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Chapter 322: Sorry to come in empty-handed

Tuanzi sat there, craning his neck to wait, and asked: "Where is Si Guo Guo? Is Si Guo Guo elbow ready?"

Lychee said quickly: "The fourth prince went to talk to the prince. He should not have left yet. The slave has already sent someone to invite the prince!"

Tuanzi nodded and waited eagerly.

Sheng Minglin was close and ran fast. He was the first to arrive. Prince Duan and the fourth prince also arrived in the same time.

Zhuzhu told them quickly.

Zhuzhu dreamed that Mr. Wang and the Seventh Prince were on a mountain. There were many very thin people next to them. There were guards in uniforms who were greeting them and queuing up for inspection.

Then a man suddenly cried out in pain and rolled down the slope. The seventh prince rushed to help him, but as soon as the man turned over, he slapped him on the lower abdomen.

The seventh prince suddenly flew up and fell to the ground. Then Master Wang rushed over, and the man fought with Master Wang again. Master Wang also flew away, and the man fought with other Jin Yiwei...

Zhuzhu was anxious to see the Seventh Prince, and then suddenly woke up.

The expressions of several people changed slightly and they exchanged several glances with each other.

Zhuzhu couldn't see the severity in her dream, but they could guess it.

Logically speaking, Zhuzhu should only be able to dream about state affairs now.

In other words, she can only dream about people who have a certain influence on the development of the country.

The seventh prince will probably achieve great things in the future, and Wang Shuzhi is also an extremely important confidant of the emperor. If Zhuzhu dreams about it, then at least they will be seriously injured, which will seriously affect their future career, or even worse.

Only beads can dream about it.

However, it may also be because Zhuzhu has been with Huo Chenzhao for a long time and can dream a little more.

Sheng Minglin asked anxiously: "What does that person look like?"

Tuanzi compared her hands: "He's white, has a thin mouth, and his eyelids are single. He always looks like that." She made a squinting look, and then drew a line on the inner corner of her eye: "If the eyelids are straight, they will become swollen. It’s not fierce, but Zhuzhu is less and less frightened.”

Sheng Minglin asked patiently: "How old is he?"

Tuanzi thought about it seriously: "It's about the same size as Qin Guo Guo and Si Guo Guo."

In other words, when he was in his twenties, Sheng Minglin asked again: "Are you thin?"

"Skinny," Tuanzi nodded: "Skinnier than Qin Guoguo."

Sheng Minglin asked again: "What color clothes are you wearing?"

Zhuzhu said: "There is no color!"

In other words, a plain robe of commoner color?

Prince Duan said, "I'll send someone to tell them."

The two nodded silently.

After putting Zhuzhu to sleep, Sheng Minglin and Sheng Minglin were no longer sleepy at all. They walked slowly out of Zeyuan.

The fourth prince said: "Don't worry, if you are prepared, just use poison."

"I know," Sheng Minglin said, "but I'm thinking that Seventh Brother's kung fu is really very good. Although I don't know Mr. Wang, he is the boss of Jin Yiwei, so his kung fu must be good. He's not that person." A combined enemy? Even a sneak attack is too outrageous, right? So I thought of a question, Mrs. Liao's kung fu is also extremely good, so do they know some special method? "

The fourth prince pondered for a moment: "It's very possible. Let Changmu Feierlou try to check."

Sheng Minglin said: "I will also look for opportunities to test it out."

In the future, if it is determined that a fake prince will be created, what will Han Jiujiu do if he does not know kung fu?Mrs. Liao must think of something, and they will definitely have a chance to get it by then.Sheng Minglin thought about it for a long time before sighing: "Forget it, let's go to bed. Can fourth brother sleep here?"

The fourth prince hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

The next morning, Zhuzhu woke up and still hadn't forgotten the dream, so she asked specifically about it, but even after telling her, she was still worried and had no energy in class.

When Lu Wuqi came over in the afternoon, Sheng Minglin mentioned it to him and told him about the news from Jinyiwei that there was someone who was also very good at martial arts. Then he described the man in Zhuzhu's dream.

Lu Wuqi said: "I'm surprised too! Didn't you see that I also wrote doubts above? The main reason is that the original leader was very good at martial arts, and his death was too coincidental. What should I say, just tell Mrs. Liao to kill him?" It’s as if the skill was stolen. But even if it was stolen, it’s not that powerful, right? Anyway, I felt strange, but I never found anything.”

He paused for a moment: "The person you are talking about should be the child of the former leader, named Han Gang. There is something wrong with that person's eyelids, as if he can't work hard, so he always feels like his eyes are droopy and lifeless. He seems to be squinting...but I really don’t know, his kung fu is also very good, is this news true?”

Sheng Minglin nodded: "It should be true."

Lu Wuqi said to himself: "I'll ask someone to check it carefully."

As he was talking, Zhuzhu came outside. Lu Wuqi perked up and immediately flew out to greet him. He said from a distance: "Little princess, little princess, I came to see you with my thoughts!"

Mind?

Tuanzi was a little curious, looking here and there, and then staring at his hands: "Xinxin, where is the debt?"

Lu Wuqi was just trying to be sweet, but when she asked this question, he was a little embarrassed to come to the door empty-handed: "Ah, little princess, the heart is what is in the heart, not a thing, just a meaning..."

He explained it to her in a confused manner.

Tuanzi raised her little fleshy face and listened blankly for a while, then she finally understood. Then her big eyes lit up: "It's what you want, it's expensive stuff that doesn't cost anything...isn't it?"

Lu Wuqi said quickly: "Precious, precious and expensive."

Tuanzi nodded suddenly, and was pushed open the door to the new world: "My heart, it doesn't cost money, it's precious and expensive, you can say whatever you want, you can say whatever you want, it will work," she gestured Be careful: "Anyway, no one else can see the emotional debt you send in your heart, right?"

Lu Wuqi always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't fault it: "Yes, yes?"

Tuanzi nodded: "Then when Zhuzhu comes to the palace, tell Uncle Huang that Zhuzhu has come with a heart as big as a mountain!"

Lu Wuqi: "..."

Sheng Minglin laughed and said: "Very good, Zhuzhu, just say that, and you can also tell Uncle Huang that this is what his little fanboy taught you."

Tuanzi nodded: "Yeah!"

Lu Wuqi: "..."

Little fanboy, you will understand what it means as soon as you hear it!
Lu Wuqi said: "No, no! Little princess, if you want something fun and delicious, I'll bring it to you tomorrow. Let's not do this, okay?"

Tuanzi is not that easy to fool. She tilted her head and thought for a while: "Is the intention a bad thing?"

"No, no," Lu Wuqi said hurriedly: "Of course my intention is good, but to give... just to send my thoughts to your uncle, it feels a bit insignificant. He is the emperor!"

Tuanzi raised his little face, confused: "But, in the past, you didn't even bring beads to him?"

Lu Wuqi: "..."

He scratched his head silently.

At this moment, an eagle's cry suddenly came from the sky. Lu Wuqi whistled and raised his arm. The eagle flew over and landed on his arm.

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in the afternoon
(End of this chapter)