Chapter 623 (1/2)

Hua Meng frowned, looked at Pei Xingjian's calm manner and said, ”but your majesty has urged you to go back...”

”So what? The whereabouts of your highness are unknown. If I go back, how can I be worthy of your highness? Besides, it is impossible to judge whether this is the will of your majesty. ” Pei Xing thrifty rare hard gas once, three imperial edicts urge, did not let him move back to Chang'an mind.

What's more, I'd rather stay here and be quiet.

After the rectification of Xingyang, Zhengzhou and Dengfeng, some officials in Luoyang have already disagreed with him. Such a bold and vigorous style is completely the same as the prince's highness, which reveals his Royal Highness's brand everywhere.

”Don't worry. As long as you find your highness, you won't be guilty. Besides, your highness will not blame you. Your majesty and the queen, don't you believe that your Highness has been killed? Don't you have faith in your highness? ” Pei Xingjian continued to comfort a few people in the pawnshop and could not help shaking his head and sighing.

When she heard that she told her all this, her daughter cried like a tearful child, saying that if her highness did not come back, she would imitate Meng Jiangnu in Her Highness's story and plan to tear down the Great Wall.

”Maidservant and stung should not Your highness, who should not have left. ” The cheetah and the grain of grain are covered with blood in their eyes. During this time, they came from Dengfeng and along the Song Mountain, but there was no sign of their highness.

”I don't blame you for this. Your Highness has his intention to let you do this. Besides, if you didn't run out, Wei Tuqi was bitten by the pursuers. When we got the news in Luoyang, we might have to spend several days at night.” This time, your highness Pei Jian sighed.

Now it has disappeared for more than a month. People in the court are in a state of panic. It has even been rumored that some courtiers intend to meet his majesty and ask his majesty to make king Pei the crown prince after the marriage of King Pei and the Prince Li Hong still has no news.

Now although he seems not anxious on the surface, he seems very calm, but in fact he is very anxious.

King Pei's wedding is around the corner. If you can't find your royal highness, the voice will grow louder and louder after the wedding.

However, the good thing is that most of the people who believe that the prince's Royal Highness is in peace are still the majority in the whole court, just some people who have ulterior motives and are bewitched are secretly shouting in the corner.

Even Pei Xingjian had to admire Li Hong when he thought of this. This time he went south, as if he had expected that there would be an accident. He had already replaced the left and right pushe of Shangshu province and Zhongshu province with his own people.

Even gexiyuan and shizangjie, who are the guardians of Andong capital, don't know why. Suddenly, they support his royal highness in Anton.

The two men's voices not only surprised Li Zhi and Wu Mei, but also surprised Li Xian, who was preparing to get married.

What worries Pei Wang Li Xian even more is that Li Zhe, who has been spending nearly a year in Li Hong's futu camp, has shown his interest in cloud everywhere. This makes him worry about whether he will be robbed by Li Zhe, who has been in the Fudu camp for nearly a year.

In Luoyang palace, the setting sun lengthens the shadow of all the magnificent buildings. Under the golden yellow cover, the whole palace looks peaceful and peaceful.

Li Lingyue's small face is excited, and Li Zhi leads her to Wumei's palace.

”My son Li Lingyue met his mother.” Before people arrive, voice comes first, the template of Xiao Li Hong.

Wu Mei sighs helplessly, looks at the size of the door and shakes her head. This period of time, her majesty is more and more doting on Li Lingyue, who is almost lawless.

”Where are you today? Is chaotang the place you can go? It's getting worse and worse. ” Wu Meibai flattered herself, showing a smiling face over Li Lingyue, feigning anger.

”Ah, my father and my mother have written poems and Fu again. It's so powerful that it's even more powerful than the emperor and brother.” Li Lingyue looked at Wu Mei, a piece of white rice paper, neatly wrote a poem, and immediately made a fuss.

Li Zhi followed Li Lingyue with a smile and said, ”if you have the talent of your mother in the future, my father will be more happy.”

”Isn't that more talented than your brother? Will the emperor be unhappy and jealous of his son's ministers? ” Li Lingyue tilted her head and secretly touted Wu Mei Tao.

”You little mouth How can you talk like this, little head melon son, all day long thinking about you. ” Li Wu said, no longer in the face of Li Wu's face.