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As soon as Su Zijin said, Liuyun's back froze, and he looked at Su Zijin sadly, "Liuyun is not in a hurry to get married, the prince is in the study, and the princess will do so."

After saying that, he quickly left. Even when he followed Ke Zimo to fight on the battlefield and retreated his troops so quickly.

After tidying up his dress, he turned around and looked at Zi'er, "Food with me! I'll walk in the study!"

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Ke Zimo sat next to the desk, looking at Beiyin's terrain, and frowned. Xunxi couldn't help but be separated from the imperial capital by Yucheng. On the way they fled, it was very likely that the plague had been infected there. Now that the imperial capital is coming, what should we do? What is more terrible? Due to regional reasons, Beiyin's imperial capital, where the kings of all dynasties are located, is already south, and Xunxi is the junction between Dongwu and Beiyin. Dongwu is already ambitious. If he hears the news that the plague is causing trouble to the country, whether it is sending troops to fight or borrowing grain to discuss it in detail, it will be extremely unfavorable to Beiyin.

When he rubbed his tight eyebrows, he felt extremely desperate for a moment. From when did he start to get bored even in national affairs?

There seemed to be a misty singing sound outside the window. When I heard it carefully, it was Su Zijin's voice.

I don’t feel that I’m not too early to eat meat,

At night, you can't lose meat on the dining table.

I will sit down first without waiting for you to deliver the meal.

You have to chew it well when you eat happily.

I was ravaged and I was deceived without meat,

My weak willow and the wind was overwhelmed and hungry in the middle of the road.

She gracefully held the flesh to make me feel greedy,

Xiao Xiaoxian hit me with her hand and said, "This is not your tick!"

The cheerful tone, the sweet voice, and a self-written and reprinted peerless little sutra were sung by Su Zijin with a charm.

Ke Zimo in the room smiled faintly, but this smile was no longer the falsehood and exaggeration of the past. He was sincere and sincere. He pushed the door, "Is the princess who came to my study in the evening to sing to express his feelings?"

"Prince, you can give me some meat to eat for the night! As the saying goes, "Food is the most important thing for the people." If a small person doesn't eat well, he will not do anything well. Beiyin is now in need of talents who provide advice for the country. The villain is so talented, and if he retreats, he will be sorry for his mediocre life. Now that the national crisis is in the face of the country, the villain is determined to contribute to the country and is willing to sacrifice his life. He only hopes that the prince can make the villain eat full. The villain will be grateful, the emperor will be grateful, the country will be grateful, the people will be grateful!!!"

Su Zijin said so much that when she was moved, she even danced and expressed her meaning more vividly.
Chapter completed!