Cui Wei said: "This is fine, but there may not be results."
"There is a result is the best, and there is no need to worry about it!"
"There is one more question," Cui Wei reminded, "Since King Chu is no longer on the list we are dealing with, the prince of the partnership with Nan Wang should think about it in advance."
Ling Xiyao said: "It is true. Since the common enemy is no longer there, the cooperation with the Second Emperor Brother will end here."
Cui Wei wanted to sigh a little. He said, "The prince, there are the eighth princes and the ninth princes."
"Those two idiots?" Ling Xiyao smiled coldly, "What can someone who can only be inflicted pay attention to?"
"Although the eighth princes and the ninth princes have a flamboyant personality, they are deeply impressed by the emperor's heart. In addition, they are also adult princes. The princes should pay more attention. If they don't have that mind, we can draw them together. There was also a speaker in front of the emperor at that time!"
Ling Xiyao said: "Lao Ba and Lao Ji have liked to be with Lao Wu since they were young, shall we fight for usefulness?"
Cui Wei said: "It's useful but not useful, naturally you have to try it before you know it."
When Ling Siyao and Ling Minyao were in the capital, they naturally knew that Ling Chuyao was punished to the northwest by Emperor Xuanle. Ling Minyao was always smart. He thought that he had just told Ling Chuyao yesterday about the little girl that Caton met. Today Ling Chuyao Being punished, where is there such a coincidence in the world
He couldn't wait to go to the Palace of Chu and asked if Ling Chuyao was punished because of that, but Ling Chuyao kept silent about it.
No way, Ling Minyao had to move the object.
"Wu Sister-in-law, was Brother Fifth very worried last night? Do you have trouble sleeping in the middle of the night?"
Zhuge Linlang said, "No, he slept well."
Ling Minyao asked unwillingly: "Then what about after he returns to the mansion today? Is he particularly depressed and unwilling to think about it?"
Before Zhuge Linlang had time to talk, someone next to him said, "What is so depressed about this king?"
Ling Minyao turned around, Ling Chuyao stood at the door and looked at him with a smile, making Ling Minyao tremble all over.
"Five... Brother Five."
Ling Chuyao walked in and said, "You don't need to feel guilty. My father asked me to go to the northwest to train me. It has nothing to do with you."
"Isn't it because the incident I told you yesterday made you angry with your father?"
"No."
Ling Chuyao answered without hesitation, instead of letting Ling Minyao feel relieved, he became even more in a bad mood.
But he didn't say much, and went to the imperial palace again after leaving the palace of Chu Prince.
After Zhuge Linlang received the acacia news, she said with some worry: "The ninth brother has gone to the palace, will my father be angry?"
"No." Ling Chuyao took the person into his arms from behind, "The Ninth Brother knows how to measure. But you, want to go to the northwest with me. The conditions there are not comparable to those in the capital, you..."
Zhuge Linlang covered the big hand on his waist and turned his head to look at him: "It doesn't matter, I am not the one who can't wait for hardship. I haven't been to other places except Qizhou last time. I just go out to see more. "
Ling Chuyao buried his face in Zhuge Linlang's neck, and the exhaled breath spread on his skin, making Zhuge Linlang feel a little itchy.
"Okay," Zhuge Linlang said, "I still have to go and see if my luggage is packed. If you are fine, take a rest early!"
Ling Chuyao sullenly responded, but he just didn't let him go.
Zhuge Linlang was a little helpless, and wanted to reach out and break the hands, but he didn't expect to be held tighter.
"Don't move, let me hold it for a while."
Hearing his voice, Zhuge Linlang suddenly felt softened and let him hold him motionless, but did not notice Ling Chuyao's smile hidden in her neck.
Zhuge Linlang, who would be so soft to him, made him want to test her bottom line every time.
After a few days, the things that should be explained were clear, and Ling Chuyao and Zhuge Linlang's luggage had also been packed.
Before leaving, Ling Chuyao invited Yue Nansong to set up a banquet in the most prosperous restaurant in Yanjing, which was regarded as farewell.
"Eh, I said, you really plan to go to the northwest?"
Ling Chuyao filled the glass in front of herself and Yue Nansong with wine, raised it up and gestured to Yue Nansong, and then drank it in one gulp.
"Otherwise, what should I do? Thunder, rain and dew are all Jun En, and my going here is not necessarily all bad things."
Yue Nansong said: "The errands of the Ministry of Households were hard to get. When you go now, what about the errands of the Ministry of Households?"
Ling Chuyao said: "But since it is my thing, even if it is temporarily taken away, when I come back, it will always come back to me again."
Seeing Ling Chuyao's domineering appearance, Yue Nansong suddenly became a little envious for some reason.
"What's the matter?" Ling Chuyao smiled at him, with a scornful smile, "Even if you look at me like this, I won't fall in love with you."
Yue Nansong laughed all of a sudden, and raised the wine glass in his hand, "A good journey."
Ling Chuyao also raised his glass and touched him, "How are you now? Are you still forced to marry by General Chengwei?"
Yue Nansong said: "That's right, I'm afraid my father will always urge me as long as I don't get married for one day."
"You should indeed be married."
Yue Nansong glanced at him, "Not everyone can marry a happy wife like you."
Ling Chuyao heard something wrong in his words, "What? Have a sweetheart? If so, let your father go to propose a marriage."
Yue Nansong didn't speak, but poured a glass of wine on his own, rather melancholy.
Ling Chuyao intuitively felt that there was something in his heart, but he also knew that no matter what Yue Nansong didn't want to say, no one could ask.
Ling Chuyao didn't say much when seeing this, and soon returned to the palace.
But on the way he was stopped in the street.
Dong Lin looked at the people who stopped the cars of the Prince of Chu, and suddenly admired: There are not many people who have the courage to stop the cars of the Prince of Chu.
"Master, my master wants to see you."
Ling Chuyao lifted the driving curtain and looked at the guard with a very interesting look, "This king is a little curious. When will this king's car stop even a small guard at will?"
The guard's face was a bit ugly, but thinking of his master's temper, he still bit the bullet and finished his confession: "My master said, if you don't go, then the princess may not be peaceful in the future."
Dong Lin's eyes changed again, as if he was paying homage to a martyr.
Sure enough, the breath of Ling Chuyao's body became very terrifying, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Really?"
The guard was sweating unknowingly on his forehead, and his face was pale.
He insisted: "Please don't embarrass the younger one."
Ling Chuyao stared at the guard quietly for a while, and then said, "Well, if you have nothing to do with the king, just go and see how capable your so-called master is."