Chapter 11

"Shh..."

By the ear, Han xuyao breathed softly.

In the dim yellow candle light, she blushed with the feeling that the cat's paw had scratched her heart.

Just now I gave an order, and now I come here again.

What on earth is he going to do?

Realizing that she was not in danger, Yan Luoli's face returned to calm and pointed to Han xuyao's arm, signaling him to let go.

In the dim yellow light of the candle, she was wearing the inner garment again. Han xuyao's long and narrow eyes narrowed up, picked her up and walked slowly to the bedside.

Yan Luoli's whole heart was raised. He, he won't want to be a round house, will he?

No, no, absolutely not!

She was flustered in her heart. When she saw him let go, she immediately grabbed the quilt and wrapped herself in it. She tried to keep away from Han xuyao, and pursed her lips tightly on her calm face.

"Don't worry about half a year."

Han xuyao did not move further, but sat down beside the bed, looking at the candle in the eyes across a trace of desolation, she did not like close to themselves?

He just, just wanted to see her.

Yan Luoli eyes color meal, look up, see is the back of Han xuyao.

The bottom of my heart inexplicably pulled for a while, why his back so lonely and lonely, is it because this should not have a marriage?

Is he here to talk about it?

Because he doesn't care, so she doesn't care?

"I didn't care."

Her voice was cold, without any emotion.

But I do not know, this sentence, stabbing the heart of Han xuyao.

One shrank in the corner of the bed, the other sat by the bed and fell into silence.

This feeling seems to be a little familiar, so Yanluo glass is not very exclusive.

After sitting in silence for a long time, she was a little sleepy.

"Is that why the LORD came here?"

Yan Luoli couldn't endure, breaking the silence in the room.

Han xuyao's eyes were cold and fierce. He was irritable and sulky, but when he looked back, he put them all away, and his eyes became cold again.

"After tomorrow morning, we'll go to the Queen Mother's place and say hello."

Today, in the South study, he is concerned about chaos, confused, directly carried her back to the palace. He fought all the year round, and became unfamiliar with the rules of the palace.

The news came from Kunhe palace that the empress had been waiting for her all morning. The empress was always strict, and she could not avoid a punishment.

"Well."

Yan Luoli nodded gently.

Today in the palace staged that play, tomorrow will be said by the queen.

Fortunately, he accompanied himself to go with a little conscience.

"Father, do you really want to go

Han xuyao is still not at ease. He thinks that her father's illness is related to the struggle for the throne. She'd better not get involved.

Yan Luoli looks up and looks into his eyes without any temperature. Is it her illusion? She always feels that he seems more gentle than usual.

However, the emperor's job of medicinal food, she said nothing will refuse.

She must go. Only when she is close to the emperor can she find out the result.

"Well, my father treated me well."

Calm tone, but with firm, Han xuyao did not say much, after all, has agreed to the emperor.

If it's really Han Xuyuan, how can such a disloyal and unfilial person become the prince.

How to be the future emperor.

She must personally expose him and push him to hell!

Only in this way can her hatred be dispelled.

Yan Luoli's eyes were filled with hatred, which was fleeting, but did not escape Han xuyao's eyes.

Why, she would have such a deep hatred.

Or did she know that there was something hidden about her father's illness.

Two people fall into silence again, only the candlelight in the room, swaying quietly, pulling their shadow long.

"Are you worried about me?"

For a long time, Yan Luoli suddenly looks up. This is the third time Han xuyao has stopped him. He is just like himself. No, he wants to know the truth more than himself.

Even so, he still wants to stop himself. Is he afraid of being in danger?

It's ridiculous to say that there is a trace of warmth in her heart. Her royal highness, who always takes good care of her, never cares about her situation and feelings, but only cares about her own interests.

Until she was married, he still wanted to use his feelings to maximize his interests.

The cold faced prince in front of him, however, will worry about her safety after a few days.

Perhaps, he is really a very good partner, Yan Luoli heart want to tell him the prince's ambition.

"I'm afraid you'll disturb the palace."

Cold Xu Yao coldly a, douse Yan Luo glass heart not easy to rise of, to his that kind of good feeling.He is worried about her, but it's useless to worry about her. She doesn't stick to it without hesitation.

Yan Luoli choked speechless, in the end is a brother, is really a goods! It seems that he has been amorous.

In her chest, a wave of anger rose, and her eyes were a little cold.

"If the Lord is OK, please come back!"

As soon as the words fell, a few uneasy knocks came from the door.

"Mr. Wang, are you there?"

Han Qi didn't find Han xuyao when he went to Longxiao Pavilion. He guessed that he was here, but he was not sure, so he asked carefully.

Han xuyao's eyes sank. He got up to the door and opened a crack.

"What's the matter?"

The face is gloomy and terrible, covering the eyes of the glacier. Two rays of light can sieve Hanqi.

Cold seven against a huge pressure, hard scalp continue to say.

"The patrol camp sent news that the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty were attacked outside the city and all died in the woods outside the city."

As expected, Han xuyao clenched his fist, stepped out and was about to leave.

Yan Luoli suddenly rushed over and held his arm.

Han xuyao turned back in surprise, and was shocked by her slightly anxious eyes.

He frowned slightly, his cold eyes questioning.

"What day is it?"

Yan Luo glass heart bottom a tight, blurt out to ask a way.

"February 15."

Yes, that's the day!

On February 15, the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty died in the woods on the outskirts of the capital. King Jing went quickly, but he was killed by a hidden arrow.

After that, King Jing fell ill.

There were two voices in the court, one of which was that King Jing tried to escape responsibility.

Yan Luoli's hand was tight, and he held his arm tightly, for fear that he would break free.

The death of envoys in other countries is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, and King Jing must go.

But when he goes, things will develop in that direction. Han Xuyuan must not be cheap. Yan Luoli purses her mouth and secretly makes up her mind.

"I'll go with you!"

This is the best way, one more person, maybe things will change.

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