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Chapter 192 There is an obedient slave (2)

Everyone wiped off their sweat and finally thought of them. Qingyun pressed the mechanism on the chair and walked forward. Xia Houling asked, "The Xiangshi Qingyun came alone? I sent two servants to take you back."

Before Qingyun made a sound, Xia Houling laughed coldly, "The Xiangshi Qingyun has a leg problem, it's better to have servants by his side, especially obedient servants, don't you think so?"

Qingyun was stunned, hearing that there was something in Xia Houling's words, his heart sank suddenly, and he hoped that things didn't develop to the point he didn't want to think about.

As soon as Qingyun left, Xia Houling's expression suddenly turned cold, and he faced the crowd, "Why are you still kneeling?"

Everyone thanked En and stood up, Xia Houling walked alone to the gate of the prefect's mansion, and climbed up the steps, Wuxia then raised his eyes to look at the distant figure, it was spotlessly white, and everything around him became the background against him , like the moon setting in the night, still high above...

Wuxia turned around and left until the white shadow could no longer be seen.

Even though Xia Houling didn't notice her, Wuxia was already physically and mentally exhausted. When she got home, she saw a sedan chair carrying eight people parked at the door. She walked towards the courtyard uneasy. A tall figure stood with her hands behind her back. A little bit fell on his shoulders, and the osmanthus flowers in the courtyard blew by the breeze and fell onto his crimson robe, adding a bit of softness to the pure masculinity.

"Young master." Wuxia saluted his back gracefully, Chunyuzong turned around, and the extremely fragrant petals fell to the ground, his voice was full of exhaustion, "You are back."

"I don't know what the young master is talking about?" Wuxia couldn't help but look at him more. King De and his mother and brother, now that King De died, he must be feeling uncomfortable.

"Qingyundao, you already know my identity." Chunyu Zong's brows were tired, and his speech was a little hoarse, "I learned about De Wang Bintian three days ago, and I will return to Beijing to deal with the encoffining in a few days. You can go back to the palace with me." .”

(End of this chapter)