The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet for a moment.

This answer seems to be expected and not surprising.

Since Yu Chiyan is here, people will naturally not find him easily.

But now it is very clear who is most likely to be connected with Yu Chiyan.

"He wants to join forces with Luo Jingjiang?"

Jiang Yunluo said suddenly.

Ling Fengshuo's eyes dimmed: "It's hard to say. With Yu Chiyan's character, even if we join forces, it is not reliable. Moreover, he should have discovered your identity and informed Luo Jingjiang. Between the two of you..."

Have fought before.

In other words, it is not an exaggeration to say that they have become enemies.

The other two people present also knew about Jiang Yunluo's great achievements in the fight against Xiqi, and they all looked worried.

Jiang Yunluo sneered.

"What are you afraid of? Can he go straight into the palace?"

Her free and easy look, fearless in heaven and earth, made Ling Fengshuo and Huayue flash a strange emotion in their eyes.

Mu Li was also startled, and then chuckled.

"I'm not afraid, but the other party is hiding, and we are hiding..."

"Then find a way to lure people out."

Jiang Yunluo raised the corners of her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes.

"Isn't he going to come after me? My aunt will give him a chance!"

Mu Li's heart suddenly tightened: "Do you want to..."

"not now."

Jiang Yunluo reached out in time to stop, and moved her stiff neck slightly.

"We will discuss this matter tomorrow. If these jewelry are not removed from my head, my neck will be broken."

"puff……"

"cough……"

Several people around her couldn't help but laugh at her description.

Even Ling Fengshuo's cold expression had a crack.

Most women in the world love beauty.

How could anyone be as eager as she is to just wear a simple hosta and hang it around?

"Then go and rest quickly. This matter cannot be urgent. We will discuss it tomorrow."

Mu Li waved to the palace maids from afar, motioning for them to come over and serve Jiang Yunluo.

Jiang Yunluo did not move, looking straight at Ling Fengshuo.

"It's getting late, King Shuo should leave the palace early."

The eviction order that had been held in his mouth for a long time was finally spoken out.

Ling Fengshuo's eyes flickered for a moment but he said nothing.

Jiang Yunluo raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect the other party to be so shameless. Just as she was about to continue chasing people away, she heard Mu Li say: "King Shuo is both my friend and an honored guest. It is naturally not appropriate to stay in an inn outside the palace. If your Majesty wakes up, I will definitely not neglect it, I have already prepared a residence for His Royal Highness King Shuo in the palace, so I won’t bother the princess."

"Have you made arrangements?"

Jiang Yunluo was a little surprised, but then she was inexplicably angry.

She never dreamed that Mu Li would help Ling Fengshuo in this matter!

He was still about to say something, but several palace ladies had already trotted over.

Jiang Yunluo had no choice but to hold back all her words and said, "General Luo and King Shuo can do what they want!"

Turned around and returned to the room.

Huayue said no more, glanced meaningfully at Ling Fengshuo, and walked towards her residence.

Ling Fengshuo's expression suddenly became serious: "He lives here?"

He said, ready to rush over!

Mu Li turned sideways and stopped in front of him, warning in a deep voice: "I promised King Shuo that he could live in the palace, and it has been done. The master of Hua Pavilion is now the princess's personal guard, so he is naturally qualified to live here. As for the rest... ...Whether King Shuo can recover the princess is up to King Shuo, but don’t make too much noise, and don’t forget the cooperation between you and me.”

Ling Fengshuo's expression turned serious, and the hand on Jiyue tightened suddenly, making a small buzzing sound.

half an hour-

After all, he said no more and turned to leave.

In this way, another three days passed.

Luo Hongxiao still didn't wake up.

It's New Year's Eve.

Every household in the city is preparing to celebrate the New Year, and red lanterns can be seen everywhere on the streets, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

But inside the palace it was still business as usual.

Luo Hongxiao is still ill, so naturally he is not suitable for the red and purple decoration.

Even the family dinner and ancestor worship held on New Year’s Eve in previous years have been cancelled.

Luo Jingjiang was banned from his home and was guarded by Mu Li's Qianyu Guards.

Luo Wenxuan was taking care of Luo Mingyu.

Therefore, although this year is not very lively, it is a rare silence in Jiang Yunluo's ears.

early morning--

She opened the door and walked out, looking at the clear sky.

The climate in Beiming is warm, and there was not a trace of snowflakes throughout the winter.

Jiang Yunluo felt bored after standing for a while, and turned back to her room to deal with the reports on the progress of the South-to-North Water Diversion Project in the past few days.

It's not that she is taking over.

But Luo Hongxiao had already given her full responsibility for this matter.

Looking at——

A figure walked in outside the door.

"Today is New Year's Eve, why are you working so hard so early in the morning?"

Came the joke with a smile.

She knew who it was without looking up. Just as Jiang Yunluo was about to speak, she felt a hard touch of sweetness at the corner of her lips.

Like a candy bar.

"Varied……"

She only said one word, and the small candy bar was stuffed into her mouth along the seam of her lips.

Brings more sweetness.

"It's the Babao Candy sent from the Imperial Kitchen. How does it taste?"

Huayue retracted her fingertips and rubbed them subconsciously. She couldn't help but recall the softness she had touched just that moment, and her eyes dimmed.

"Hmm...it's quite sweet."

Jiang Yunluo tasted it carefully and commented, but her heartbeat couldn't help but get a little faster.

Feeding sweets with your own hands and so on...

cough……

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt two sharp gazes falling on me!

She was instantly alert.

Then he turned around and saw Ling Fengshuo walking towards the house!

That knife-like gaze was piercing Huayue.

He must have clearly seen the intimate behavior between the two people just now.

The corner of Hua Yue's lips curled up, and she spoke lazily: "King Shuo came to visit early in the morning, but is there something wrong?"

As he spoke, as if on purpose, he picked up a piece of candy from his palm and put it into his mouth calmly.

Ling Fengshuo's eyes suddenly became filled with murderous intent!

The Jiyue Sword even buzzed with a buzzing sound!

"Ling Fengshuo."

Jiang Yunluo called him coldly, her tone full of warning.

Just one sentence.

It was like a basin of cold water that extinguished all the fire in his heart.

Ling Fengshuo suddenly came back to his senses, the dark light in his eyes flashed across her moist lips, and then he took out a palm-sized brocade box from his arms and placed it in front of her eyes.

"Today is New Year's Eve, this is..."

"I don't need it, take it back."

Jiang Yunluo only glanced at it and then refused forcefully.

Ling Fengshuo froze.

After a moment of silence, he continued: "You can use it..."

"I said no."

Jiang Yunluo's expression became colder and colder.

Added another sentence: "If there is nothing else, King Shuo can leave."

Ling Fengshuo pursed his lips and said nothing.

Only the veins on the backs of his tightly clenched fists popped out.

After a while - he turned around and left.

As soon as I took two steps, there was a whooshing sound behind my ears!

He subconsciously reached out and caught it. It was the brocade box that he had deliberately not taken just now.

A "click" sound.

The brocade box made a crisp sound in his hand.

Just like the emotions crackling and exploding in my heart at this time.

not far away--

Mo Ying and Black Eagle held their swords and watched this scene, looking at each other, they couldn't help but feel a little...

Distressed.

When has the prince ever been so disgraced?

It seems that recovering the princess... is probably even harder than reaching the sky.