"Yes." The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at the prince kneeling on the ground, his eyebrows moved, and he said lightly, and gave Li Hongquan a wink, and Li Hongquan stepped forward and sent the portrait and confession on the table of Baili Liumo to the prince. .
"Thank you, Father Huang." The prince got up and said thanks. As a result, Li Hongquan first looked at the portrait with the two folded rice paper in his hand. There was a woman on it. He was most familiar with that look, and his brows were tight. Lock, put the portrait on the desk, open the confession, and read it word by word.
"Okay, let's arrange this matter first, don't talk about it more, and then retire if you have nothing to do." The emperor's thug clapped on the armrest of the dragon chair, sighed, and said loudly. Seeing that no one had any intention of reciting, he got up and left the hall. Following the emperor's departure, the eunuch's shrill voice shouted the word 'retreat to the dynasty', and the ministers walked out of the hall in groups of two, whispering about the news they had just heard.
"Master Li, let's go, is it possible that this king will invite you back to the punishment department?" Baili Liumo stepped down from the high platform and looked down at Master Li, who was lying on the ground, with a faint smile on his lips. , said inexplicably.
"Yes, yes, I'll go now, I'll leave now, how dare I trouble the lord, how dare I trouble the lord." Master Li straightened the crooked official hat, stood up in a tumultuous manner, and left the Golden Palace in a panic. Like a frightened wild deer rushing about.
"My lord, some things are still unclear at the end." Leng Yeran stepped forward, leaned into Baili Liumo's ear, and said in a low voice, looking at the figure of Master Li leaving with a chuckle.
"Follow me back to the mansion, it's time for me to find your little sister to explain." Baili Liumo glanced at Leng Yeran, said indifferently, then turned to look at the prince who was still standing there. Squinting his eyes, he glanced at him in a dignified way, thought for a moment, then turned and left. Leng Yeran looked at him for unknown reasons, and wanted to open his mouth to ask something, but in a blink of an eye, he found that the person was gone, and he couldn't care about the lost prince, so he quickly stepped up to catch up with Baili Liumo.
The capital, Jinnan Palace, Chengyuan Pavilion...
In the Chengyuan Pavilion, Leng Yetong and Beichen Moxuan are playing a game. The breakfast on the table has been hot again and again, but the two still have no intention of starting. This game has been played for a long time.
"No way, I lost. Unless I don't fall, I will definitely be eaten by you." Beichen Moxuan stared at the chess game for half an hour, but the black piece in his hand was slow to fall. , finally shook his head with a chuckle, put the black piece back into the chess urn, and said with a chuckle, "Your chess skills are really good, it's boring to heal me these days, why don't you play chess with me more? I have taught Lan Ling and Lv Ling their chess skills for almost two thousand years, but they are still like that, they lose a cup of tea if they don't last."
"Young Master, you should accumulate some virtue. What does it mean that we have not made progress all the time, it is obviously because you have a problem with your teaching." As soon as Beichen Moxuan finished speaking, Lan Ling walked in with 20,000 warm lotus seed soup. , put it in front of the two of them, rolled his eyes, pouted, and complained dissatisfiedly, "Young Master, you only taught us the rules, but you never told us how to obey, and you only said the rules once, then If there are too many, how could Lu Ling and I remember them all at once?"