Yu Ruolin also sent troops to chase him in three groups, and he must not let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Ten days later, the imperial capital of Nanyue.

No one knows what the border war is, but the kings are so confident, and the people don’t have much worry. They still live as they used to, and they quarrel and make noise, and the streets and alleys are still so lively.

Su Mengdie was walking along the corridor with Xiao Gengzi in her grand dress. She heard that Fu Yunche was going to celebrate in advance today and asked Shen Feng to go to Weiyang Palace. She thought that the celebration was fake and the shaving was real. She could not wait to share the fruits that won evenly? Or would she discuss fighting Cang Lin or Baoyue first? No matter what it is, celebration is definitely a cover.

I was worried about my father every day, but I was indeed a little thinner and felt very depressed. In addition, I saw thousands of people dying in front of me that day, for ten days, I couldn't eat or sleep, and my mind was covered with blood stains on the earth. Isn't the border even more terrible? The spy hasn't come to report it yet.

When she crossed the Imperial Garden, she had no intention of appreciating her anymore. She was not from Nanyue, but she would also be worried. Nanyue treated her well. They treated her as a family member and loved her, so that she no longer felt that she was an ignorant little girl. How could she not worry about them? She was from Nanyue, and from now on, she was from Nanyue.

Although I don’t love South Vietnam as much as I love China, I’m also very worried.

After arriving at Weiyang Palace, I heard the sound of singing and dancing. I stepped in and saw that Fu Yunche and Shen Feng had already arrived. They no longer sat on the chair. They just bent their legs and sat at the low table with fox fur underneath. They really enjoyed it. The picture was good. Every time the two overlords were together, they seemed to be a masterpiece of ingenious paintings, which was so beautiful that they were suffocating.

"I will meet your Majesty! I have met King Xia Lan!"

"Plain, beloved concubine, come here and pour wine for me and brother Wanqi!" Fu Yunche patted the open space beside him.

Wanqi Shenfeng is the most lazy. His face always has an incomprehensible and gentle smile. His fingers tapped on the wooden table with a rhythmic sense, and nodded at Su Mengdie and continued to ponder something.

Su Mengdie snorted coldly in her heart, raised her eyebrows and squatted forward, sat cross-legged, looked at the two of them and asked in confusion: "Why should I call me?" Didn't you say that the harem cannot interfere in politics?

"I've been depressed recently when I see my beloved concubine. I know you like to join in some fun and pour wine!" A certain fu looked at the wine bottle order without any reservation.

It means to have fun for her? I used the servant to make fun for her? I was perverted and had no hands on her own? And Meng Li was there, why should she pour wine? It was obvious that Shen Feng thought she would listen to him more, and she was bored.

"Hmm?" Fu Yunche saw that the woman was still moving, and immediately frowned and looked over indifferently.

Su Mengdie suddenly felt passionate and she was so depressed that she was so depressed that he was even troubled. He even treated her surrender as his face. Forget it, he had been so shameless that he had been so shameful for a long time. He was so bored that he picked up the wine pot to fill the two of them.

A certain Fu then calmed down and raised his lips to Wanqi Shenfeng and raised his glass: "Wanqi, I will give you a cup first!"

Wanqi Shenfeng looked at the couple with the most incredible eyes, shook his head and smacked his tongue and agreed: "Brother Fu is so lucky that he married such a virtuous concubine Su."

Fu Yunche looked at the wine jar casually and raised his eyebrows happily: "That's natural. People like Wanqi don't understand this subtle feeling!"

The words were full of sourness, and even Su Mengdie could hear it. The corners of her eyes were cramped. Did Fu Yunche say in front of outsiders that she was afraid of him? How much did she admire him? She quietly reached out and twisted the man's thigh under the table.
Chapter completed!