Return of the Swallow

Naturally, Qin Yining didn’t know what Yao Chenggu and Yao were thinking about. Since the story of her pregnancy with twins spread, everyone in the mansion has offered her as a fragile baby, and she is always careful in eating and living, even Qin Huai. It took a long time to see her to be relieved.

The news that Qin Yining was pregnant with twins also reached Li Qitian's ears as she and Pang Xiao had expected.

When Li Qitian learned the news, he was walking in the imperial garden one after another with Ji Zeyu. After hearing the spy's reply, both of them stopped and became silent by agreement.

After a long time, Li Qitian chuckled and looked back at Ji Zeyu and said, "You have been married to Anyang. Why haven't you heard the good news from Anyang?"

Ji Zeyu's hand behind his back gradually clenched, and said blankly: "The princess always looks down on courtiers."

Li Qitian looked at Ji Zeyu's cold and frosty appearance, and then remembered what his sister had done to become obsessed with Pang Xiao. She raised a face similar to Pang Xiao, and she was embarrassed to say it.He was so jealous just now that he couldn't control his emotions.

"That's it. That guy Pang Zhixi has that good luck." Li Qitian once again said in a deep voice, "Some people are born with that kind of good luck. They are born more talented than others, healthier than others, and better than others. This envy Not coming."

Compared with Pang Xiao, Li Qitian did not have a prominent background, and was not as good as Pang Xiao in Wenzhi martial arts.Even if he is now an emperor, his voice among the people has not been as high as that of Pang Xiao. Even if some people still say that Pang Xiao is bloodthirsty, it is mostly in awe, and people like Li Qitian will only know his surname. Only Li, there are no other deeds, he did not make such great military exploits at the beginning of the founding of the dynasty like Pang Xiao, nor did he forcefully attack Dayan like Pang Xiao.

What is his reputation as Li Qitian?The impression given to the people is that the treasury is poor and the country is poor, and Tartar is about to fight over. He, the emperor, almost didn't cry.

How come all good things are taken by Pang Xiao.

Seeing Li Qitian's expression, Ji Zeyu knew what he was thinking. He only said lightly: "My fate is beyond my control. The saint is now the king of a country. Isn't this more important than anything?"

When Li Qitian heard the words, his complexion was slightly stagnant, but his mood gradually became clearer.

Yes.

What does it matter what those god sticks say?What has he been fighting for for many years?Could it be that such a major event in the family and the country has to be swayed by the approval of a magic stick?He sits firmly in the country now, is it possible that the god stick said that he was not the emperor's fate, but he is not?

Li Qitian turned around, his approving gaze fell on Ji Zeyu's face, who had always been frosty.

At this time, Li Qitian had no resentment and jealousy in his heart.Because Ji Zeyu's words gave him a kind of initiation.He didn't need to be angry, and he didn't need to be jealous.Because now the master of this world is him.

Isn't it because Qin is pregnant with twins?Now that his queen is pregnant, his concubines will continue to be pregnant in the future, and the number of children will gradually increase. Does it matter whether it is twins?

Isn't it just that Tianjizi criticized the Ziwei Emperor Star to reach the top?But he is sitting on the throne now!That proves that the smelly nun was wrong!

"You are transparent." Li Qitian smiled lightly, and walked towards the prosperous and blooming stone path in the imperial garden.

Ji Zeyu followed Li Qitian, hands clenched into fists quietly relaxed, the wind blew, the sweat in his palms was dried, bringing a chill.

"Holy."

At this moment, another spy quickly stepped forward, bowed first, and then whispered a few words in front of Li Qitian.

Seeing the person coming, Ji Zeyu cast his eyes away from him.

When Li Qitian waved away the spy and turned his head, he saw Ji Zeyu looking down at a bush of flowers.

He secretly praised Ji Zeyu's knowledge, Li Qitian said: "Do you know what just happened?"

"Returning to the Saint, the minister doesn't know it." Ji Zeyu saluted respectfully.

Li Qitian chuckled and said, "I just heard a big joke. Now there are rumors outside that the treasure of the Great Yan Dynasty is actually in the capital of Da Zhou. The news has spread in the capital. You said it is funny. Not funny?"

Ji Zeyu thought about it, and said cautiously: "The minister thought this matter was nonsense."

"Of course it's nonsense." Li Qitian's smile gradually turned into sarcasm. "You tell me, the place where the treasure disappeared was in Yang County near the old capital of Dayan. It has been arranged for Yang County and surrounding towns long ago. They are all surrounded, and even the Yan Dynasty’s old days have not been let go. I don’t believe that there is anyone with such great ability to get such a large treasure into the capital under my nose!"

Ji Zeyu had vaguely guessed Li Qitian's thoughts at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Sure enough, Li Qitian's next words were based on his guess.

"Who came from this news? It's obvious. The purpose is already very clear." Li Qitian sneered again, "Pang Zhixi's nag, actually moved crooked thoughts here. It's really ridiculous. Let's) The national treasury is in deficit. Is it possible that for the treasure, I can't even use my brain?"

Ji Zeyu was standing behind Li Qitian at this time, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say that this matter may not be the work of Pang Xiao, and it may be provoked by others.But the image of Pang Xiao's rebellion in Li Qitian's mind was deeply ingrained. He helped Pang Xiao speak, not only would not make the situation any better, but also made Li Qitian more suspicious of him.

Ji Zeyu had no choice but to keep silent.

When Li Qitian was in trouble, the news that the treasure of the Great Yan Dynasty was hidden in the capital also reached Lu Heng's ears.

Wearing a light blue coat, Lu Heng, who was standing at the window playing with flowers and plants, listened to the words of the people around him, and casually cut off the extra leaves of a jasmine plant, and asked in a faint voice: "Where is the news? "

"Back to Uncle, it's spread all over the capital now, and it's pretty amazing."

Lu Heng chuckled and shook his head.

This kind of rumor is simply unbelievable. The treasure should be hidden near the old capital of Dayan. Li Qitian looks like a dog with a bone. He can see that place to death. Who can transport the treasure to the capital from under Li Qitian's nose? Come?

In this matter, either Li Qitian was playing mystery, or Pang Xiao was playing a ghost. The monarchs and his subjects were either testing each other or calculating with each other.

Lu Heng said indifferently: "You continue to observe, if you have any new news, you will come back and forth."

"Yes. Uncle."

After the spies stepped back, a pretty girl brought a black lacquer tray with a white porcelain tureen on top, and walked curly along the chaoshou veranda.

Lu Heng was stunned when he saw the woman through the half-time screen.

The rugged figure, the curvy figure when moving the lotus step lightly, can't see clearly from a distance, but Ya Qing's long hair is loosely rolled up, and the arc of the face when he walks quickly with his eyes down is too similar to Qin Yining. .

Lu Heng couldn't tell whether it was pain or sorrow. When she recovered, the girl had already stepped forward.

"Uncle, please use tea."

The voice was pretentious and tuned, and his appearance was far worse than Qin Yining. It can be said that apart from the body shape and the smooth long hair, they have no similarities.

Lu Heng immediately felt dull, and waved his hand: "You will not use it to serve in the study in the future."

After saying that, he ignored her, turned around and clicked a pair of scissors, and cut off the jasmine that had just opened.

The flowers fell on the black lacquered round table with bone legs and waist, scattered with pale petals.