Chapter 702 (1/2)

For a moment, only imperial concubine Li, Shi Fuqiu and Xiao Yanjun were left in the pavilion.

”Empress, are you going into the palace?” Shi Fuqiu looked worried when she mentioned that she would meet her younger generation for a while.

Aren't all the younger generation gathered in the imperial city?

LifeI gently shook her head, but she didn't intend to continue to talk nonsense with him. She stretched out her hand and hung it in the air. Lian Yan had cleverly walked around from the side and raised her arm for her to help.

Shi Fuqiu and Xiao Yanjun watched her graceful and unparalleled back. They didn't take back their eyes until they disappeared into the account.

”Uncle, can we still succeed in this great cause?” Xiao Yanjun was uneasy. She couldn't find comfort there, so she looked at Shi Fuqiu with expectation.

They can't attack the palace, and the Mongolian army is about to attack. At present, the situation is so serious that he doesn't understand why Princess Li can be so calm.

”If your mother doesn't have any plans, we can't. We'll fight back all the way and become king in the new city.” Shi Fuqiu intended to comfort Xiao Yanjun. However, after his words, Xiao Yanjun looked at him strangely and left.

If Xiao Yanjun just wants to crack the earth and seal the king, does he still need to rebel?

He was already respected as king Yu. He went to the emperor for a fief in the name of odeng gerile, aiming at the weight of the marriage between the two countries. It was not where he wanted.

At present, his reputation is gone, so is the identity of Yu king in the state of Xiao, and the identity of the crown prince is not recognized. You have to follow Shi Jiajun who came back from a long way and fight back from a long way?

It's better to stab him directly. It's a pleasure to come.

Shi Fuqiu stood alone in the Shili Pavilion. He didn't know what was wrong with what he just said. For him, there was no way.

Is it hard, waiting to be caught?

Twilight is everywhere, and the lights are on.

The long street was full of people. Chang'an, which had been lonely for many days, is now lively again.

Most people are repairing their houses, and those with little loss have gone out of the street and started business.

The lights in the corners of the streets finally came on again in the night.

Occasionally, when the wind comes, the candles tremble slightly, and the lights of the whole Chang'an seem to flow in the wind, bright and dark. They fluctuate like water waves along the direction of the wind, covering the whole Chang'an city.

At the beginning of summer, the four people with dignified faces went out of the gate of the palace. Jie Wu waited there and met them when they saw their bodies.

Jiewu respectfully saluted the four of them and said, ”the childe said that all the mansions are damaged. If you don't go to Mingxiang garden for a meal, it's well prepared and it's convenient for you to discuss business together.”

At the beginning of the summer, it was originally intended to take general Zhao to the Hou's house to live. Indeed, the mansions in Chang'an City were damaged. The garrison searched them one by one, and only king Mo's house and Hou's house survived.

At present, I see that Bingwen is well arranged in Mingxiang garden. After thinking about it, I invited old general Zhao together.

In fact, among the four of them, except the Marquis, the other three made plans to go out of Beijing all night. At the invitation of early summer, they had a practical meal together.

The four got on Jiewu's carriage together. At the beginning of summer, they suddenly remembered aodengge rile in Ci'an palace, and asked old general Zhao, ”Grandpa, what do you mean by letting Ravens protect the Mongolian princess's life?”

”I almost forgot about it.” Old general Zhao patted his thigh, stopped the carriage, leaned out his head and gave a few orders to the driver.

When he took back his head from the window, the three looked at him together, and the Marquis still covered his thigh and hummed.