Chu Yan only heard the screams of soldiers, and a hazy face appeared in front of him. He stretched out his hand to touch her, raised it high, but didn't touch anything, his hand dropped again and plunged into endless darkness.
When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a familiar dragon bed, everything was so familiar.
Is it all a dream
Zhi'er didn't want to separate from him, just a dream he had
He has never been to Qiyun Mountain
If it is a dream, then this dream is too realistic.
He got out of bed, and the court lady on the side hurried forward to put on boots for him.
He waved: "All back."
He has never been able to get used to letting people wait and dress, and years of life in the military have long become a habit.
Just like he is used to look at the portrait of Bai Zhi after getting up every day.
But today, he did not find that small painting on the royal case.
"Where are the Fusheng people?" Chu Yan said with an angry expression to the court lady who was waiting on the side.
The court lady knelt down immediately: "Back to the emperor, Father Fu went to stare at the decoction."
While talking, a person came in from outside, and it was Father Fu who was carrying a tray.
Chu Yan pointed to the Yuzhuo and asked, "Fusheng, where are the small paintings I look at every day?"
Father Fu's heart trembled, and his hand holding the soup medicine shook slightly, and the medicine almost spilled out.
He hurriedly put down the medicine and knelt in front of the emperor, "Go back to the emperor, that little painting was taken away by the emperor."
Chu Yan twisted his eyebrows and looked upset: "What? Why did he take this painting away? How could he come here?" Since he became the throne, his father has never been to this imperial study room, and never asked about his personal affairs. .
Fu Gong said: "The emperor, since you came back to the palace with illness, the emperor came to visit every day, and stumbled upon the small painting on the royal table, he, he—"
In fact, it was not taken away, but was burned by the emperor.
No ash was left.
He can understand the feelings of the Emperor Taishang. A good son, a dignified king of a country, has made such a half-dead appearance several times for a woman, and he is really mad at him.
His grievances could not be vented on the emperor's body, nor could he be killed to Qi Yunshan. After all, it was Dongfang Mu's granddaughter, who had to show some face.
I can only vent my anger with this little painting.
Chu Yan didn't ask any more, a word kept echoing in his ear, returning to the palace with illness, and returning to the palace with illness
Is he out of the palace? Where did he go? Qi Yunshan
So, that's not a dream
He stretched out his hand to lift Father Fu from the ground, and asked anxiously: "I went to Qiyun Mountain?"
Father Fu nodded with a look of surprise: "Yes, don't you remember the emperor?"
As soon as he loosened his hand, Mr. Fu fell to his tolerance point, and quickly stabilized his figure and took two steps back.
"Where is Bai Zhi?" He stared at Father Fu and asked.
Father Fu hurriedly said: "Back to the emperor, Miss Bai will leave after sending you back."
"Where did she go?" Chu Yan asked anxiously.
Father Fu lowered his head, his heart was extremely tangled, did he say it or not
The Supreme Emperor has ordered that he is not allowed to speak, but facing the emperor in anger, if he does not say, what will be the consequences
"Hurry up!" Chu Yan roared, making all the palacemen in the palace kneel to the ground in fright.
Father Fu trembled: "The emperor, the old slave doesn't know where Miss Bai has gone, but Miss Bai has left a letter for you."
Chu Yan stretched out his hand to him: "The letter, don't get it soon." He was very disturbed. Since she had sent him back to the palace, why did she leave again
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It's over, see you tomorrow!