Xiaohe said: "The princess calmed down, and the slave servant heard from 49 that the carriage the white girl was in was from the palace. The person who escorted her to the palace was also the guard in the palace, and Zhou Awu was also there."
Chu Ning naturally knew that Zhou Awu was a personal guard next to the emperor. He was a big red man. He was highly trusted by the emperor. It was naturally the emperor's intention to be able to protect him. How could ordinary people be able to dispatch him.
"Sure enough, she is a slut, while hooking up with the emperor, while secretly meeting with my husband, she is so low, does the emperor know?"
Xiao He didn't dare to interrupt, and stood aside with his head down.
Chu Ning put down the tea cup in his hand, walked back and forth two times in the hall, suddenly stopped, and a weird smile appeared on his face: "In the next seven days, there will be an autumn festival in the palace, and there will be a feast. , She should go too! At that time, I will have to see what the woman looks like who has fascinated the emperor and my husband."
With her, Chu Ning, she would definitely not make that woman feel better.
Xiao He was flustered. Every time the princess smiled like this, he would do some crazy things.
For example, on the day of her wedding to her uncle three years ago, she had laughed like this.
The twilight is in harmony, and the wind of late autumn has cooled the night of Kyoto.
After Bai Zhi accompanied Zhao Lan for dinner, she took Xiaoqing back to the hospital.
Walking on the long corridor, Xiao Qing looked up at the crescent moon half-covered by thin clouds in the sky, and sighed lightly: "I don't know what the son is doing now." She was very annoyed, and the son went alone. The Western Regions looked for medicine, but the emperor didn't need this medicine at all.
If something happened to the son in the Western Regions, she bit her lip, tried not to let the tears fall, and squeezed herself fiercely.
Bai Zhi stopped and looked back at Xiaoqing.
Xiao Qing dropped the lantern in her hand, not wanting her to see the tear marks on her face.
"Are you crying?" Bai Zhi asked.
Xiaoqing shook her head and said stiffly: "I don't have one."
"You are crying!"
Xiaoqing still shook his head: "I don't have one."
The autumn night is very thick, even if the moon is scattered, it still can't penetrate the sky.
"Song Lang will be fine, don't you know his ability?" Bai Zhi raised his hand, trying to wipe the tears from her face.
Xiao Qing said, "You don't even know that the son is no longer the son of the past. In the past three years, his body and will have been greatly damaged. Now he is no longer the same."
Bai Zhi's complexion changed slightly, and she tried hard to think of Song Lang she saw in Liuxian, but she didn't have any impression in her mind. When she was in Liuxian, all her attention was on Chu Yan, and she didn't have much to Song Lang. Now that she thinks about it, she can't remember how he looked at that time.
"What do you mean by this? What happened to Song Lang?" Bai Zhi asked.
Xiaoqing shook his head: "I don't know what's wrong with him, I always see him uncomfortable, and Yuan Lao often let him rest."
Bai Zhi felt a little guilty in her heart. Song Lang left before Chu Yan got the antidote. She couldn't blame Chu Yan for this. Blame it. Everything was not very clever. If the antidote could be two earlier When the sky comes, maybe Song Lang doesn't need to go to the Western Regions, so as not to worry about him now.
She sighed, and patted Xiaoqing on the shoulder: "It will be fine, don't worry too much."
Xiaoqing didn't respond to her, and the two walked side by side for a while, out of the long hand-shoveled veranda, and onto the garden path paved with bluestone slabs.