Walking aimlessly under the moonlight alone, Uncle Fu was worried, and followed behind with a group of guards from a distance, but he didn't dare to get too close, for fear of disturbing Xuanyuan Che's thoughts.

He looked up at the sky, and there was a trace of silver in the hair behind him. He hadn't seen Qianqian for many years, and the capital had already changed. He wondered if she would be able to find the way home accurately after she came back.

What kind of environment is she in now?

That day in Baili Mountain Villa, I saw Yelu Prince with my own eyes. I don't know how his character is, and he treats him so shallowly that he doesn't seem to be pretending to be close.

The daughter who was lost since childhood returned to him again, Lord Yelu will definitely take good care of her, at least there is no need to worry about Qianqian's safety, but is she happy?

Right now, the war between Dongyi and Daliao is imminent, and Qianqian will only be able to choose one side at that time. How will she face such a complicated situation?

Or, peace is the best solution. Otherwise, I will first send a special envoy to negotiate with the emperor of Daliao and ask for peace. I hope that the royal family of Daliao will put the world|world|people first and give up killing.

Having made up his mind, now that there is some hope, Xuanyuan Che unknowingly sees a less sad expression.

Uncle Fu bent down, watching Xuanyuan Che's face turn from cloudy to sunny, and he himself smiled happily, with a look of joy on his face.

Xuanyuan Che couldn't help asking curiously: "What are you happy about?"

Uncle Fu was very simple and honest, and said: "I don't know, seeing the emperor is so happy, I am not consciously happy."

Uncle Fu has followed him for most of his life, ups and downs, and has always been loyal. Xuanyuan Che doesn't say it on the face, but he is very grateful in his heart.

"Fu Bo, are you in your fifties this year?"

"If you go back to the emperor, the younger one will be exactly 54 years old this year."

Xuanyuan Che let out a casual "Oh" and asked again: "Then you must have been in Xuanyuan Palace for forty years?"

Uncle Fu's face was full of pride, and he replied respectfully and sacredly: "Your Majesty, it has been 41 years and three months since I have been blessed by Xuanyuan Palace."

"Oh!" Xuanyuan Che faced the night sky, and the satin and silk robe on his body was about to slip off. Uncle Fu hurriedly stretched out his hand to tidy it up, and then put his hands aside respectfully.

"Time flies."

Fu Bo repeatedly nodded in agreement, Xuanyuan Che didn't say anything more, and walked into the hall with his hands behind his back.

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On the morning of the next day, Xuanyuan Che brought up his thoughts, which immediately caused an uproar.It has been a long time since Daliao took the initiative to launch an attack on Dongyi, and the hatred between the two countries has deepened. Even the common people hate Daliao. Under such sensitive conditions, they took the initiative to propose peace , seems to be detrimental to the country's prestige.

The new prime minister, Pan Yueshen, is a highly respected literati who used to be a magistrate. The most obvious feature is that he has a clean sleeve and dares to plead for the people. Because he is too rigid, he is not pleasing in the officialdom.In order to reorganize Gang Ji, Xuanyuan Che deliberately visited the thatched cottage three times, and applied for Pan Yue, who was almost 50 years old, to leave the mountain and become the prime minister.

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