"That's how my body is ..." Emperor Yufeng finally watched the fold in his hand, and then put it aside, looking at the justice of the United Kingdom with a smile, "You want to stand up and put the prince.
Go down? "
"No! Don't dare!" The British public said quickly. "How can Wei Chen start such a mind? The prince is the storage of the country.
It is just that Wei Chen believes that it is time to be tight. His Majesty is the emperor. Only by your Majesty's standing can he condense the hearts of the people. "
Emperor Yufeng just smiled at the people who kneel on the ground, and did not say this well or not, just watching it quietly.
I have always seen that the British share starts to sweat, and my body starts to get hair.
He laughed, laughed for a while, and sighed again, "Get up! All people who are going to hug their grandsons right away, you and you are a accompaniment since childhood, so you don't need to use it in front of me."
This tone was familiar with the British public, and he finally relieved his heart, "Thank you, His Majesty."
"It's not that I don't want to go out to work. Since you are here alone, I don't hide it from you. Now my body is not very good.
It ’s okay to be so quiet. If you really work hard, I am afraid that it will mistake the world. You come just. I have something to make you cook it for me."
The British public today just came to find the prince, but at this time, when I saw that Emperor Yufeng could still talk to himself so clearly, he dared to think about it.
"His Majesty, please order."
Emperor Yufeng did not really order, but took a letter from the cabinet behind the bed.
Hong Wen didn't know which corner came out of the corner, and held the letter with both hands and handed it to the British male.
"Okay, just do it according to the above!"
"Yes!" The British public carving retreated.
Emperor Yufeng stepped out of the door, and when he was about to turn around, he suddenly opened again. "What you know today, you know what to do."
In the eyes of the people all over the world, Emperor Yufeng is now seriously ill. Tonight, naturally you can't tell others to know.
The British male would not know this truth, and he didn't need to order, so he immediately said to Han Yan who suddenly appeared: "Thank you Grandpa Han's tea tonight.
When the people outside were gone, Emperor Yufeng vomited a sigh of relief, and then leaned back on the big pillow, showing a bit of anger and violent look on his face.
"How long does it take to be good!"
He was clearly roaring, but when he said at the moment, his tone was really weak.
Hong Wen immediately brought up a bowl of dry bird's nest porridge from the cabinet next to the cabinet.
Now it is necessary to have a good condition for conditioning for a while. "
Seeing that Emperor Yufeng was still so angry, he quickly said: "Didn't the national teacher say it? His Majesty is the emperor, and the purple star in the sky is the time when it is shining.
What about Grandpa! "
When it comes to the national division, Emperor Yufeng's face was slightly better. He turned his face, his eyes fell on the bowl of bird's nest porridge, and his brows were even tight. "How long does this medicine still drink?"
Where did Hong Wen know how weak Yufeng was so weak at this time? He had to accompany the smile: "The national teacher said, look at the mood of the Master of Wanliu!
The most important thing is not to be angry, don't think about it. The longevity of Wan Sui will have a very wide heart. This disease cannot hurt the dragon body.
This is no different from saying that it is not different, but fortunately, Emperor Yufeng listened to this, he took the bowl from his hand, and drank it directly.
Hong Wen finally let go of his heart, and then saw his master who came in from the outside. His original bowed body became more and more bent, and he still retreated silently again.
"Hong Wen always has some words, Han Yan, how long will you say that you can do it?"
Han Yan appeared in front of Emperor Yufeng like a ghost, not as if Mr. Hong Wen bowed his body. He stood very straight. The look on his face was not good -looking, his eyes were faint.
If Emperor Yufeng knew that he had always been like this, and he could tolerate him, I am afraid he had been dead several times.
"Avoid it, look at the slaves, it takes a long time."
Emperor Yufeng almost couldn't get up with a breath, staring at his eyes and looked at him for a long time, and then slowly calmed his emotions. "You person ... I sometimes really don't like to listen to you to speak.
! ""
Han Yan bowed slightly, "slaves have never been able to speak."
"Why do your godfather recognize you as such a son, he is not the one who can't speak!"
Han Yan did not answer this sentence, but just swayed his head slightly, and he apologized to Emperor Yufeng.
Looking at his dead face, Emperor Yufeng probably felt boring, and simply opened his face.
"Prince is very busy recently?"
"There are a lot of things inside and outside the court, but His Royal Highness is worried about all aspects, but it is a bit worked."
"I think he is very proud of him! There is no such a master!" It seemed that there seemed to be no problem listening to the tone, but there was a bit of hardness in the eyebrows.
It can be seen that in the eyes of this emperor, now his son is in charge of the major events of the DPRK, and he is not very satisfied.
Han Yan will naturally not comment on such words.
Standing aside so quietly.
This huge space suddenly calmed down, Han Yan didn't speak, and Emperor Yufeng didn't speak. The two seemed to be silent in the game.
In the end, Emperor Yufeng still couldn't help asking: "What about the national teacher?"
"The national teacher said that the toxin in your body is basically clear. As long as you can still raise it, the national teacher still goes outside the palace."
"He hasn't entered the palace for more than a month?"
"yes!"
"Outside the palace ... very fun?"
Speaking of the national division, Emperor Yufeng seems to be more patient, and the dissatisfaction in the words is as light as those.
Han Yan thought about it after thinking about it: "I heard that the national teacher received a female disciple, and was very aura. About this time, he was training the future spiritual virgin."
"Oh?" Emperor Yufeng finally turned his face again to look at Han Yan.
It has been said that it is time to cultivate the virgin. It can be seen that it is not the disciples that have only been received recently, but in such a long time, the East Palace has not received the news.
Han Yan quickly knelt down and asked for guilty, "The people under the slaves are not working hard."
"Okay!" Emperor Yufeng suddenly waved again, "That is the national teacher, not an ordinary person, and how do you disrespect to the national teacher? You should not check it again."
The bronzes outside the outside sounded that it was time for Emperor Yufeng to go to bed.
Han Yan got up lightly, and then stepped back slowly.
When I walked to the door, the emperor on the bed had fallen asleep.
When Hong Wen saw him coming out, he sighed softly, and then followed Han Yan's body silently to the darkness.
"His Majesty's time, everything is very regular?"
"Yes!" Hong Wen lowered his voice, but his tone was very certain.
Hong Wen's voice seemed extremely small in the night breeze, and it almost wanted to hear it, but Han Yan didn't miss it at all.
Still walking forward so silently, Hong Wen followed silently.
"National Teacher ..." Having continued to the tower, Han Yan looked at a tower -like building that was lit in the distance, murmured, "really good means."