonight, take his life while he is sick!"

...

Xiang Xinci had supper, sat in her father's study, quietly savoring the good tea in her hand.

Di Lu stood behind her, like a sharp sword, motionless.

Xiang Cheng automatically ignored him, and his daughter used it. Although it made people know that the reputation was not good, it was at least practical.

Xiang Xinci drank quietly and barely drank half a cup. Her father had a lot of good things, all given by Mrs. Xiang. Although her nominal grandmother was not very good to her, she said nothing to her father.

Xiang Cheng blew away the whirling leaves on the teacup. She didn't want to stay and wanted to do anything. She would naturally say that it was inevitable that it was a matter of flowers, plants and embroidering satin shops.

Xiang Xinci put down the tea in her hand. The moonlight outside the window was just right. Tomorrow would be another sunny day. There were some things that she wanted her father to know first, rather than hearing from others: "What happened to Madame Fu on the side is not easy to deal with?"

Xiang Cheng looked up in shock, but he didn't expect that she would ask about the Cao family. He still had nothing to do with her because the Cao family had nothing to do with her. Although he had nothing to do with him, Xiao Qi didn't even want to maintain basic contact with him: "Some small things."

"Some trivial matters have been delayed until now, and I can't go back to Liangdu."

"It's not easy to guard the border town, so how can you come back if you want to come back? If it's all like that, General An and the Ninth Prince shouldn't have gone?"

How can it be the same: "Grandpa Cao is about to die of illness."

"That is also the glory of the Cao family." Prince An guarded the northern part of the land. He thought that contacting the land would be too much. Although the generals of the northern part would no longer have a good impression of the Cao family, they could finally maintain a glimmer of hope.

"Actually, this is not difficult."

“Nothing is hard in your mouth.”

"Just transfer back to work if you are not used to life in Northland."

Xiang Cheng didn't answer this, and he transferred it back and abandoned it! He was a deserter! He still served! It would be good if he could not implicate the next generation of the Cao family.

Xiang Cheng didn't tell Xinci this, and she didn't understand it even after she said it.

"father."

"Hmm?" Xiang Cheng drank tea. New Year's tea was not as strong as old tea.

Xiang Xinci lowered his head and slowly shook his feet, wanting to talk about his wise decision from a general point of view. He found that his father was not Xiang Zhuyuan, and his status would not allow him to consider the meaning behind this, but would only be uneasy about this result, especially Liang Gongxu's reputation was not good.

"father."
Chapter completed!