After wearing the book, I was pampered by Master Guoshi!

After hearing what Mu Haichuan said, Wen Renjing also had some thoughts. He didn't expect him to use so many methods to restore Nanxia. He is indeed a good monarch, but she couldn't learn this method in her life.

The best solution right now is peace talks. The people can't stand the pain of the war. The south is already stable, and the people's life is not easy. If there is a war, it will be the people who will suffer. If you don't fight this war, don't fight it. Live a good life However, what a ghost fight.

"I and the Regent will carefully consider this matter." She whispered, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and said: "General Mu will come to Tianqi City for many years, and visit Tianqi City on New Year's Day, so you don't have to worry about the affairs of the court. gone."

Mu Haichuan frowned, and answered after a long while, "Yes."

Wen Renjing knew that she was full of displeasure when she left, but she really wanted to reach an agreement with Ji Shaoyu, so that unnecessary wars could be eliminated.

Perhaps because of being a modern person, she feels that it is better to be safe and sound, and nothing is more important than life.

"Your Majesty." The black figure quietly fell into the hall.

Youci was dressed in a black robe, his hands were slightly arched, a layer of cold mist was condensed in his eyes, and his face sank half a bit.

Looking up at Wen Renjing, his eyes were full of ink, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty wants to investigate the matter of the saint, but my subordinates are not effective and have not found any clues yet."

"It's just that someone once saw the saint in a song and dance building in the east of the city, and she disappeared that day."

People seem to have disappeared out of thin air, and there is no woman to be found in this huge Tianqi City.

"Where will this holy girl go!" Wen Renjing frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubts.

After a while, she said: "It's better to leave this matter to me. You don't have to be so dedicated to your work now that it's the New Year's Eve. Young people just play around."

After finishing speaking, You Ci bowed his head and remained silent.

Wen Renjing seemed to realize that the people around her didn't have any family members, so she stuffed the red envelope she had prepared into his hand, "Take it, and treat it as a New Year's gift from me."

He was a little flattered, this was the first red envelope he had received in so many years.

"Don't be moved. You Ci will give you a few days off. I will ask the national teacher to have a look. A living person can't disappear out of thin air." She rubbed her head and said casually.

Although Qu Yimian is a saint, she is not so noisy when she is not in the palace, and no one will pester the national teacher, just hope she is safe.

It is also very important to calculate this matter, because no one in the court knows about the disappearance of the saint.

"Accompany me for a walk, to the Saintess Palace." She ordered lightly.

The two of them quickly came to the hall of the saint, and the two personal maidservants had been trapped in the hall. It was a thrill to finally see the emperor at this time.

"I have seen His Majesty the Emperor." The two maidservants knelt down and saluted.

Wen Renjing took the main seat slowly, with a faint smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes, "Speak, I heard that you are arguing to see me."

Standing beside you was Youci, with a silver mask on his face, and a cold air radiating from his whole body.

Lan Ran Lan Qi tremblingly opened the distance, and then replied in a low voice: "Going back to Your Majesty, it has been a long time, and the saint has not returned yet. A letter from Beihuang said that an envoy will be sent to pick up the saint."

"The envoy is the master of the saint. If you come like an adult, then we..."

Lan Qi sobbed in a low voice. They were just accompanying them, and they lost the saint. If that person came, they would have to pay for their lives.

"My lord?" Wen Renjing raised his eyebrows slightly, curious about this person he had never heard of.

Looking at the two who were sobbing softly, she held her forehead and said: "I will deal with this matter myself, and please stay in the hall obediently in the next few days and don't move around. I will find what the saint said."

In the setting sun, the shadows of the two were stretched up, and the unmelted snow was scattered on the trees and the ground, and the white area seemed to be covered with a soft veil.

Youci, who was behind Wen Renjing, didn't say a word, and followed her step by step, with a little hesitation on his stern face.

So he asked slowly, "Your Majesty, are you going to Ziyuan?"

Wen Renjing stopped, showed a serious expression, and patted him on the shoulder, "You Ci, I think it's time for you to get married. Remember to tell me if you have a girl you like, and I will make the decision for you."

With a serious expression on his face, his hands are still stretched out high, because the other party is really too tall, this appearance has to be admired at all costs.

As a "man", she loves her too much, and Fei Mu Haichuan always looks at him with perverted eyebrows, looking too skinny, so she thought about it and touched her arm, it was indeed too skinny.

You Ci was a little confused, so he watched her move, and when the other party touched his arm, his heart was shocked.

But he never moved away from her, but whispered: "Your Majesty, I don't want to get married."

He only hopes to help her and protect her safety, although sometimes the national teacher is more powerful.

"It's okay, I will help you when you think about it." She said with a smile.

For some reason, she felt a chill all over, Youci's head was already lowered, and those beautiful eyes looked behind her with some scrutiny.

"Master." He said softly.

Wen Renjing shuddered, and it was indeed him, so he carefully let go of Youci's arm, and put on a flattering smile.

Holding the corner of his clothes, his eyes were very clear, and he looked up at the cold Rong Chen, "What a coincidence, the national teacher, I am planning to go to Ziyuan to find you!"

"Subordinates retire."

"You go back first."

After the man left, Wen Renjing took a step forward and grabbed his sleeve, and silent Rong Chen pulled her over.

The resentful voice suddenly said: "Your Majesty really lived among thousands of flowers."

She pursed the corners of her lips lightly, and her fair face was slightly playful, hooking his jaw, "So the national teacher is jealous?"

"Just now I just touched it but didn't mess around. I only treat the national teacher contemptuously. I'm another man."

His eyeballs kept rolling, and he couldn't think of any good words for a while.

It's as if he's been caught, that's right, he's been caught.

Immediately changed the subject, "I was going to find the teacher about the saint. There was a trace of the saint in the song and dance building in the west of the city. I suspect that this matter is related to monsters, so I ask the teacher for help."

The girl's hair caught the corner of his clothes, and a faint fragrance fell into his nostrils. The distance between the two was very close.

It is very conspicuous on this road leading to Ziyuan, but no one dares to come in this direction on weekdays. It is Wen Renjing who is possessive, and the people in the palace know about the two of them, and no one dares to come. Dare to make mistakes.

He suddenly lowered his head, leaned very close, gestured to the side of his face, Wen Renjing held his breath, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

The movement was very quick, and her face turned red in an instant.