Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Yan Zenxuan watched the flowers on the stranger gradually walk away from the back. He couldn't help but whisper, "The flowers on the stranger...”

It was also his… first time calling her by her current name.

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“Lord...” Just arrived at the news of Moring, thinking of what I had just heard, I couldn't help but hesitate for a moment and did not answer Yan Beicheng's question.

There seems to be a bad feeling in the heart of Yanbeicheng. The palms gently close a few points. There is no facial expression: “I ask you again, where is the princess? ”

Moring was still hesitant, half-hearted, and only slowly swallowed the words, "The queen... the princess has only gone to Her Royal Highness the thirteenth. ”

This remark just came out, Moring felt cold, and the whole person suddenly arrived in a very cold place, cold.

Looking at Yan Beicheng, it was just a face with no expression. At this moment, a layer of frost had been placed in it. The eyes could not be seen as if it were a bottomless abyss. At this moment, the storm slowed down again.

“Don't be angry, my lord, this may not be what you think.” Moring knelt down immediately and whispered solace.

“Out." Yan Beicheng did not turn back, the thin lips slowly squeezed out a word, and the voice was the same as it had just come out of the cave, through a moist cold.

Mo Ling looked at Yan Beicheng with great concern and took a slight step forward, then seemed to think of something, or he took it back and turned around.

The rest of the house Yan Beicheng alone, his fist held tight before suddenly lifting, heavy hammer on the sandalwood table in front of him, it took years of unbeatably solid sandalwood table to break under his palm into countless pieces, 708 scattered to the ground.

It's just that his eyes are so thick and melancholy that there's no way to get rid of them.

……

“Going today?” Zhao Wei said, suddenly excited to stand up, “Your Highness, now that we have returned to Yuzhou, how can you go back like this? At least stay half a month. ”

Before Yan Xuan opened his mouth, he felt itchy in his throat and held his breath slightly. He pressed the cough back with great difficulty. He said: "Yesterday I was only temporarily in a hurry and I was not in the way. However, this condition of water and soil dissatisfaction is quite serious. Your doctor said that we should still go back to the city to adjust the formula as soon as possible. ”

Zhao Wei twisted his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly. He lowered his voice: “Your Majesty, I am entrusted to you before your arrival. You must do your duty to supervise the inspector. You must not forget. ”

Yan Xuanxuan's eyebrows remained unchanged. Wen said: "I have been in Yuzhou every day for more than this month. I have also been recruiting before. How is this duty not fulfilled? ”

Zhao Wei choked, thought about it, and said: “But Your Highness has been sick in this house for most of the time. He hasn't even been to the barracks. How can he speak of inspectors? ”

Yan Xuanxuan's gentle eyebrows suddenly stirred, a little confused, “When did the father tell you to check in the emperor's barracks? Is Father still afraid of the Emperor crowding himself..."

The original doubts in my heart were cleared up at this moment, and I only felt a chill. Their father, too suspicious, is very suspicious, he can actually understand Yan Beicheng.

But most importantly, it's hard to get Zhao Wei to agree, so that's the only way.

To think of it, his hand, which he had hidden in his sleeve, was tight, and his clever fingers cleverly opened a bag of oil paper in his palm, scattering the powder all over his robe.