"Isn't this really the time to say it."

Showa Emperor smiled heartily and turned around.

Ning Ke then stood up and waited until he saw the familiar blue horns brushing across the threshold, his heart tightened. However, the disguise that had been so long that Ning Ke had walked over a few steps and saluted Rong Chu, "Ning Ke has seen His Highness the King of Qi."

The more respectful the posture is, the more indifferent the tone becomes.

Although it was already within Rong Chu's expectations, this attitude still made Rong Chu stunned. Then he reached out his hand indifferently like Ning Ke, "Get up."

Ning Ke raised his head, and lowered his eyes as soon as he touched Rong Chu's eyes, and landed on Rong Chu's hand that was stretching towards her.

White, slender, and well-proportioned joints.

These hands helped her to collide all the way, came out of the Yuzhang Palace, and entered the Imperial College, opening up a colorful world of colorful worlds for her life. These hands also tested her body temperature and breathing again and again when she was seriously ill, and promised to see a picture of the country with her when she was dying. However, these hands were still in harmony with her the moment before, but the next moment, they flipped through all kinds of evidence and placed her and the Lin Mansion in a place that would never be restored.

What she shouldn't hate is that she can only blame herself for being too naive and thinking that people who treat her good to her will be good to her without any purpose.

I naively thought that even the cold imperial family still had a trace of friendship.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Ning Ke stood up with his hands on the ground. Rong Chu retracted his hand awkwardly, lifted the wooden box he had put down, and walked in front of Emperor Showa a few steps, "The father had long said he wanted to taste the jujube cake in Erchen's mansion. Erchen gave instructions early in the morning. He had just made it back from the suburbs. My father had tasted it while it was hot?"

"Well, it's hard for you to have such filial piety."

Emperor Showa sat down, took out a small plate of jujube cake from the wooden box, and smiled at Ning Ke on the side, "Before the meal was used, fresh jujube cake came. Lord Ning came here to use some."

Ning Ke refused a few words, Rong Chu turned around and smiled, "Mr. Ning, don't taste the delicacies of mountains and seas, you can't get used to the simple food in Xiao Wang's mansion."

"Where are there." Ning Ke smiled slightly and sat down beside Emperor Showa, "I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Rong Chu frowned, and took Ning Ke's wrist when he reached out to serve tea for Emperor Showa. Under the cover of his wide sleeves, he could clearly feel Ning Ke's weight loss. Even without looking, he could guess the blue blood flowing slowly with his pale skin.

It's ready to release.

"You've lost weight."

Rong Chu walked past Ning Ke and stood beside Ning Ke.

Ning Ke lowered his eyes and gave no answer.

Rong Chu leaned over and picked up a piece of jujube cake and stuffed it into Ning Ke's hand. Then he chuckled in Ning Ke's ear, "Eat it, only when you have enough food can you have the strength to seek revenge on me."

revenge……

Ning Ke's palm became tighter and tighter, and the debris falling from the jujube cake stuck to the desk, and he didn't realize it. This hatred was deeply engraved, and this hatred was unforgettable... He was right. Even for revenge, he could not let himself down.

After thinking about Zao Nicao, Ning Ke bit it hard.

Bite in a place that was stained with Rong Chu's breath.

...

Ning Ke finally felt a little relieved after eating two pieces of date cakes in a row. The knot was hard to resolve. However, it was consumed so much that his energy was consumed. It was not worth it for Rong Chu.

Then he talked about some gossip with Emperor Showa and said from time to time that he wanted to move back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Emperor Showa quickly changed the topic every time, which made Ning Ke feel embarrassed to mention it again. After several people divided the jujube cakes brought by Rong Chu, Rong Chu laughed and got up to clean up, "Father, after talking for so long, you are tired. Should you ask Eunuch Wei to help you back, or sit here with Lord Ning for a while?"

"Go back, go back and take a break."

Emperor Showa sighed, then rubbed his forehead, stood up with Rong Chu's support, almost unable to stand firm, and he sighed again behind him, "I'm old..."

"What did the Father say?"

Rong Chu helped Emperor Showa step by step.

"If the heaven has feelings, the heaven will grow old, not to mention that I am just a mortal with seven emotions and six desires."

Emperor Showa sighed one after another, especially the four words "If there is love in heaven", which fell into Ning Ke's ears, which made Ning Ke's heart even more touched.

The sky is ruthless, so the sky is evergreen.

He was secretly sad when he suddenly heard Emperor Zhaohe laugh, "I see Lord Ning's restlessness today, but not because of the fatigue of the past few days has made Lord Ning exhausted." Before Ning Ke answered, Emperor Zhaohe said again, "Let's do this, tomorrow morning, Lord Ning doesn't have to come, so I will have a good life and rest for a few days in the mansion."

However, what Ning Ke paid attention to was not that he did not have to go to the morning court, but that he would have a good life and rest for a few days in the mansion.

This means that she can return to the prime minister’s mansion?

Ning Ke was delighted and bowed to Emperor Showa, "Thank you for your grace, that minister will take his leave."

Showa Emperor's jawhead smiled slightly, "Go."

