Traitor

Chapter 161 Master Zhao "is sick"

Mu Baili was still standing there, his purple robe fluttering in the wind.When Zhao Wuyou turned his head to look at him, he could only see his extremely good-looking side face. Although it was hidden under the heavy ink, he could still feel the clarity under the moonlight that night.

Zhao Wuyou narrowed his eyes and came back to his senses, and laughed to himself, what kind of demon is this?
Little did he know that the moment she closed her eyes, he also looked back at her, and then the corners of his lips slightly raised an arc that was not easy to detect.People's subconscious reaction is often the existence you care about.

Through a thin layer of rain and fog, Zhao Wuyou looked at his father, who hurriedly walked over.With the king in front, he naturally has to be modest and prudent, just like how he educated her since she was a child.

Jun, always be you.

If you rely on favors and pride, sooner or later, this leader will be taken away.

Although Zhao Song is over half a hundred years old, he is still in good health.Dressed in official uniform, he knelt down in front of the emperor in front of civil and military officials, holding a scepter and shouting long live.

In an instant, all civil and military officials knelt down and echoed in unison, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The emperor is of course happy. You have been on a mission to neighboring countries for so long, and you have not been proud of your favor after you came back. Naturally, you are a good and loyal minister of mine.Immediately stepped forward to help Zhao Song personally, "Prime Minister, get up quickly." Then he said, "Everyone loves you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhao Song stood up.

Zhao Wuyou stepped forward respectfully and bowed to his father, "I wish my father a return."

Zhao Song let out a long breath, and patted Zhao Wuyou's shoulder, "Wuyou's words are wrong. This is the emperor's great grace, which can protect my mission to return safely." After speaking, he bowed to the emperor again, " Long live my emperor."

"Your prime minister has worked hard!" The emperor was very happy, "Tonight, a banquet will be held in the palace to welcome the prime minister."

Zhao Song burst into tears of gratitude, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

Then the emperor paused again, "Why don't you see King Qi You come back?"

Hearing this, everyone was also taken aback, this king Qi You is the youngest son of the late emperor, he is siblings with our emperor, and they had the best relationship that year.It's just that they went together, why didn't they come back together?
"If you want to go back to the emperor, His Royal Highness Qi You caught wind and cold on the way, so he had to stop and rest. Your Highness was afraid that the emperor would be anxious, so he asked the humble minister to return to the court first." At this point, Zhao Song knelt down and saluted, "My humble minister I am not doing well, please forgive me, the emperor."

"Don't blame it, don't blame it!" said the emperor, "Get up! My younger brother is used to wandering around, maybe he doesn't want to go back to the court."

Having said that, everyone fell silent.

The emperor sighed softly, "How about this, let Zhao Xiaoaiqing go there when the weather is better."

"Yes!" Zhao Song saluted.

Zhao Wuyou bowed his head and bowed, "I obey the order!"

Then along the way, Zhao Wuyou bowed his head respectfully all the time, the emperor only talked about what he saw and heard along the way with Zhao Song, and all civil and military officials ignored him, everyone became nothing.One can imagine how favored the prime minister is in front of the emperor.

Even Mu Baili at the side was just a foil, silently following the emperor back to the palace.

Zhao Wuyou couldn't get in the way, the two monarchs and his ministers had a very happy conversation, who would dare to disturb them?

After entering the Golden Luan Hall, the emperor boarded the red gold dragon chair, and this scene came to an end after a happy conversation.Zhao Wuyou and Mu Baili are separated on both sides, it looks like the Chu River Han boundary, one is at the other end and the other is at this end.

There are thousands of mountains and rivers in the middle, and it is difficult to fill the ravine that cannot be crossed.

When shouting long live, how many people are sincere?The emperor was so high above that he couldn't see Mount Tai with a blind eye, so he was just a puppet at the mercy of others!
After exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Song presented the letter from the king of the neighboring country to the king in front of all the officials.

Zhao Wuyou kept her head down, she was not interested in these matters, not to mention that her father didn't let her intervene in these matters, so she had to clean herself up and never get involved.

But at the end, Zhao Song said, "Your Majesty Qi Zuo, Emperor Wutuo is willing to make a contract with me in Daye, and we will be friends forever."

The emperor was very satisfied, thinking that there are a lot of talents in Daye, and the king, sage and courtiers are loyal, it really is a good sign of the prosperity of the country and the surrender of the world.Clearing his throat, the emperor said with a smile, "Thanks to the hard work of the prime minister, he went to Utuo, so that the country and the people are peaceful today."

"Your Majesty, now Utuo Kingdom wants to make peace with Da Qi. This Da Qi has experienced the calamity of the Great Yin, and now his foundation is not stable. If we show our friendship now, and if we really have a war with Huang Lan in the future, we can have a good relationship." Border security." Zhao Song bowed his head.

The emperor was right when he thought about it, now that Huanglan is ready to move, maybe there will be a war.If it weren't for this, the affairs in the harem would have been enough for the queen to drink a pot, so why even the emperor is taboo.

