The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 187 Gentle and Merry Regent VS Puppet Little Emperor (28)

But he saw the shadow that had gone a few steps away stopped again.

"Did I do something wrong?" the person outside the door asked.

His active words seemed to turn on a certain switch.

Xiang Chen came to the door, and slowly clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist. He exhaled a foul breath, and the complexities in his eyes turned into calmness as if nothing had happened.

He opened the door and went out, "What's wrong?"

Fable looked at the young man inside the door, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Xiang Chen pulled the corners of his lips, and looked at Fable with soft eyes, not as indifferent as he was in front of outsiders.

But it can be felt that at this time, they are separated by a door, and they have become a distance that is difficult to touch each other.

Heart began to go away.

Under Xiang Chen's gentle expression, all the alienation was hidden, "I have been supervising the moat for the past few days, and I am a little tired. I have been sleeping until now, and I heard the emperor's uncle saying inexplicable words."

He tilted his head slightly, and asked with a smile: "Or, what did Uncle Huang do to offend me?"

I……

Fable's heart was half cold, and he lowered his eyebrows and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up. The soft arc revealed a bit of imperceptible self-mockery, "No."

Although this reaction was expected by her, even if she knew it a long time ago, she still couldn't help being disappointed.

He raised his eyebrows again, his eyelashes fluttered twice, those clear eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fog, not so bright, and his smile was a little pale.

"You have a good rest, the emperor is leaving first, remember to drink the soup."

Xiangchen's heart seemed to be pricked, and it hurt, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Okay."

He looked at Fable's back and turned around, slowly walking away.

Behind Fable's hands, his steps are not fast or slow, stepping on the moonlight all over the ground, his black hair like a waterfall seems to be dyed with a layer of hoarfrost by the moonlight, and the depths of his eyes are as cold as snow falling in winter, There is no wave, there is no warmth in sight.

The next morning.

Xiang Chen came out of the yard, all his things had been packed, and he sat down in the yard alone.

Outside the prefect's mansion, the team has been fully equipped.

Just waiting for these two distinguished people.

Xiaoguang didn't rush him, knowing that he was waiting for the regent.

After a while, outside the gate of the courtyard, there was no such young man in white clothes coming over.

Xiang Chen stood up, carelessly smoothed his spotless wide sleeves with his snow-white fingertips, and said calmly, "Let's go."

Xiao Guang opened his lips and changed his words, "Yes."

He carried a bag, which contained things that would be used at any time on the road, and walked out behind Xiang Chen.

He originally wanted to ask, 'Don't you wait for the prince'?
But looking at Xiang Chen's expression, it was obviously still the same as usual, but there seemed to be some kind of turbulent emotion hidden under that calm face.

He didn't dare to say much.

Is Your Majesty and the Regent having a quarrel?

Xiaoguang was a little worried.

This is the first time he has seen someone close to Xiang Chen in the many years since he came to Xiang Chen's side, so he really doesn't want any unhappiness between the two of them.

Came to the gate of the prefect's mansion.

There was a long motorcade parked outside.

The low-key and luxurious carriage stopped at the door, and Xun Qi stood at the door.

The disaster has just come to an end, and has not yet been completely resolved. Next, there is still the matter of digging rivers to divert water.

Now that Sichuan City is being built, only Cao Wei makes Xiangchen feel at ease.

So Xiang Chen left Cao Wei and asked him to guard here.

Xun Qi saluted Xiang Chen, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to set off."

"En." Xiang Chen looked around, but didn't see that figure, and ordered his servants, "Go and urge the regent."

The servants haven't left yet.

Someone from the house came out with a letter.

"Your Majesty, this is a letter from the Regent, who has already left."

Xiang Chen froze for a moment, seeing the envelope being held up in front of him.

It was written in a beautiful and clear font, with four characters - 'His Majesty's personal favor'.

Xiang Chen's eyelashes trembled, and his seemingly calm heart seemed to be thrown into a small stone, causing ripples, disturbing all the peace.

A piece of my heart collapsed, it was an indescribable feeling, like panic, and it was extraordinarily complicated.

The fist hanging by his side tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, and finally opened through the letter.

——'The capital is boring, and the return period is half a month, don't read it. '

Xiang Chen's heart sank, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, carefully put the envelope into his sleeve, and walked down the steps.

He sat in the carriage, and a calm voice came from the carriage, "Let's go."

The carriage was driving, and the wheels ran over the bluestone road.

Coming out of the city, Xiang Chen opened the sedan chair curtain, looked at the green mountains and green waters outside, his eyes were far-reaching and calm, so calm that there was a hint of loneliness.

When I came to Huai'an, when I came and when I left, my mood changed drastically.
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The palace, in the courtroom.

After Xiangchen came to Huai'an in person, the queen mother who was listening to the government behind the curtain came out openly, appeared in front of the courtiers, and took charge of the government.

The curtain was removed.

The chair placed behind the dragon chair was placed next to the dragon chair.

In this position, which is on par with the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, there is a woman sitting at this time.

Wearing a red palace attire, with three thousand blue hair tied behind her head, she tied up a slightly complicated low bun with a vermilion gem hairpin stuck on it. She was leaning on the armrest, charming and charming, with sharp and disdainful eyes However, she made her aura extraordinarily powerful and noble.

Don't lose a qualified emperor.

Unfortunately, in this day and age, one gender can block everything.

Wei Zi looked down casually, "The city guard has reported that His Majesty will arrive in the capital tomorrow, and the disaster situation in the three cities of Huai'an has now subsided. gone?"

The Ministry of Rites came out, "Preparations are already underway."

"Hmm." Wei Zi supported her forehead, her lazy posture did not reveal a trace of gloomy emotion.

All the officials remembered what Wei Zi said before Xiang Chen left the capital.

He never forgot why Xiangchen went to Huai'an.

Wei Zi took the initiative to mention it, with a tone of indifference and a hint of sarcasm, "Before your Majesty went to Huai'an, the Ai family said that if the people and all the ministers recognized your majesty's ability, the Ai family would return the right to govern personally. For Your Majesty, now that His Majesty is returning today, Aijia will mention it, lest you think that Aijia is really the hen Sidan, and miss the power of the emperor."

How could Wei Zi be so unrestrained in her heart as she is on the surface?

When she was in her boudoir, Wei Zi was an ambitious woman. When other women were studying piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she only saw the one-third of an acre of land in the back house.

She had already set her sights on the position of the princess.

In the year of her son's death, the revenge of losing her son, because of the emperor's ruthlessness and the shackles of her status, she couldn't protect her.

This is a fuse that catalyzes the desire in her heart.

From then on, her only desire was to sit in the position of Ninety-five Supreme Beings and have the right to life and death.

　I panicked.

　　The editor said that the blocking may be because it involves men and women, so how can I write on this plane...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)