"What's the matter?" Dong Mingziyu sat next to her, picked up the little clothes and looked at him, "Handmade is very strong."

"Thank you for your praise," Shangguan Ruoli chuckled, "It's the servants around Jing Yu. Follow Master Huiming to the temple. You can't take a maid. Why don't you find two servants and two guards for him?"

Dongming Ziyu hugged her in his arms, "I have arranged everything, so that Mo Xiang and the two secret guards will follow you. The Buddhist sect is quiet and cannot bring too many people to serve you."

"Well," Shangguan Ruoli nodded softly, leaned against his broad chest, and sighed, all of his reluctance and concern for the child, "Can you not let the child go?"

Dongming Ziyu was about to persuade her, but Mo Wen reported to him outside the door: "Prince, it turns out that someone went to dig a fake Dazhuang grave, and we caught him in action."

Dongming Ziyu called Mo Wen in, "What do they want to do?"

Mo Wen said: "The black-robed disciples have preferential treatment for leaders above a certain level, promising that after they die, they will be resurrected and can live forever."

Shangguan Ruoli raised his eyebrows, "I can really brainwash it. No wonder Fake Dazhuang is so unafraid of death. The so-called immortality is to become a zombie puppet, right?"

Mo Wenxiao said, "Yes, but the fake Dazhuang left a message before his death, so that they could also let Qiuju resurrect. Just take an extra disciple for the Black Rou Sect."

Shangguan Ruoli sneered lightly and continued to sew clothes for his son.

Dongming Ziyu ordered: "Send people to the Jinyiwei and let Gu Lingran Shunting go and make contributions."

They were ready to leave the capital. Dongming Ziyu was so sad that he was disgusted by the emperor that he was not very concerned about the matter here, but he could not ignore it and handed over the news and captives from the Black Robe Gate to Gu Lingran.

Dongming Ziyu finished handing over what he had at hand, and was careless and taught his two children at home.

The emperor was very sick. Prince Xuan and his grandsons once went to the palace to serve the disease, but they used the excuse that Ling Yao and Jing Yu were injured in the palace that day and did not let them enter the palace again.

During this period, some people wanted to break into Prince Xuan's Mansion, but they were all destroyed.

Life passed quickly, and Ling Yao and Jing Yu's third birthdays arrived.

Shangguan Ruoli didn't think about doing a big deal, but wanted to have a quiet reunion dinner together.

However, many guests came uninvited, including Shangguan Tianxiao, Shangguan Yu, Zheng Shuyue, Shangguan Anning's family, Bai Qingqing's family, and Xiao Fei, represented by Feng Jinxing.

Feng Jinxing asked Qingfeng to present a gift and smiled gently, "I went out to patrol the shops, and the capital has changed a lot."

Shangguan Ruoli smiled helplessly, "Let's go to the small flower hall to talk."

Dongming Ziyu didn't say anything, but nodded slightly, saying hello to Feng Jinxing.

The masters entered the small flower hall to talk, and Qingfeng handed over the gift to Zhuyue.

Zhuyue felt very uncomfortable for some reason. She didn't look at Qingfeng and reached out to receive the gift box, but Qingfeng didn't let go.

Zhu Yue then raised her eyes and met Qingfeng's pair of eyes with slight sorrow and melancholy. Her nose felt sore and she said coldly: "Let go!"

Qingfeng looked at Zhuyue and felt mixed feelings. He hadn't come to see her for more than ten days, for fear that Zhuyue would hate him even more. Now seeing Zhuyue's face turned pale, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

"Let go!" Zhuyue didn't want to continue with him.

This man is so unreliable. When he was stuck with her, he wanted to be with her every moment. He didn't even send a letter to her when he went there. He even said he was here to propose marriage, but he never looked back.

Anyway, she will go to the fiefdom of the southwest with her masters in one month. Once she goes there, she may never meet again in her life.

Forget it, just forget it like that.

Zhuyue's men tried hard and took the gift over, turned around and sent it back to the room to register.

Qingfeng looked at Zhu Yue's back stupidly, his heart was as if he was shattered, but he was at a loss.

Sasun brought a team of maids with tea fruits and snacks. When he saw Qingfeng, the gossip flashed in his eyes, letting the maids enter the house, and walked to Qingfeng by himself, shaking his hands in front of him, "Hey! What are you looking at?"

Qingfeng recovered and found that it was Sassoon. His eyes lit up and he showed a flattering smile. He asked, "Sistan Sassoon, what's wrong with Zhuyue? His face seems to be wrong."

Sasun sighed: "Zhuyue suffered internal injuries to protect her little master, and her heartache, and her liver qi was stagnant, so her face was naturally not good."

"Sad? Liver Qi is stagnant? What's going on?" Qingfeng widened his eyes, a little unbelievable.

How could a girl like Zhuyue be sad? She is still depressed by liver qi?

Sasun blinked and said, "You flirted with Zhu Yue and then left. He said he was here to propose marriage but never looked back. The liver qi was stagnant. I asked me to tell you that you should be crippled."

"No, it's not like this!" Qingfeng was a little confused, "Zhuyue... She seems to hate me very much and doesn't want to marry me. Besides, when will I flirt with... flirt with her?"

Sasun glanced at him coldly and curled his lips, "It's a touching hand and a hug, but it's not considered a flirting? You are really not a good person. No wonder Mr. Zhu Yue likes to beat you up, you deserve it!"

After saying that, he gave him a blank look and went into the house to serve him.

Qingfeng is stupid, why isn’t he a good person? It’s unfair!

No, I have to wait for every month to come back and ask carefully.

However, when Zhu Yue came back, he missed himself and went straight into the house to serve him.

There were also several servants from the Shangguan family and Wang Feng family waiting outside the door. Qingfeng did not hold Zhuyue back, but he was anxious and seemed to bite him as if he was a cat-paw and dog. He was so anxious that he could only wink at Mo Wen in the room, hoping to call his younger brother out and ask what happened to Zhuyue.

Mo Wen was afraid that his brother's eyes would be thrown out, so he took a chance and pulled him into a place where no one was. "Brother, what are you doing? He winked?"

Qingfeng hit Mo Wen on the back of the head, "You little brat, is there anyone who says that to your brother?"

Mo Wen touched the back of the painful head and said aggrievedly: "Don't always hit me in the head, okay? Is it as stupid as you?"

Qingfeng raised his hand and wanted to hit him again, but Mo Wen gently avoided him.

Qingfeng didn't really feel angry with his younger brother and said, "What's wrong with Zhuyue? He said he was injured internally and was still sad?"

Mo Wen briefly explained the process of Zhuyue's injury, and of course he did not say that the assassin was the emperor's man.

Aofeng frowned and asked, "Sasuzuka said she was sad because I didn't come to propose marriage? But I still don't want to pay attention to me. Please ask me what she thinks?"

Mo Wen curled his lips, "Who can stand it in your world of ice and fire? Either stick to it every day or make people cold!"

Qingfeng rubbed his hands in annoyance and sighed: "Oh! What should I do? The needle at the bottom of the woman's heart is really right."

Mo Wen's eyes rolled, and he smiled and said in a low voice: "My prince just chased the princess, so he asked me to find two boxes of good books. We are going to move to the fiefdom of the southwest. All of them are left for you. Anyway, my prince is not needed."

Qingfeng was shocked, "What did you say? You are going to move to the fiefdom in the southwest? Then Zhu Yue also wants to go?"


Chapter completed!