This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Chu Ziyu and Yun Chao stayed for a while before being called away by the **** outside the hall.

Those dog ministers are simply restless. Now that he has become an emperor, he is still an emperor who can never die.

This busy and busy stance is comparable to what Xiao Jue had when he was the regent in the past.

"Little ancestor, don't you want to change the memories of Chu Ziyu and Su Zijin?" Lingfeng asked nervously.

Yun Chao lowered his head and said nothing.

"It's time for the truth to emerge."

Lingfeng was very anxious, "Are you confident that you won't be discovered by those two old Bichi?!"

"If you tell them to find out the clues, you will be in danger! The king, you, and Ye Yan's patience for so many years will be in vain!"

Yun Chao's expression was still indifferent, but those golden eyes shone with warm light were now terrifyingly cold.

"Uncle has been studying and deciphering the method of Qiongyu's illusion before retreating. He sent a letter to the father a few days ago, and he can break it with dream magic."

Lingfeng's eyes widened, "Dream technique? That technique consumes a lot of soul, and if you are not careful, it will backfire on yourself. What's more, you can only practice this technique until the end of the three thousand Dao technique. Your Highness, you..."

"I've finished my studies."

Lingfeng's voice stopped abruptly.

One big and one small stared in the house.

"Finished? Three thousand Taoist techniques?"

"Ok."

Lingfeng swallowed, "What... when..."

Yun Chao blinked, "Two hundred years ago."

Lingfeng almost fainted.

People are more popular than dead people!

Two hundred years ago, wasn't that when this little guy was five or six years old?

Can he say that he has lived to this age and hasn't finished learning the three thousand Daoists?

What kind of monster is this... no! abnormal!

As expected of the son of the king and the wicked wife!

"That doesn't work either! Can your current body stand up to you?! Is your Uncle Kunwu's medicine not bitter enough, or Zixiao Lao'er's Dan is not spicy enough?!"

Lingfeng jumped like thunder, and the little boy opposite looked at him with a smile.

Shut up and start again...

ahhhh...

Lingfeng is about to despair, little ancestor, don't keep your mouth shut again!

I don't want to be killed by the king!

That night.

All sounds are silent.

In Fengtian Hall, Chu Ziyu used Su Zijin to fall asleep.

Two figures appeared outside the hall.

The guards on duty yawned and all fell asleep.

Lingfeng's face was unrequited.

Yun Chao looked up at him, "Push."

Lingfeng gritted his teeth, pushed the wheelchair reluctantly, and muttered, "I'm courting death..."

"Uncle Feng."

"Have you found your way back?!" Lingfeng looked at him excitedly.

Xiao Yunchao smiled: "Be quiet."

Lingfeng: "..." He made up his mind that after returning this time, he would rather go to the Sha Temple to clean the toilet, and not serve this little ancestor again!

The temperament of this little ancestor is simply cutting flesh with a dull knife.

The kind that grinds people to death!

Chu Ziyu and Su Zijin also fell asleep under the influence of the spell.

The wheelchair was pushed to the edge of the couch, Xiao Yunchao took a deep breath and tried to stand up from the wheelchair.

suddenly.

The temperature in the hall dropped to freezing point, and the ground became frosty.

Lingfeng felt something in an instant, and his heart cried out: My life is over!

A graceful white shadow appeared in the hall, and the face that was a bit prettier than a woman was full of smiles.

"Your Highness, you are being naughty."

Xiao Yunchao sat back in the wheelchair and looked at the person who came.

Zidu walked over with a smile, kicked Lingfeng into a dog, and then bowed respectfully to Yun Zhao, "Your Highness, I'm rude."

Yun Chao looked at him for a while, then lowered his head, "Where's King Father?"

"The king is waiting for you outside the palace."

Cloud snorted.

Putting his hand on the wheel of the wheelchair, Zidu was already behind him, "I will push you out."

"No need to."

An invisible force spread out, and Zi Niangpao's eyes flashed, looking at the stubborn back of the little boy, the smile on his face faded, and he sighed faintly.

Then lift your foot and stomp down.

"Ah!" Lingfeng screamed.

Zi Niang Pao's shoes rolled on his face, and sneered: "I know what kind of temper the little highness is, and I still help him to mess around. If something happens, I will see how you explain it!"

This scream directly awakened Chu Ziyu and Su Zijin.

The two of them looked at Zidu and Lingfeng who appeared in the hall, and they couldn't wake up.

"It's okay, go to sleep!"

The boys waved their hands.

"Why did you come up too?" Chu Ziyu frowned at him.

Zidu smiled and kicked Lingfeng again, "Your Highness sneaked up, and the king was in a hurry, so he followed."

Xiao Jue is here too?

Chu Ziyu frowned, covered her cerebellum with the quilt, and got up to get dressed.

"Exactly! I also want to ask him in person how he deserves this father!"

…

Outside the hall, beside the jade fence, a figure stood alone.

The silver hair is like snow, and the profound robe is like ink.

He stood quietly by the railing, watching Yun Chao push his wheelchair over to him. The golden eyes on Jun's face showed no emotion at all, and he was extremely indifferent.

"Father."

Cloud said in a low voice.

Xiao Jue looked at him indifferently.

"Head up."

Xiao Yunchao pursed his lips and raised his head, with a bit of stubbornness and stubbornness in his eyes.

"stand up."

Yun Chao gritted his teeth, supported his wheelchair, and stood up with difficulty.

"Since you are so good at running, if you think that your body is completely healed, then use your legs to stand well until you understand."

Yun Chao bit his lower lip and didn't say a word.

Just the act of standing up made him sweat profusely, his face was as pale as paper, and his body swayed as if he would fall down at any moment.

"Xiao Jue! Don't go too far!"

Chu Ziyu rushed out of the hall and was furious upon seeing this.

Zidu and Lingfeng came out immediately, also changed their colors, and quickly knelt on the ground to plead for mercy.

"Your Majesty, you can't! Your little Highness's body can't help but toss!"

Yun Chao was born with bad luck, and his body was weak.

Back then, Xiao Jue almost risked his own life to save him. But even so, he was still bad at it.

In the beginning, he could only lie down for a hundred years, and then he could move in a wheelchair at the back.

Now, although he can stand up sometimes, every time he moves, he will experience extreme pain, and the pain is very tolerable.

Chu Ziyu was about to hug Yun Chao and let him sit back in the wheelchair, but before he got close, he was spread out by an invisible force.

Xiao Jue didn't even look at Chu Ziyu, looked at Yun Chao, and said coldly: "When will I understand, when will I sit back again."

After speaking, his figure disappeared from the jade fence.

Chu Ziyu was furious, he really couldn't understand, how could Big Brother Xiao, whom he had always admired and admired, become like this!

That is his own son, flesh and blood!

How could he be so cruel!

Is it really as rumored that Emperor Hades thought that his son was weak and lost his face, so he distanced himself from him?