Aluo still wants to go back to Nanman.

He said that he would report to his father when he went back and would come back again.

I was saying goodbye in front of the palace gate, but Chuxue insisted on sending Aluo to the outside of the city gate alone. At the city gate, he used tea instead of wine and smiled and said, "Brother, the journey is good."

"Well, I understand. I have to wait for me, I will arrive in Beiwan again soon." Aluo drank the tea in the cup and gave Chuxue a big hug. "Please rest, remember, wait for me! Take care!"

"Yes, take care of it." Chuxue responded with a smile.[

Standing in front of the city gate, he kept watching A Luo's handsome horse galloping away.

The smile gradually faded away, and there was reluctance and loneliness in my eyes.

This time, it may be the last time, and the separation in your heart can be imagined.

Chuxue stood for a long time, and Chen Shou came to pick him up.

As Chen Shou returned to the palace, Chuxue was not surprised.

The whole family has a meal together, and then talk and laugh.

"Brother, do the second brother really want to be the emperor of the Southern Barbarians?"

"Well, I've decided when I come back."

"No wonder, just a person like the Second Emperor... can endure loneliness and be an emperor in the palace?"

"This...haha!" Murong Jing smiled, "This is hard to say. But it is not impossible to make him a wise king."

"Ha, this is true. The second emperor brother is very powerful, but he doesn't show it."

Murong Jing sat next to Chuxue, playing with his black hair that had dropped to his shoulders as he habitually said, "Why did he show it to us? We are not his enemies, we are relatives, relatives! Mother, are you right?"

"Yes. Luo'er is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted. But... he seems to have not forgiven his mother yet." The Empress Dowager laughed silently, holding the fruit handed over by Su'er.

Su'er handed the peeled fruit to Chuxue again and interrupted with a smile, "Mother, he is a quarrel. He has forgiven you for a long time, but he can't hold his face down. Sometimes his face is as thick as a child, but sometimes he is very thin... He comes again next time, let's spend him."

"I agree with Su'er's words. What about Chuxue? Is it the same?" Murong Jing echoed and looked at Chuxue and asked.
Chapter completed!