v7 Chapter 687： Zhang Dan

Xing Xing's face was stiff, and he said with a deep voice, "The incident of Gu Lun's entrance into the Lu Mansion must not be hidden from the eyes of a caring person. If he dies in the Lu Mansion, it will worsen the situation of the Lu Mansion.

"Uncle thought, can my uncle's family be worse off now? If Her Majesty does not have the evidence, it will not be so heavy. Now that Her Majesty has the evidence, why should we continue to cover our ears and steal the bell. If Gulun leaves and leaves Enemy opponents attacked my uncle's family in this way, even if His Majesty was willing to leave things alone, he would not punish my uncle too severely. If the evidence is conclusive, I can't hide it. In this case, it is naturally the best choice to remove this hidden danger cleanly. "

璋 澹 Calm and calm, slowly speaking.

"Well, since they have already been killed, there is no need to continue the discussion." Qi Long whispered, and Xing Xing and Xun both kept silent at the same time. They had awe in the heart of the Xun family owner.

"Since the father will let Gu Lun leave, he must have received enough important news from him, so please ask my father to tell me exactly how Lu Lin died?" He slightly lowered, and there was a flash of murder in the bottom of his eyes.

Qi Long was slightly silent before he nodded. "If there is no accident, the death of Qi Lin is related to Rong Guo's envoy Qing Yungong Xiao Chen. But at this moment you have been imprisoned by your Majesty, my uncle's family is on the cusp and there must be no more Other actions. Even if you have any calculations in your heart, it must not be at this time. Do you understand what I mean? "

"Xiao Chen." Wu groaned and remembered the name. At this moment, he said respectfully and saluting, "Master Father, don't worry, I don't know how to do it, please rest assured."

"Farewell."

Yu Luo turned away, walked to the door and suddenly stopped, slowly speaking, "This time, my aunt is a little too much. Although my aunt's family has today's status because of her aunt, her family is not attached to her aunt. In the future If you still have this kind of decision, please also ask my father to be cautious and not to drag my uncle into the abyss ... and I want to get rid of His Majesty's ban as soon as possible. Maybe Pu Lin is not valued by his father and his aunt. But he is the brother of my father and mother, and I will not let him strangle him. "

Whispering opened the door of the room, and Ang strode away, with a deep pain in his eyes.

His mother was a niece of the uncle's family. Occasionally a night of joy, the brothers of the uncle and the uncle were born. As a child, the two brothers and their mother depended on each other, and they were bullied by everyone in that small courtyard. Because the mother is not favored, neither of their brothers should be taken seriously by their father. On that rainy night, his mother wept and died. Although everyone said that the mother died because of a depressed heart, I knew that the mother was killed because the woman was bullied. When the mother reached out and stopped, she accidentally pushed her father's pet . It wasn't until the internal test of the family that the two of them showed their strong talents for cultivation. Then they gradually emerged and gained their status today. Although the pet and her son were both killed by the cricket, he had a grudge against him. Because in his view, if there is no willful act of Xun Lin, the mother will not be killed. Perhaps because of guilt in his heart, Lin Lin's heart became somber and fierce that he did not like it. So over the years, he has been rather cold to this younger brother.

But no matter what, Lin Lin is his brother and the closest person in the world. Thinking about the childhood, the two were in that small courtyard, around the mother's knees, listening to her telling stories ...

Raising, pressing down the sourness in my heart.

"Yu Lin, I will take revenge on you."

A low groan sounded in his heart, echoing for a long time.

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Ceremony.

The Dayan Dynasty was prosperous, and the officials ruled Qingming. Although there was still no clear cure for the phenomenon of deductions, no one dared to make an idea on the envoys of the dependent countries. Otherwise, once it is broken into your ear, it is naturally inevitable.

After entering the courtyard with the monks of the Ministry of Rites, Xiao Chen was courteously housed in a flower hall. A row of bungalows were not far away. Many Ritual monks hurriedly walked in and out of each room. This is the place where the Ministry of Rites counts the tribute gifts of the affiliated countries, because to be delivered to the Emperor Yan, one must be careful and carefully checked before they can be customized to be delivered to the palace. Once established, it must not be modified.

"The tributes are presented in two copies. Please ask the envoys to submit one of them to the tributary. After the review, please ask the envoys to confirm."

Xiao Chen was clear about the tribute process. He nodded at the moment, flashed aura in his hand, and took out a purple jade jade and a storage ring. "The gift list and the tribute are all here."

The monk in brown took it with both hands. "Let the minister be less." Yu Luo turned and hurriedly walked into the row of bungalows. Suddenly, dozens of officials of the Ministry of Rites were drawn out and began to check the tributes of Rong Guo.

Xiao Chen leaned on the back of her chair, and her maidservant offered her tea and exquisite cakes, and then retreated. Tribute ceremonies must be checked with no surprises. It takes a lot of time to be careful, and naturally, countries should not be allowed to die.

After the tribute is reviewed, the mission can temporarily cultivate in Jidu for a while. It will not be until the period of the Dachao Conference that the Emperor Yan will sacrifice and declare envoys of various countries to enter the palace and hold a grand banquet.

But before that, Cheng Cheng may have been called into the palace by the Emperor Yan ... Xiao Chen sighed slightly. If Cheng Cheng chose to leave that day, although she would take great risks, Xiao Chen would also send her away from the mission. Get rid of the fate now.

But Chengcheng chose to refuse, and she had very good reasons. She didn't want to affect Xiao Chen because she had dragged him down a lot.

Xiao Chen was not sure whether it would be good or harming her to do so. Once the matter is revealed, not only will he have to withstand the anger of Yan Huang, but Chengcheng will also be unable to escape the hunt.

Therefore, after weighing, Xiao Chen finally chose to recognize the sincerity decision.

Maybe she was right. Entering the Yan Palace, with the Emperor's emphasis on her, may not be able to achieve honorable status. Maybe one day she will forget her present suffering and find her own happiness in the Yan Palace.

Xiao Chen shook her head slightly, suppressing the waves in her heart.

After entering Jidu, things have become a foregone conclusion, and as such, there is no need to continue thinking. He also fulfilled his promise and delivered Chengcheng to Jidu in good faith. In the future, what is his fate, how can he not control himself and how to interfere with others.

Everything depends on her own fortune.

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The pilgrimage palace, the blue and white border, the blue and white in the garden, the fragrance is brilliant, and the floral fragrance is faint and lingering around the nose. The stretch of sea of ​​flowers could not reach the end at a glance, and tossed in the wind, giving rise to layers of waves.

The exquisite and elegant courtyard is scattered in the sea of ​​flowers, connected by gravel paths, seemingly cluttered, but has other fun.

Upstairs in the small wooden building, Chengcheng sat on the platform in front of the window, folded his hands on his knees, and looked at the blue sea of ​​flowers slightly.

The breeze blew, messing her with blue hair.

The woman waved her hand slightly, and served the maidservant on the side at the same time to gather her salute, respectfully stepped back and turned away. Upstairs in the small building, only she and the girl were left.

Holding up the prepared soup medicine, the woman said gently, "Madam, you should take medicine."

Cheng Cheng nodded his head, reached over the medicine bowl, took a sip, frowned slightly, and whispered, "Aunt Yun, this medicine is bitter."

The woman was silent, "I have put the agar paste in the medicinal sauce according to the taste of the lady. It may not be the medicinal sauce but the heart of the lady."