The Second Marrying Beauty: The Concubine, the Concubine and the Black Emperor

Chapter 328 A Head Made of Mud and a Heart in a Stupid Hat (9)

"Look, Ziyue, the prince's face turned pale when he entered the palace. Is it right for me not to let you in?"

Du Ziyue looked at Wuhuan coldly, as if he couldn't enter the palace because of Wuhuan.

Wuhuan took a deep breath of the air outside: "Master Shaoqing, you better not go in, this king suspects that Brother Huang is really crazy."

"The Lord is crazy?"

"Even Ruoxi is crazy."

"What happened to the woman?"

Du Ziyue frowned, Wuhuan didn't have the energy to pester him, and just said: "This king really has never seen such a person, you don't go in, this king has to seal it up now."

"Seal what?"

"When Ruoxi became a child, everything had to be kept secret, both inside and outside the palace. This king has to do things first."

Wuhuan's exhausted figure went away, and Shaoqing smiled: "Ziyue, you have seen that those who are close to the Lord are exhausted physically and mentally from torture, can you bear it?"

"nonsense."

Shaoqing shook his head, Du Ziyue has been with him for so long, yet he is so rude to him, it can be seen that there will be a lot of time to wipe his ass in the future.

When Ruoxi became a child, everything that happened disappeared under the suppression of the imperial power, and because of Concubine Wu's death, no one else dared to go one step further.

Occasionally, the word "Garfield" popped out of Yuehong's mouth, but she was fooled. Ruoxi really thought that she was being haunted by a ghost, and instead spent a few days painting in the palace. Portraits of Grandpa Mao, Grandpa Zhou and Grandpa Deng were put together with a gold Guanyin.

A few pieces of pork belly and one or two plates of authentic Sichuan cuisine must be served before and after meals every day.

"Grandpa Zhou, I don't know what you like to eat, so let's just let it go. I know you are the best person and don't care about these small things. I will give you two more sticks of incense to make it even!!"

In front of the portrait is a small tripod with four corners, which is full of incense.

"Your Majesty, is this your ancestor?"

"Huh? Well, maybe it can be said that way."

How is a song sung? ? ?Without the Communist Party, there would be no new China! !Without New China, there would be no her parents, without her parents, there would be no her, without her, there would be no time-traveling, and without time-traveling, there would be no here. Therefore, Ruoxi tilted her head and thought about it. If you want to say it, it can be regarded as it! !

(End of this chapter)