slave seven seven

Chapter 196 Meeting at the End (1)

"It's all the sons and daughters of the people." In her heart, Qingyun is the person she admires the most.

Suddenly there was a sound of horses neighing outside the courtyard, and after a while, a crowd of people poured into the courtyard and knelt down to Chaochun Yuzong, "See the emperor, long live my emperor."

Wuxia's hand holding Chunyu Zong tightened suddenly, her lips were tightly pressed together, her eyes stared straight down at the leading white shadow who was kneeling...

"Damn the lower officials, if it wasn't for Mr. Xiangguo's confession, the lower officials wouldn't even know about the emperor's private visit to Yangzhou." The accompanying Gu Taishou knelt down on the ground and said in panic, is this killing him?Within a day, he first came to Xiangguo, and then Xiangguo brought him to find the emperor in micro-clothes, so no one is in charge of the court?
"Xia Houqing, please, Xia Houqing is leaving the court at this time, isn't there no one to take care of the affairs of the court?" Chunyu Zong lowered his eyebrows and blinked, seeing this, he hurriedly took out his handkerchief to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes before everyone got up stains.

When Xia Houling got up, she saw Chun Yuzong smiling gratefully at the woman beside him, and his eyes fell on their hands, his gaze was like a blade.

"The lower officials are just assisting King De to manage political affairs. Now that King De is in Bintian, the lower officials know that the emperor has a deep brotherly relationship, so he is here to welcome the emperor back to the palace." Xia Houling said domineeringly, implying that he has no intention of taking power ...

"Xia Houqing has a heart." The ambition of a wolf is well known to all passers-by. De Wang Bintian only needs three days, and he can rush from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River...

Xia Houling looked at the people around Chunyuzong with her long and narrow eyes. She was dressed in an elegant wide-sleeved skirt, and her black hair was tied into a bun with various elegant ribbons. She lowered her eyebrows and her eyes were as light as running water. Face, how could the people in Nightmare Follow You forget.

I don't know whether to say that she has a big life or a cheap life, no matter how she dies, she won't die...

(End of this chapter)