So a painting was exposed in front of him. Although the ink marks were blurred, the lifelike images of a few brushstrokes, a few trees, and two monkeys shuttled between them were still extremely expressive and clear.
He clearly recalled that time when there was a fire on Huadeng Street, and when he met his second senior brother, he carried him and flew through the forest. He also said that his second senior brother's ability to fly over walls and fly over walls was like a monkey. That time, he was injured in the waist, which lasted for several days. In the next few days, Hu Die often wanted to get into Puyang Yue's arms, but was not stopped by Deacon Liao, and you could see Puyang Yue's expression of pain...
Bai Languo rolled up the scroll hastily and went to his room.
He only regretted that his legs hadn't healed yet, otherwise he would have packed up and left. He probably forgot: when he fell off the cliff and was trapped in the cave, he had asked him not to deceive him again, but now... what a naked fool. !
Unforgivable!
If his legs were healed, he would really not want to stay in the Prince's Mansion for a moment, but now that he has not returned to the palace, he still owes himself an explanation. For the time being, Bai Languo can only pretend that nothing has happened, and stay in the room feeling depressed. I was exhausted all afternoon. At dusk, I heard the news that the prince was back.
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Before Bai Languo reached the hall in a wheelchair, she heard Deacon Liao yelling angrily: "It's all that Bai Languo's fault. She clearly exposed the Crown Prince's leg disease on purpose to make you lose the Emperor's status." Trust me, I don’t know what her intentions are... Prince, you can’t keep such a person!”
Stay...can't stay? When Bai Languo, who was hiding in the dark, heard this, his face turned pale with shock. He... what did they want to do? Murder and silence? He just did this out of anger. If he had allowed himself to see the mask and the painting earlier, for the sake of his second senior brother, even if Bai Languo was angry that Puyang Yue had deceived him, he would not have acted so willfully!
Fortunately, Pu Yangyue still had some conscience, and said in a slightly tired but unyielding tone: "The emperor has doubted me for more than a day or two. From the day I was established as the prince, when has he not doubted me? If you have a grudge, why blame others?”
Bai Languo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
Then came Zhao Yuer's words of comfort: "Today in front of the emperor, no matter how hard I argued, the emperor still didn't believe us, so the matter is a foregone conclusion. Now it's useless to blame anyone. The prince is also infected with wind and cold. Take care of yourself now." The most important thing is."
After a moment of silence, Bai Languo could imagine that Puyang Yue's face must be very disgusting right now.
So Zhao Yuer chose to leave truthfully: "I'll help you boil the medicine."
Deacon Liao also retreated: "Go down and tell the hidden guards to be vigilant at all times."
Bai Languo also planned to leave silently, but suddenly heard Pu Yangyue's order in the hall: "Come out."
Um? Who is his name? Zhao Yu'er and Deacon Liao have both left. He is the only one in the hall now. Is there anyone else
Bai Languo had no interest in caring about him and continued to start the wheelchair to go in, but the wheelchair suddenly stopped and came again... The back of the chair was pulled by someone, and Pu Yangyue's figure blocked the light from the lamps in the hall.
Bai Languo bravely turned her head to look at him and smiled dryly: "Tai... Good evening, Your Majesty."
"Do you think I'm good?" Pu Yangyue asked, his deep pupils hidden in the shadow of the backlight, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Haha... Is that okay? You can run and jump, and you look great." Bai Languo glanced at his legs and snorted.
She is simply not afraid of death! Puyang Yue thought deeply, with a sneer on his face, and continued: "Are you satisfied with the current situation?"