Xiang Xinci shook his head and laughed, feeling that Mingxiluo's life was really boring: "What did you think he was trying to eat porridge and cabbage..."

Aunt Qin didn't speak, and the emperor himself didn't wear such complicated clothes, but it was suitable for the wife.

The more Xiang Xinci thought about it, the more he became funny, and he was not restricted: "The ambergris in the hall also had to make each furniture heat up on its own. You are so polite, will it be that one day when those furniture are treated harshly, he is also the first emperor to make even the red sandalwood irritate.

Aunt Qin looked at the happy wife who was smiling, and suddenly realized the prosperity and the bright and moving meaning of the bright and charming ones, and she laughed unconsciously...

...

"What else is the commander worried about? The lady has gone back."

Lin Wujing was not worried at first that the emperor would not do anything to her. He was just a little annoyed and couldn't explain it.

"Commander Lin is very cold and dew is still injured... Let the lady know that you have not had a good rest..."

"I see."

...

In the study room of Riyiyuan, Xiang Zhuyuan came back very early. As soon as Xinci arrived, Xiang Zhuyuan came back: "Have you gone to the palace?"

Xiang Xinci put the hand stove on the table: "Yes." He looked sound.

What to do? Did the emperor make things difficult for you? Didn’t he say he won’t see you again? Why did he still meet? Lin Wujing behind him is not enough-

Xiang Zhuyuan wanted to ask, and Zhang Zhang stopped again. He noticed that she was wearing a skirt he had never seen before. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. He had already expected something, so he should not be anxious...

Xiang Zhuyuan had calmed down and his hand fell on the door frame. Some things would naturally be done on his behalf. Just as he was about to speak, butler Zheng hurried in: "Criminal, the master asked you to come over."

Xiang Xinci turned around and said, "What's wrong?" He asked someone as soon as he came back, and he was going to seal what big things could happen.

"I'll go and have a look."

...

Xiang Zhang sat in the main seat, looking at Lao Wu who was walking anxiously in the study, with an unhappy face, but he wanted to remember the kindness of his good daughter that the other party gave birth to.

Thinking of the Mo family, there is another possibility that Xiaoqi... Xiang Zhang felt annoyed Lao Wu again.

"Brother, you're thinking of a solution!"

"What else can I think! You asked me to go to the palace to see it, and I saw it too. The emperor did not have anything unusual. I can ask directly, ask..." Did Mrs. Zhongguo come to make trouble? If Mrs. Zhongguo has a place to collide with the emperor, the emperor would like to think that Mrs. Zhongguo is not sensible and should not be as knowledgeable as her?

If nothing happens, wouldn't he be looking for trouble?

"Brother! I just went to the back to see. Xiaoqi hasn't returned yet. Could it be the emperor--"

"Stop! Shut up! Shut up now!" Do you know what you can say and can't say? You haven't come back to ask the emperor for someone?! I haven't come back from the palace since the morning. Do you know how ruthless these words are. I have never seen anyone who takes the initiative to pour dirty water on his home after asking for trouble: "Maybe I've gone somewhere."

"Can--"

"Shut up!" Xiang Zhang saw his son coming in as if he saw a savior, and hurriedly pushed Lao Wu to his son. He was almost annoyed by Lao Wu. Fortunately, his son was so patient with this endless encounter with his daughter: "Hurry up, tell him the way of the king and the ministers." The emperor could still kidnap her!

"Xuanjian..."

Xiang Zhuyuan was respectful to his hands: "Uncle Wu."

There are no so many rules: "Xuan Jian, listen to me first, your seventh sister..."

"Uncle Wu asked Qimei about it. Someone from behind came to report it just now. Speaking of Mrs. Zhongguo coming back from outside, Uncle Wu was looking for Qimei?"

When Xiang Cheng heard this, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground instantly. It would be great if he came back, and when he came back, his heart was about to jump out when Lord Zhao told him. He didn't know what Xiaoqi's personality is. He had not smoothed her edges and corners in the palace for several years, but became more and more willful, stealing dragons and changing phoenixes, being ruthless, confusing the royal bloodline, and what else she dared not.

He was really afraid that the emperor had made some decisions and it touched Xiaoqi's interests. Xiaoqi relied on his identity to make trouble.

It's fine if it's fine if it's fine: "Brother."

Xiang Zhang had a headache when he heard Lao Wu call him, but he couldn't help but say, "Who made Emperor Xu like a daughter: "Say."

"I want Xiaoqi to come back for a meal. My brother is relieved to have a home-cooked meal. Passing through the back door, there is no need to mobilize the troops or give a big gift. It is just a family of people who have a meal... Do you think it's okay?"

Xiang Zhang wants him to get out. You want to have a meal secretly and say what to do. You have done it quietly for a while. Now you say it. Will he and Xuan Jian ask him about your wishes? Besides, how long has Princess Di'an lived? Don't you think you don't know? Why ask for instructions now! "Go out, go out-"

"Brother——"

"go out."

Xuan Jian held back and wanted to talk to Uncle Five: "Uncle, it's getting late, so it's a bit rushed to ask Uncle to prepare food again. It's better to let my chef go over and let Qimei have fun."

Xiang Cheng looked at his eldest nephew with relief, and he was very careful in everything and was calm in his work. With such a successor in the Xiang family, why not worry about being unhappy: "I'll make you worry." Then he walked out with his eldest nephew.

"Where is, Xiaoqi can get used to eating."

Xiang Zhang looked at the good man who was walking away and snorted coldly. He was almost his son. He was not polite to use it, but what did Mrs. Zhongguo go to the palace today to do: "Butler."

"Marty."

"Let the prince find out what Mrs. Zhongguo is going to find the emperor." Although it was a false and indisputable two people, he felt that it would be better to have less than more things. Moreover, that person is no longer a minister of the Eastern Palace. She wanted to change some habits and try to find her family if she had any problems in the future, so as not to give people a chance to criticize her.

...

It snowed again last night, and it was still gloomy now. The early palace people wrapped their thick clothes and their hands were tightly wrapped. They stomped their feet and quickly bent down to clean up the snow on the ground.

The candlelight in Qianming Hall was not bright yet, and the palace servants who were serving the washing were already doing preparations. But because it was not until early to get up, they all looked deserted and the whole hall seemed to be deserted.

The palace that doesn't like burning charcoal makes the colder and colder, and even the inner palace is wearing it tightly.

Mingxiluo was not awake yet, frowned and was not sleeping soundly. He seemed to be trapped in a nightmare.

In his dream, he kept filling his neck with Xinci and eating something that he would never let her eat. She refused, so he pinched his neck to fill her.

Sometimes it seemed like she was going to die, sometimes she was alive, many times he pinched her neck and asked her to die, sometimes she wanted her to live. It was bizarre, everyone was crazy, he was self-contradictory, the people on the bed were in great pain, and suddenly a trace of black blood was overflowing from the corner of her mouth—

Ming Xiluo suddenly opened his eyes, and the hall was quiet, with only his breathing sound.
Chapter completed!