Queen Juan is here, run away

Chapter 463
"The magic weapon that scares the Huns is still the new crossbow made by my brother four years ago. Their ambitions are always ready to come back. If it weren't for this weapon, the border would not be peaceful until now."

Yuchi Gong sighed deeply, it was ridiculous that the world was protected by King Anding, but no one remembered him.

"A crossbow?" Lihua vaguely remembered something, as if she stayed up late one night after entering the palace and it was related to the crossbow.

But now she was getting more and more sleepy, so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes and had no time to think about it.

She tried her best to stay awake and unconsciously nodded in agreement: "It is undoubtedly the most important weapon of the country in this era. Good weapons can determine the life and death of a battle. It is very important, very important..."

He said it a few times in succession, but the more he said it, the softer his voice got, and finally there was no sound at all.

Yuchi Gong felt something was wrong.

What does this era mean?
Just as he was about to ask, he felt the head he was resting on his shoulders slipping down, and he reached out to hold it up.

When she looked at her, she realized that she was extremely confused. It was difficult to listen to him talking for so long, and still respond with a few words from time to time like a normal person, making people think that she was very awake.

Unknowingly, it's almost the end of the Chou period, and it will be the time to go to court in more than an hour.

Yuchi Gong couldn't help but smile brightly, picked him up and carried him along the palace road towards Tingli Courtyard without lifting the palace lantern.

By the time I finished washing her hands and face and removing her bun, two quarters of an hour had passed.

When they took off her shoes and put her on the bed, Lihua opened her eyes in confusion and asked abruptly: "Dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die. Long live my Lord, what will happen to you if I touch your reverse scales?"

Yuchi Gong was a little surprised when he heard this question.

He looked down and immediately saw that Rika's expression was not very sober, but even so, the questions she asked still sounded sober.

Yu Chigong was funny and angry, but the little thief had no idea what he was dreaming about and was so unwilling to live in peace.

While he tucked her into the thin quilt, put a pillow under her head, and put down the curtain, he replied: "What are you dreaming about? Do you want to touch my reverse scales?"

Lihua pouted her mouth and said dissatisfied: "How can I? I'm just a little Zhaoyi, and I was promoted by the emperor's favor. How can I dare to touch it."

He muttered something very clearly, and then turned over and seemed to fall asleep again. This expression was not like what he would have when he was awake.Yuchi Gong thought to himself that the little thief was really talented. Her speech and logic were so clear even though she was confused by her sleep. I was afraid she was the only one in the world.

He lay down and took the person and the quilt into his arms: "Aren't you my Nilin? Why touch her? Just sleep."

The man in his arms didn't know whether he heard it or not. He muttered something again as if talking in his sleep. After a while, the sound was completely silent.

The next day, Lihua woke up and quickly looked around her, but no one was there.

She reached out and touched it, but the bed was already cold.

Lihua stood up in a hurry, picked up her shoes and called Zhichun.

When someone came over, she asked, "Where has Mr. Long Live gone?"

Zhichun replied: "It's time to go to court, Master."

Lihua was startled, she thought that today was special and he would stop courting.

But no, he still insisted on going to court and was still the diligent monarch.

"Then how does he look like?" Lihua asked again.

We talked a lot with him last night, and I wonder if Lihua gave him some comfort and relief.

This question stumped Zhichun. She scratched her head and thought about it for a long time, but she really couldn't answer it, so she answered honestly: "Master, even if the long live master is in a good mood, I can't tell it."

Lihua thought the same thing. Firstly, Zhichun and others could not look directly at Tianyan, and secondly, the monster rarely showed his emotions when facing the palace people.

In the eyes of the palace people, the emperor looked the same no matter where he was, and only people like Zhang Defa could distinguish him.

(End of this chapter)