Why did God give him such a body?

The flower on the stranger seems to see Yan cenxuan's anomaly, and his thin eyebrows gently frown, "brother thirteen, many things are determined by heaven, and human power can't be changed, but you can change your mood. Don't be trapped in it."

The place that had dried up and cracked in his heart seemed to be moistened by the sweet spring suddenly. Yan cenxuan's tightly held hand was slowly released and barely pulled out a smile. It was like this forced smile, and his eyebrows and eyes were still warm and soft, like the spring breeze.

……

Just out of this place, Liu Weng will face to face.

Liu Weng has been in the palace for more than ten years. He has always been talking to people. At the moment, he meets Yan Beicheng, who is being recommended by his officials. His old face suddenly smiles like a chrysanthemum. "The old slave has seen his highness, Princess Yu."

Yan Beicheng no longer needed to camouflage in front of his eyes. His face was as cold as an ice sculpture. When he heard his speech, he just nodded slightly to show his forgiveness.

Only in the face of flowers on the street, his face will be soft down, will be that gentle and considerate, and always try to make her happy husband.

However, on the street flower is also the character of cold and few words, unless necessary, will not take the initiative to speak.

Liu Weng had never seen the appearance of Yanbei city before. He thought about it secretly in his heart, and his face was even more brilliant. "Your Highness, your majesty has instructed you to go to the Yangxin hall immediately."

At present, this is not good is the future of the new emperor, he naturally dare not neglect.

It's time to come.

Flowers on the street sigh in the heart, drooping eyes do not speak.

Yanbeicheng took the hand of the flower on the stranger, thin lips light enunciation, "the son Minister receives the decree."

Finish saying, then directly lead a stranger to spend, stride to leave.

Liu Weng looked at Yan Beicheng, who left in front of him, and sighed incomparably.

The world is changeable. Who would have thought that in the past he was the last son of emperor Baorong, but now he has become his most outstanding son. On the contrary, he is the candidate for the crown prince expected by the important officials.

……

When yanbeicheng and moshanghua arrived at the Yangxin hall, they saw the ministers kneeling in front of the hall.

Emperor Baorong was getting weaker and weaker. He had not gone to court for half a month. At this time, Yan cenxuan fell ill again. There were some methods in his hands, and he had already inquired about Yan cenxuan's condition. At this time, I'm afraid all the officials knew it.

So they all gathered here for one purpose.

That is to force Baorong emperor to establish a reserve.

This matter is of great significance. In addition to the top three officials in the court, even the officials of the fourth and fifth grades also knelt here.

Although it is autumn, the sun is full today, and at noon, the officials are wearing heavy official clothes and pipe caps. Naturally, they are extremely hot. They are sweating profusely, but they still refuse to leave.

Some of these may be true loyal officials, while others are people who are at the mercy of the wind, or want to seek some interests in them.

And the most let on the street flowers feel false, is kneeling in the head of the hundred officials Liu Bohan.

Hua qianliu tracked down the plot with General Chen for Liu Bohan. She knew it for a long time. Now she saw him kneeling here again and asked emperor Baorong to establish Yanbei city as the reserve. Isn't this a great irony?

It's ridiculous.

In my heart, I was disgusted. I just glanced at Liu Bohan with the rest of my light, and then I walked directly by without paying any attention to it.

Liu Bohan, however, did not know what mentality he was in. He raised his head and raised his voice: "Princess Yu, please stay."