Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Jun Feiliang raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Why are you staying here to hold Rong Yan back?"

Huo Liao bared his teeth for a moment: "This Pavilion Master knows astronomy, geography, and harmony among people. He knows yin and yang, understands the Eight Diagrams, knows Qimen, and knows Dunjia. He can make plans in the tent and win battles thousands of miles away. Could it be that he is not as good as a Rong Gou?"

Jun Feiliang said calmly: "You are strong and you understand a lot, but you can't control your emotions. Your temper is easily irritated, which is a taboo in military strategy."

This guy can only be kept by my side, and it is not suitable to be kept by anyone else.

Huo Liao, who had been grinning with a look of dissatisfaction, immediately stopped when he heard these words.

He just has a hot temper and he can't change it in his life.

But to save face, he snorted coldly, "I'm straightforward and frank, not like you guys who are so roundabout and calculating!"

Jun Feiliang closed his eyes and rested, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Gu Xingyuan sneered: "To put it nicely, it's straightforward, to put it bluntly, it's stupid!"

Huo Liao kicked him and said, "Who are you calling stupid, huh?"

Gu Xingyuan waved his sleeves, and a silver needle was in his hand: "You want to make a move, huh? Come on, let's make a mess together!"

Huo Liao looked at the silver light flashing on his hand and said angrily: "If you have the guts, fight me with your bare hands. What's the point of using silver needles to sneak attack me?"

Gu Xingyuan sat on the fishing platform and said calmly: "Apart from my ability to use a silver needle, I don't have any other skills. I am not like Pavilion Master Huo, who knows everything about astronomy, geography, and human relationships. He can be called a walking encyclopedia."

Huo Liao: "..."

Damn, will I die if I don’t speak in a sarcastic way?
Not wanting to bother with this guy anymore, he stood up, stepped out of the carriage, and rode away on his horse.

Gu Xingyuan glanced at the emperor who was resting his eyes, and at Empress Xia who was leaning against the emperor and reading a storybook with a smile on her face...

Those who were sensible also stepped out of the carriage and rode away on horseback.

In the huge carriage, only Jun Feiliang and Xia Baozheng were left.

Xia Baozheng giggled from time to time while reading the storybook. Jun Feiliang opened his eyes, looked at her and said, "What are you reading? It's so funny."

Xia Baozheng smiled and said, "I saw a very funny story."

Jun Feiliang raised his eyebrows: "What's the story? Tell me about it."

Xia Baozheng looked at him: "Your Majesty, do you really want to hear this?"

Jun Feiliang looked at her little face and said, "What? I can't listen anymore?"

Xia Baozheng smiled and said, "It's not that I can't listen to it, I'm just afraid of polluting the emperor's ears."

Jun Feiliang: "..."

What kind of story would pollute his ears, and yet she just read it with an auntie smile on her face!

Reach out to take her script.

Xia Baozheng quickly stuffed the script into her arms and said with a chuckle, "Your Majesty wants to hear it, so I'll tell you. There's no need for you to bother reading it."

Jun Feiliang glanced at her and nodded: "Okay, go ahead."

Xia Baozheng thought for a moment and began to speak seriously.

The story is about an emperor who went on a secret tour to the misty Qizhou and met a beautiful girl by the beautiful Daming Lake.

The emperor fell in love with her at first sight, was attracted to her at second sight, and was head over heels in love with her at third sight.

Finally one day, the two of them broke the window paper, fell in love with each other, and indulged in pleasure for a while.

The emperor was immersed in the land of tenderness and had no thought of returning home. Every day he spent time with the beauty, watching the flowers, enjoying the romantic moments, and expressing his innermost feelings.

After more than half a month, the emperor had to leave. He drew a picture for the beauty as a token of love and promised her that he would come to pick her up after a while. (End of this chapter)