Upon hearing this, Chu Yan also felt hungry, barely holding back his dizziness and said, "I'll take you to eat delicious food."
Cheng Zuoxiang said hurriedly: "It's better to use some potluck at the old minister's mansion, and the old minister will arrange it." Cheng Zuoxiang glared at his son and complained that he was not doing well. The emperor had been in the mansion for so long. He didn't even care about the food.
Chu Yan waved his hand: "No need." After finishing speaking, he took Bai Zhi's hand to leave. As soon as he took a step, there was a black mist before his eyes, and he almost didn't fall down.
"The emperor, what's the matter with you, the emperor?" Cheng Zuoxiang almost peeed his pants. If something happened to the emperor in his mansion, their entire family would be ruined.
Bai Zhi held his arm and said slowly: "Is it dark in front of you? It's better now?"
Chu Yan nodded, "Well, I'm still a little dizzy, it's not a problem."
She sighed: "You have drawn too much blood to do this today. Walk slowly, eat something and sleep well, then you will wake up much better."
The two of them talked and walked out, and the Cheng family father and son followed each other step by step, until they got into the carriage and disappeared completely without a trace, and then let out a breath of air.
Cheng Zuoxiang pointed to Cheng Shuping and said: "You-you are too courageous!"
Cheng Shuping didn't make a sound, still looking at the shadow of the carriage going away, and whispered in a low voice: "The emperor is benevolent, fortunate for the people."
King Jin's Mansion
Bai Zhi made pork liver soup for Chu Yan, stir-fried pork liver, goji berry and red dates soup, blood flourish.
Chu Yan called for help after eating. For the first time in his life, he never finished the meal made by Bai Zhi.
What he hates most is pork liver.
But it seemed like a pig liver feast.
"Zhi'er, follow me into the palace, so you can make me pig liver soup every day." As long as Zhi'er is willing to follow him into the palace, he is willing to eat pig liver every day.
Bai Zhi shook his head: "If you don't go, my mother will come to Kyoto in two days. I have to go and see how Dongfang Bieyuan is going."
She plans to live in Dongfang Bieyuan, so that Zhao Lan and Huber will have more of the two-person world, so that they will not be around her all day, which will delay the two people's efforts to adjust the oil.
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Meng House
Master Meng returned from the palace and immediately sent people to call Meng Nan to the study to discuss matters.
"Nan'er, just wait for the opportunity next." Meng Da said humanely.
Meng Nan sat in the chair with a deep complexion, and his eyes fell on the sword hanging on the wall of the study room. The sword body was very exquisite, and when he glanced at it, he seemed to be a peerless sword.
But is this sword a peerless sword? You can only know if you draw the sword.
Only by pulling out the sword can you see the sharpness of the sword.
Before he made a decision, he had never thought about this, but after he made the decision, he kept thinking about it, just wanting to come soon.
"Father, son thought, waiting is the least reliable."
Master Meng said, staring at him: "What do you mean?"
Meng Nan leaned back, found a very comfortable posture, and said with a somewhat lazy tone: "I think that if you want to get it, you can't just wait, but take the initiative to fight for it. , To plan, but create, and then get." Before his eyes, he stepped onto the Tai Chi Golden Palace and joined hands with the beauty.
He is not interested in imperial power, he only hopes that when he obtains imperial power, he can get her.
In order to get her, he is willing to give everything, even his soul.
Master Meng looked surprised and stared at his son blankly. Is this really his son? Is this really Meng Nan? He had never seen Meng Nan like this.