"Come here, send Princess Zheng back to Huaihua palace. In these three days, you will stay in the palace. You will have a good introspection on your own, and remember what to say and what not to say later!" The king waved his hand, and directly sent concubine Zheng back, ignoring his concubine's crying.

When the news reached the South study of Donggong, it was nearly ten in the evening.

The prince was quite surprised at the appearance of the imperial garden.

The captain of the night Pavilion stood in front of the prince, with no smile on his cool face. He asked seriously, "Your Highness, do you want to deal with her?"

The prince waved and said, "follow her."

This kind of thing is not said twice, the biggest reaction is not that he is not the mother, but the father.

Every time this kind of rumor spreads to the eldest King's ear, he is furious, and he has to make an earth shaking killing all the people who spread the rumor.

Since in the end, it will only be a matter of dying without illness, ink lotus naturally does not bother to deal with it.

"How are the days in Xijiu city?"

"Very calm." "Since the wave of people were cleaned up a year ago, no one has been harassing Qiao's family ever since," said Meiye in a low voice

The prince put down the cup of tea in his hand and slightly hooked the corner of his lips.

"What else is the news?"

The voice of Meiye became calmer, "the day of the three clans gathering is officially set on August 14. Five sent representatives, personally went to three under the match paste, intend to join the three Jubi

The prince's Phoenix eyes brightened up immediately, as if they were glowing slightly.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" This message is much more useful than any of the previous one!

"The king is going to Qixia Valley to watch the battle." The voice of Meiye pauses slightly and says, "it's the place where the three religions gather and compare."

Then Meiye said in a rather serious voice, "before the king leaves, he should, according to the Convention, leave all state affairs to his highness!"

The prince's face was calm.

Meiye could not see the hint of half unhappiness from the prince's beautiful face.

However, he could feel the terrible mood of the prince. Ha ha, your highness must feel old and heartbroken

His Highness's voice must be: after a long time, he turned out to be a left behind child.

The prince reached out his hand and patted Meiye's shoulder. The voice was light. "Meiye."

"Subordinate." Meiye lowers his head. He will not tell his highness that he is secretly laughing in his heart.

"You said before, dark flower will take people to Huang Zongshan tomorrow to wipe out the dead puppets of that generation."

"Mm-hmm."

"You let the dark flower come back, tomorrow you go!" The prince got up and walked slowly to the outside of the study, leaving behind his bewildered classmates, who pondered this sentence dully.

Your highness? Isn't that too much?

"Your Highness, my subordinates are from the night Pavilion. Mainly responsible for the search and delivery of information Can you clarify the division of labor? No pit!

"Well?" The prince turned his head slightly in surprise. "What did you just say?"

Prince Ben thinks that the small punishment of exile is too small for you who dare to pass a knife in his heart. Should we think about any way to make it worse for you?

"Nothing, your highness." Meiyesec understands the eye prompt of his highness, kneels on one knee and nods obediently, "it's your highness! My subordinates will do it immediately. "

Prince Mo smiled as he watched his family escape from the window like a rabbit.

There are still two months, two months to see his face paralysis baby!

Don't worry, he will leave his father at home!

How can I be happy to see baby Qiao for such a terrible thing as prison state