As the west mountain is dusk, the thin boy walks quickly in the breeze, allowing the cleansing wind to wash away his chaotic mind. There are so many ways to take revenge, and only by taking away the country from his hands can he understand what it feels like to spend his whole life seeking and loving, in the end, it is just a bamboo basket to fetch water.

The country is like a dream, but who can abandon this beautiful and prosperous life like a dream?

She no longer hates him, but just began to laugh at her ignorance.

Once you enter the Marquis’ Gate, you are as deep as the sea, not to mention that this imperial family, which is deeper than the sea, is even more overturned than the sea, how can there be a little friendship?

When I returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I was exhausted both physically and mentally.

If Rong Chu hadn't awakened Emperor Showa, she might have been in the deep imperial city at this moment, becoming the only so-called close minister who could comfort the lonely emperor. However, although she helped her, she was not grateful to him.

Perhaps every approach and every helping hand was just the next step he carefully planned.

It was like the time when she was playing with him in the car. The black armor and iron flowed outside the car, and the smoke and dust were flowing thousands of miles away. The fragrance and mist were curling inside the car. When she held the black spoil, he held the white spoil, as if they were born opponents, and they stood on the opposite side for no reason.

Rong Chu, look, it turns out that you are still in a dream, and you will tell the truth to me.

If a son is wrong, he will be destined to end up losing all the money.

And what I said at the beginning if you and I play chess, you will definitely let me go. It is probably just an excuse to make excuses for a moment.

Rong Chu, I want your country, are you willing to give it to me?

Ning Ke squinted his eyes and looked out the window, recalling everything that had happened in the past year, from being forced to enter the palace to bury him, to meeting the prince with medicine, to the Butterfly Madam Su Luo said... She thought everything was a coincidence, since that was a coincidence, why did she meet Rong Chu when she thought the prince would follow him? When she thought that the prince would follow him, she felt that there were many doubts when she thought that the past was happening.

Since Wei Chi is Rong Chu's person, then the person who chose the person who was buried with the guise of Emperor Zhaohe?

Perhaps Su Luo is also Rong Chu's person. Only in this way can Tong Su Luo blurt out "Madam Butterfly" in a hurry.

Thinking of this, what seemed like a coincidence in the past came out with a natural explanation. To put it further, Rong Qing was probably his person, which led to why he broke into the Imperial College at Ye, and Chang Xin dared to accept him, the guard of Fengwei Camp, and why he asked for a document to write a document. Rong Chuming knew that Chang Xin took the opportunity to put all the people in Huiwentang in a confinement and still looked like he was indifferent.

Until the prince died tragically and Emperor Showa said that all officials would choose the prince themselves, Rong Qing was so apt to be left behind and called him sick?

If Rong Chu hadn't expected Emperor Showa to take this step and deliberately let Rong Qing suppress his arrogance, how could Rong Jing be equal to Rong Qing's Qiuse?

Haha... In this way, Rong Chu, how many faces do you have or have you never met?

Ning Ke lowered his eyes, and the more he thought, the more sad the heart was, the stronger the sadness in his heart. It turned out that he was really powerful, just like the Kunpeng wings waiting for a hurricane. One day the wind blows, it can soar thousands of miles of clouds.

Rong Chu... You are really cruel...

Very cruel...

"Master of the Kingdom, the Emperor holds a banquet at Changming Palace and invites the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom

A guard handed in a stick of red paper and leaned over respectfully. Ning Ke took the invitation and opened it and looked at it, "It is neither the solar term nor the joyful event, what kind of banquet is there?"

"Uh..." The guard was slightly stunned, not believing that Ning Ke didn't know about this matter, but he couldn't help Ning Ke's questioning over and over again, and he couldn't help but vaguely but couldn't help but blame the chief guard in his heart for giving this mission to him. After a long time, he said very quickly, "The prince-consor of Emperor Changping, has died."

"What?"

Ning Ke was shocked and didn't care that he was still sitting up at the table. He stood up with his hands and looked straight at the guard, asking over and over again, "Die? Who is the princess of the princess? When was it decided? Why didn't I know?"

This series of questions shocked the guards to be fooled there. At first he thought it was Ning Ke's joke, but seeing Ning Ke's urgent expression didn't seem to be a joke, so he calmed down and told Ning Ke in Jiangnan. When he was about the Emperor Zhaohe who needed to be a prince-consort with his senior emperor, he glanced at Ning Ke carefully, but seeing that Ning Ke had no thoughts, he continued:

"The emperor originally intended... Lord Ning and Lord Ouyang, but both of them were both outside, so the emperor considered Chen Xiang's eldest son."

Chen Ying... Ning Ke followed the guard's idea and thought about it together. Chen Ying was the one from the King of Yan, and she was indeed incompatible with Rong Shu. It was reasonable to think that Emperor Showa would call Chen Ying.

"However, the Emperor Princess refused, saying that if she didn't marry someone she was satisfied with, she would rather lose her hair than choose a prince consort. So..." The guard's voice gradually lowered, "So... he chose the son of a scholar in white."

"What's next?" Ning Ke vaguely heard something wrong.
Chapter completed!