Fu Ronghua smiled and said, "Sister Fu, please touch her."

The two looked at each other and said nothing. However, Xie Yu's eyes fell on the child and his head shook like a rattle. "Forget it," she had always been gentle, and now she spoke like this.

Then he couldn't help but say, "I'm afraid my hands are too strong."

Fu Ronghua shook his head, and after talking for a while, Xuan Jinchen also felt a little sleepy, and his little head started to rattle bit by bit.

Fu Ronghua turned around and asked the nanny to take her away, and then she sat on the soft couch.

"It's summer now, and your Majesty will go to escape the summer heat again in a few days." Ye Xia took the tea and took a sip.

Fu Ronghua smiled slightly when he heard this, "These matters depend on His Majesty's decision."

After talking for a while, Mrs. Zhou left. Seeing that it was getting late, Xie Yu also said goodbye.

Fu Ronghua and Ye Xia were the only ones left in the hall. Ye Xia lowered his voice and said, "Over there..."

Fu Ronghua chuckled, "It's arranged."

Ye Xia breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Fangyan told me some time ago that I hope Master Chang can come back safely."

Fu Ronghua lowered his eyes, "Your Majesty's temper is probably at stake."

Ye Xia sighed softly, "The madmen of the Xuan family come from the same line."

She pointed her finger at the lid of the cup, "If it's normal, it would be at the time of Taizu." She paused, not knowing what she was thinking.

——

"Your Majesty, Lord Chang has arrived at the posthouse safely," the secret guard knelt down on one knee.

Emperor Xuan Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "We're here."

He twirled his fingers and said, "Just keep an eye on Qingyuan Marquis and don't let him die."

"My subordinate understands."

The secret guard left. Emperor Xuan Zhao thought for a long time and finally closed his eyes slightly. The only person he missed was Fu Ronghua, and the same is true now.

Thinking of what Fu Ronghua said, there was a hint of scarlet in the depths of his eyes, which he finally suppressed forcibly.

He clenched his hands tightly, pursed his thin lips tightly, and finally let go of his hand, that's it, just indulge this time.

——

Feng Qing came in with a bottle of wine, "You still haven't left yet." He looked a little disappointed.

Mingsu raised his head and said, "Why, don't you know that drinking wine can relieve your sorrow and make it worse?"

Feng Qing chuckled, "Have a drink."

Mingsu lowered his eyes, with a smile on his lips, "I won't drink."

"Tsk," he shook his head, "Tell me, does that little prince look like her?"

When Mingsu heard this, a strange color flashed across his eyes. "Maybe."

Feng Qing raised his head and drank a glass of wine, "It doesn't look like it, A Wu and I have no chance." He smiled bitterly.

Mingsu raised his eyebrows slightly, "You understand."

He leaned back on the chair. "I have never been so awake now. I imagined that she was my wife." He took out the jade pendant, "Unfortunately, it was just a dream."

He closed his eyes slightly, "I tried my best to reverse everything, and finally returned to the starting point."

His hand fell on the table, "You said, we all owe her, but what about you? Do you really want peace in the world?"

Mingsu's lips curled up, and he sat opposite Feng Qing, "If the world wasn't peaceful, why would I be running around like this?"

Feng Qing sneered, "Your compassionate Imperial Master, we are really not from the same group."

Mingsu chuckled lightly and said in a long and profound tone, "If you want, you can also be a traveler."

Feng Qing shook his head, "I have only one goal, to help her get what she wants."
Chapter completed!