Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

"Rogue and foolish king!" She hummed and rolled his eyes at him, but her lovely and delicate cheeks were already flushed.

The successful Yuwen Haoyu licked his lips in satisfaction, not afraid to die, and leaned over, and smiled in a low voice: "Linger's taste seems to be sweeter than before..."

"Rogue!"

Luo Ling lifted his foot and kicked his calf, Yuwen Haoyu dodged his eyes sharply, while taking advantage of Luo Ling's unbalanced lift, he hugged her again and trapped her in his arms, originally wanting to see Luo Ling panic Unexpectedly, Luo Ling stepped on his foot and hit his toe. Yuwen Haoyu suffered from pain, but before he could react, he was hit by another elbow on his stomach. Before he could cover his stomach with his hands, his nose Got hit again...

"A majestic king, licentious and immoral, how decent is he!"

Luo Ling put his hands on his hips, his bright black pupils were angry, but his voice obviously imitated the old-fashionedness of the queen mother.

"Ling'er, I..."

Yuwen Haoyu clutched his aching abdomen, with a look of regret, he almost forgot, his Linger is not a vegetarian, and being molested will naturally be repaired immediately.

"emperor."

Just when Yuwen Haoyu wanted to put on a pitiful old drama again, a guard walked in quickly and presented a letter, "Your Majesty, the speech officer Zhang Shaoliang, Mr. Zhang, is presenting a letter, please sign it yourself."

Hearing this, Luo Ling walked up quickly, and asked with a puzzled look: "Isn't Zhang Shaoliang not far from the palace? How could he write a letter here? What about others?"

"Go back to Empress, Mrs. Zhang seems to be in a hurry, and has already left the capital at full speed." The guard replied respectfully.

Yuwen Haoyu took the letter from him, and Luo Ling felt a little unbelievable when he heard that Zhang Shaoliang had left the capital. Even if there was something urgent, he would say goodbye to them first.

"What did you write?" Luo Ling leaned over to look at it.

Yuwen Haoyu spread out the letter paper, and there was only one sentence on it: Father is critically ill, come back to visit.

Luo Ling was slightly taken aback, looked at Yuwen Haoyu puzzled and said, "Zhang Shaoliang has a father? Isn't he an orphan?"

Shaking his head, Yuwen Haoyu folded the letter paper, put it back into the envelope with "The Emperor's Personal Invitation", and said to Luo Ling: "There is something that I didn't tell you. Zhang Shaoliang has a father. His Father, is my teacher, Mr. Cao, Cao Shichen in the Cao Mansion where we stayed at the beginning."

Luo Ling opened his eyes wide: "No way? Cao Shichen is... Zhang Shaoliang's father?"

Then, she was puzzled again, raised her hand and stroked her chin in thoughtful way: "Since it's his father, why doesn't he recognize him?"

"It's a long story, but since Shao Liang's letter said that Mr. Cao is critically ill, we can't just wait here until I send a few highly skilled imperial doctors to treat him and wait for Xi Lun's affairs. That's over, let's go see him again."

Hearing that he could leave the palace again, Luo Ling's eyes lit up immediately: "Shall we still go to Luonan?"

Seeing that Luo Ling was so happy when he heard that he was leaving the palace, Yuwen Haoyu felt a little guilty in his heart. Although Luo Ling never complained about anything, and never expressed his unhappiness while staying in the palace, Yuwen Haoyu knew that she She still likes the world outside the palace. Every plant, tree, and thing outside makes her heart flutter, but she is willing to give up everything and stay with him in this indifferent palace.

"Well, go and visit Mr. Cao." Yuwen Haoyu sighed softly.