Chapter 38：

Gu Yuanbai finished half a pot of tea, and the Cuju game outside was about to end. +++ The latest ranking of Tanmei novels: www.novelhall.com He slowly stood up on the stone table, the back of his hand was pale and pale with weak and pale veins, Gu Yuanbai coughed a few times and swung back to go up The former attendant: "Nothing gets in the way."

Hou Pingchang looked at him worriedly: "Holy Lord, your dragon body is first healed. Don't blow it out, you should treasure it."

Gu Yuanbai (gou) raised his lips. Although his body is sick and weak, his smile is full of vitality, "Ginseng, deer antler, tortoise shell, more than these, tiger bones, Ganoderma lucidum, Cordyceps sinensis... I see, the world is not People are more valuable than me."

"Hou Pingchang, no one in the whole world cherishes his life more than me," Gu Yuanbai said by himself, and smiled happily. "Although the medicinal materials are expensive, I still have to say that the taste is really not very good. Every time I took it, I wanted to throw a basket of licorice in it."

Pingchang Hou couldn’t help sighing in his heart that God’s will tricks people, the Holy God has been dormant for so many years, and the patience (sexual xing) is not the same as the city government, and the **** are so open-minded and hearty, why God must play tricks on this young emperor, must give How about such a dragged body?

He laughed a few times, and Wen Sheng said a few words with the emperor.

Soon, someone came to announce which side won and which side lost. Gu Yuanbai nodded as he listened and said, "Reward."

The chief guard glanced at the sky, and a few steps forward, he whispered to persuade Gu Yuanbai to return to the palace. The early dynasty of the Da Heng Dynasty was once every two days. Today, I just came to see the Cuju game when nothing happened. Gu Yuanbai originally wanted to turn around in the capital, but after persuading him, he dismissed this idea and left a few palace servants. Here, the guards boarded the carriage.

Pyeongchang Hou Gong sent his son to leave, and was about to take his son back to the house, but heard that his son was with the eldest son of the Hubu Shangshu who did not know where he was going. Pyeongchang Hou was startled, his anger rose again, and he returned alone with a calm face. Fuzhong.

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When the sky (color) was getting dark, the Pingchang Houfu ushered in the prince. Pingchang Hou had people waiting in the front yard. As soon as Li Yan just stepped into the house, he was called into the study by his father.

"After the Lord left today, I realized that you had left early," Pingchang Hou said angrily. "You dare to leave before the Lord has moved. You are so bold!"

Li Yan swallowed when he mentioned that the sage, he was afraid that he would be discovered, and said hurriedly: "Father, guess what I saw today? When I was playing on the street, I saw Xue Yuan's servant in the downtown area. The middle vertical horse is galloping, he is too arrogant!"

Hou Pingchang frowned: "Zhongma is busy? No, I have to write the book to the sage."

Li Yan quietly exited the study, and he was relieved when he returned to his room. He let everyone around him get out. The door was closed, the candle was lighted, and the warm scroll in his arms was spread flat on the table.

Privately hiding the picture scroll on the saint, this is a big deal of rebellion, how can Shengyan hide in the bedroom of a small elementary school so casually?

As Pyeongchang Hou Shizi, Li Yan naturally knew this truth. But he just couldn't control it. He always felt excited and excited in his heart. When he faced the sage, he felt scared and uneasy, but he wanted to look away from the sage, and he felt unwilling.