Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 1870

[]/!

On the other side, in the royal mausoleum palace.

Xiao Lingyue couldn't sleep at night. She tossed and turned in bed for a long time. She got up and walked to the window, looking up at the moonlight.

Behind him, the door opened and footsteps came in.

She didn't look back and asked casually: "Tell me, what are Hanhan and Beibei doing now? Will they be obedient?"

"Why don't you listen?" Zhan Beihan's deep voice sounded.

Xiao Lingyue turned around, facing away from the moonlight outside the window, her side face was covered with a light silver glow by the moonlight, and there was a worried look in her brows.

"I'm not worried about Beibei. He has always been obedient, but Hanhan is different. If I leave him alone in the palace, I'm afraid he will be unhappy."

Zhan Beihan raised his eyebrows: "That boy, if he's not happy, he's not happy. What else can he do?"

Xiao Lingyue said: "What if something happens to him?"

"Uncle Zhou is watching, no way!" Zhan Beihan interrupted directly and walked towards her, "You don't want to sleep at this late night, why are you lying here worrying about nothing?"

Xiao Lingyue turned around and glared at him: "What do you mean by unfounded worries? Am I worried about my son?"

"You don't need to talk about your son every day. They have hands and feet." Zhan Beihan pulled her over without any doubt, "You just drank the medicine and went to bed."

Xiao Lingyue: ""

Facts have proved that Xiao Lingyue's worries were not groundless.

Early the next morning, Prince Yi's palace became busy.

Two low-key carriages were parked at the door, and there were more than a dozen luggage carts. The servants were carrying boxes one after another to the cars. The boxes were filled with Beibei's clothes, luggage, medicinal materials, etc.

"Be careful and move quickly!" Butler Zhou personally stood at the door and directed.

He turned around and asked the servant next to him: "How are the preparations going, young master? The time for the imperial team to set off is coming soon."

The servant said: "The young master has already had breakfast and should be out soon."

The words just fell.

Bei Bei was wrapped in a thick cloak and walked out of the palace, followed by Qing Luo and Yao Jinzhou.

They all want to go to the hot spring villa together.

"Young Master, your luggage is almost packed. You can get in the car." Butler Zhou said.

Beibei glanced at the dozen large boxes on the trolley, and his clear black eyes flashed: "I know."

Qing Luo helped him get into the car, while Yao Jinzhou carried the medicine box and went to the carriage behind.

After everything was prepared, Zhou Bo bowed his hands to Ye San and Ye Si on horseback and said seriously: "You two commanders have worked hard along the way. Please take good care of the young master."

"It's my humble duty, don't worry, Butler Zhou." The two secret guard commanders returned with their hands in hand, and then gave the order.

"Set off!"

One hundred dragon-scale guards put on ordinary guard uniforms and escorted them, and the long carriage procession walked along the street to the city gate.

Uncle Zhou stood at the door of the palace and watched the long motorcade leave. He did not turn around and enter the palace until it was out of sight.

In order to make arrangements for escorting the young master, he had been busy for half the night last night, and got up early this morning to be busy. After all, he was old and his energy was a little low. Uncle Zhou stretched out his hand to rub the swollen and painful eyebrows.

The guard next to him saw this and said: "Steward Zhou, the young master has been sent away. Why don't you go back to your room to rest for a while?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next