The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Three days later, Long Junao went out of the palace to swim in the lake without incident.

A very distinctive and luxurious ship sails in the big river outside Nanzhu City.

In the cabin, it was swaying and erratic. Two handsome and extraordinary men were sitting inside, a small and unique table, a jug of fine wine, and a singer was playing music on the deck. comfortable.

Today's Long Canghao is wearing a black robe because he is in a low-clothes private visit. His temperament is already elegant and extraordinary, coupled with his natural beauty, it has coated his temperament with a hazy brilliance, like a bright and extraordinary star. The stars can illuminate people's hearts. If he is said to be an emperor at this moment, then the people are sheltered under his brilliance.

Feng Yun, who was sitting opposite him, had a faint expression on his face, his eyes were closed, and his expression moved with the music playing outside, as if he was intoxicated by it.

"Yun, after the fall of the General's Mansion, you seem to have become ignorant of the world."

Feng Yun had a light smile on his face: "It's nothing, I just want to open my mind, the glory and wealth, the power and position are nothing but nothing in the end, and now I am relaxed and relaxed, traveling all day long, ignoring world affairs, and worrying about everything." It’s a lot less. What’s wrong with that.”

Long Junao seemed to be blocked by something, there was a trace of astonishment on his handsome face, and then he smiled: "Yun, you know, I hope you will stay and assist me."

Feng Yun just shook his head calmly: "My lord, now you have a noble status. You have just ascended the throne, a good minister, and a villain. Now your status in the hearts of the people has risen to a high level. Yun, he is just a rascal, so he no longer cares about government affairs, so please don't force yourself, my lord!"

Long Junao shook his head helplessly, knowing that it would be futile to continue, so he didn't say anything, just wanted to chat with Feng Yunjian and get along with each other.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

"Who dares to approach the holy ship... Cang... King Cang... Princess Cang?"

Mo Zhuyue stood on an approaching ship, with a cold face, and said to the guards standing on the deck.

"Call out Long Junao."

"Bold, how dare you call the king's name directly!"

The guard yelled, but at this time Long Junao and Feng Yun also stood up shocked by the noise outside. When they saw Mo Zhuyue on the opposite ship, Long Junao's eyes flashed with anticipation look.

"Yueer."

However, Mo Zhuyue on the opposite side was dressed in a noble purple gauze dress, and her black hair was scattered on her chest in an orderly manner. She stood there like a noble and extraordinary peony flower, and the surrounding scenery was covered by her. Comparing it for an instant, Mo Zhuyue saw Long Junao's face was cold, and he showed a cold-blooded smile.

The two stood on two different big boats, looking at each other from a distance.

"Long Junao, you will pay the price for your childish behavior."

As soon as the words fell, countless hidden guards suddenly appeared all around. Immediately, screams rang out from all around, echoing in the ears. In an instant, the originally clear lake water was replaced by a burst of bright red, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

However, Long Junao stood there, neither saying nor doing anything, just staring at her blankly, his eyes were calm, and his body did not move.