Li Luo had no intention of blaming Mi Cangkong, but he was actually grateful. If Mi Cangkong had not taken action, Li Xuanpei would have died at his own hands.

Another descendant of the Li family's bloodline. To be honest, he felt unbearable because Xuan Pei was bleeding from the Li family. Maybe there were, but there would never be too many. The most important thing about Xuan Pei is her child. Can you see her again if you kill her child?

Another thing is that the King of England requested Emperor Wanlong to promote Li Gumian to the deputy commander of the Imperial Army and became the general of the army. His rank was comparable to that of Huo Juran. To the outside world, he made peace with the civil and military officials who originally supported King Hui. Li Xuanci was not a stingy person. If he could use it, he could be a pillar of the country regardless of his origin. Secondly, he was prepared to replace the Imperial Army. Once Emperor Wanlong passed away, the Imperial Army would change its commander. Where did Huo Juran go? That was his thing.

In this way, all the three capitals were in his hands and the imperial guards were also taken into his pocket. King Mu retreated to Guanshan Camp. He would not interfere in the affairs of Zhuo City before the new emperor ascended the throne. Outside the city, only Mu Tianlang and Kuang Lizhe were left with an army. In recent years, Kuang Lizhe was stationed outside the city, very low-key, always caring about the affairs of outside the city, not interfering in the affairs of the city, and had always been close to each other with the generals of the Sandu. He was an honest man and was not difficult to deal with. The inside and outside Zhuo City was as stable as Mount Tai. Thinking of this, King Ying became enthusiastic and involuntarily accelerated his pace. This time he entered the palace, maybe his father closed his eyes.

In a moment of daze, King Ying felt cold in his heart, and suddenly woke up, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. Why did he have such a bastard idea? He couldn't help but feel guilty. He secretly glanced at Li Luo, but saw that he seemed to be thinking about something else and did not notice the abnormality of King Ying.

Li Gumian was separated from Ling Yiyi in the end. The Taifu was punished. Emperor Wanlong, who was furious by Longyan, was dismissed from his official position and was sent to the Heavenly Prison. Later, he forced the Inner Guard to make a decision and sentenced him to the death. The poor Taifu was cautious in his words and deeds, and he didn't know who he died at the hands of. The Taifu Mansion was in disarray, but the Ying King mediated from it for Li Gumian's sake and would not be killed by the nine clans. However, the Taifu Mansion had completely fallen apart, and waited for the new emperor to succeed to the throne and re-establish the Taifu. Ling Yiyi went away from the Western Palace and was originally exiled to the frontier, but Li Lianyu pleaded with mercy in the palace. With his few words, he thought that it would not be too difficult to come to Guannan Camp, but he just left his hometown, but he was so sad. In any case, he was still alive.

Things in the world are unpredictable, how can we relieve our worries...

Before entering the palace, the King of England had sent people to spread the word. All the civil and military officials in the court, as well as all the princes, had arrived. The momentum was so great that even Li Luo was shocked. Now the King of England was in charge of the country as a prince, which was no longer comparable to that day.

In the bedroom, Emperor Wanlong was still sleeping. Chang Tingliao led a group of concubines to accompany him, with a sad face, and Li Lianyu was also there. Seeing Li Luo coming in, Chang Tingliao squeezed out a wry smile and said softly: "Xuanlou, you are back."

Li Lianyu wanted to speak but stopped, looking at him anxiously, his nose was red, and he wanted to come forward and pull Li Luo to talk, but when he saw his solemn expression, he stopped and looked at him intently.

There was a thin back before the collapse, prolonging his life for Emperor Wanlong to acupuncture. When he heard someone entering the hall, he looked back and raised his mouth slightly, revealing a strange expression, which was difficult to tell the difference between joy and anger. It was Su'er, the granddaughter of the ghost.

Li Luo bowed to the concubines in the palace and greeted the concubines. All officials and ministers were not allowed to enter. At this moment, the people in the palace were considered royal relatives. Chang Tingliao replied half a greeting on behalf of the concubines and said in harmony: "Come and see your father."

"Yes." Li Luo agreed and took a few steps forward. Perhaps he had noticed something in the dark. Emperor Wanlong opened his eyes in a coma, his eyes were dissipated, afraid that it would be difficult to tell the appearance of the person in front of him. He opened his mouth and made a few obscure tone. Chang Tingliao listened and sighed, "Your father is waiting for you."

Li Luo leaned over and knelt halfway in front of Emperor Wanlong. His hand moved slightly. Li Luo hurriedly grabbed it and whispered: "Emperor, my son is back."

Emperor Wanlong felt something. He tried his hand slightly and shook his hand. He seemed to want to laugh, but he seemed to say something. He didn't say a word. After breathing, he fainted again. Li Luo's heart was like a knife, thinking about the past, one after another, like yesterday. As time went by, the more he understood the difficulty of life and death. The more he was like this, the more he felt reluctant to let go. It was better than when he was a child, he didn't know anything. When he should cry, when he should laugh, he could easily cry, and he could also laugh. Now that he has grown up, he can't cry when he should cry, and when he should laugh, he can't laugh when he should laugh, and when he should laugh, the people around him change like a lantern, and they come and go, and when he should walk, and when he should come, he can only leave loneliness.

I don’t know when Li Luo was already in tears. Chang Tingliao gently stroked the forehead of the powerful Ninth Prince, who was in power, and called out in a gentle voice: “Xuanlou, don’t cry, just come back, your father doesn’t want you like this.”

Su'er stood by and looked at him silently, her eyes flashing, and tears were hidden. I wonder if she remembered her miserable childhood or her grandfather who had been looking for her for the rest of her life. If there were no such people in the bedroom at this moment, Chang Tingliao would want to hold Li Luo in his arms and make him cry very much. Everyone in the hall had a sad look on their faces, but how many people were sincere? Thinking of this, Chang Tingliao couldn't help but feel upset and just wanted to drive all these people out.

"Ninth brother." King Ying walked to Li Luo, pressed his shoulder heavily, and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, I have met my father. Don't leave these days, and spend time with my father, my father...oh..."

Li Luo agreed, and when he turned around, his face could no longer see the sadness and helplessness just now. Only the quietness made Chang Tingliao feel heartbroken. Is this the imperial family? How did he survive these years?

"Miss Su'er."

"Um?"

"How is the emperor's dragon body?"

Su'er was silent for a moment and said, "Tell me the truth?"

"Tell me the truth."

"The blood is deficient and the qi is weak, and the oil lamp is exhausted. I am afraid that there will be no more time."

"Monster Woman!" A trace of hostility appeared on King Ying's face, and he shouted hatred. Li Luo's eyebrows were aching. This monster Woman was not someone else. He was talking about Concubine Yun. Li Luo had been fighting outside for several years. Emperor Wanlong did not take charge of the government affairs. He knew that the wine, ponds and meat forests in the harem were extremely debauchery. He knew one thing even more. If he hadn't avoided Zhuocheng and stayed with Emperor Wanlong at that time, Emperor Wanlong would have listened to his words and would not have hollowed out his body into this field. But how could he blame Concubine Yun alone? It was nothing more than King Hui's help from Concubine Yun.
Chapter completed!