General Li is guarding the border now, and what he is guarding against is the wild waves, so the emperor simply did not pursue the empress's matter this time.And no matter who killed the emperor's heir, after all, the world is the most important thing.

"What the prime minister said is very true. I have to carefully consider the relationship with Daqi." The emperor can't make a hasty decision, otherwise the ministers will still treat you as the emperor, it's too easy to talk, so the king has to keep his head in the face of emergencies. means of long-term thinking.

After some discussion, nothing came of it.In addition to singing praises and praises, in the end, Zhao Wuyou was also found a job, asking her to go to Liyang City in Fuzhou early in the morning to bring Qi You Wang Xiao Rong back.

Liyang City is two or three days' journey away from the capital, Zhao Wuyou bowed his head in gratitude.

The emperor's order is like a mountain, and she cannot rely on her father's meritorious deeds to resist and refuse to obey.

Fortunately, her father is back, which means that her medicine is not a problem, just bring more medicine on the road.These days, my injuries have been healed in sevens and eighties. It's strange to say that it seems that the chance of getting sick is less.

Earlier, she thought that if she ran out of medicine, she would not be able to carry her father back, but now she realized that she was worrying too much.

After the court, the emperor asked Zhao Song to go back to the mansion for a while to rest, and wait until the dinner time to enter the palace to talk.

Zhao Wuyou followed behind his father silently, trying his best to be respectful and careful.

"I'm going to the cabinet for my father, you go back to the prime minister's residence and wait." Zhao Song glanced at his daughter.

Zhao Wuyou bowed his head, "Yes!"

"You look pretty good." Zhao Song stared at her, "Have you finished taking the medicine?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Wuyou bowed, "Returning to father, Wuyou has finished taking the medicine left by father." There was no response from the top for a long time, and Zhao Wuyou didn't dare to say anything more.

After a long time, Zhao Song calmly said, "I will let Chen Ping refine the medicine as soon as possible, you go back and wait!"

"Yes!" Zhao Wuyou nodded.

"Raise your head!" Zhao Song said.

Zhao Wuyou straightened up slowly and looked at his father in front of him. He was over fifty years old, but he was full of energy, with a slightly blond beard intertwined with those cold eyes, showing a sense of majesty and coldness.

Apart from facing the emperor, Zhao Song seldom smiled, and there was very little emotion on this faceless face.

Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, Zhao Wuyou has maintained a respectful and humble obedience to his father, as gentle as a cat.But Zhao Song knew very well in his heart that this girl was just a lion with its claws held back, and her fighting power was no less than that of any courtier in the court.

That's why when he left the capital, he would hand over the government affairs to her with confidence.

"Father!" She finally called out in a low voice.

Zhao Song patted his daughter on the shoulder with relief, "Dad is not in Beijing these days, you have worked really hard, I have something to ask you when I get back."

"Yes!" Zhao Wuyou pursed his lips and left.

Looking at the back of his father leaving, Zhao Wuyou stood there for a long time with his eyes closed, then turned and left.Walking on the long palace road, Zhao Wuyou's face was slightly gloomy, thinking about something in his heart.

Dad said he wanted to ask her something.

If you want to come to ask Mu Baili about the canonization of Nine Thousand Years, right?The Xia family is no longer able to support Ah Dou, this battle was fought pretty well, so if you count it as a whole, the merits and demerits even outweigh each other.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuyou felt relieved.

As soon as he reached the corner, Zhao Wuyou had no time to react, and was dragged into the corner by someone covering his mouth.Behind her was the familiar warmth, she frowned, and immediately bit his tiger's mouth.

Mu Baili didn't hold back, but just looked at her quietly and helplessly, "Dog?"

"This is the imperial palace, how can you be so presumptuous!" She broke free and hurriedly arranged her clothes, so as not to be seen by others.

Mu Baili looked at her meaningfully as his bony hand stretched out in front of her.

Zhao Wuyou frowned, quickly looked around, and made sure that no one was there, then reached out and gently stroked the tooth marks on the back of his hand, and spit secretly, "Pretentious!"

He said, "Whoever bites will heal."

"I'm going out of the palace to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Daddy will definitely ask about you. I will tell the truth. You can figure it out!" Her words were extremely ruthless, as if she didn't even have the slightest intention to cover up for him .

She was not a passionate person, but when it came to him, she felt a little insincere.However, there are many things in this world that cannot be solved by just saying insincerely.Feeling insincere, involuntary.

But when things make people.

Mu Baili smiled and said, "Is this your release?"

"Then what should I do? Who is my father, and this is not the first time you have met him. He will know what he needs to know. If I hide it, I will be the one who suffers." Zhao Wuyou let out a long breath and looked up. Stepping out, "In the future, don't make contact in the palace again, so as not to be seen by others. By then, not only you, but even I will be unable to eat and walk around."

This word, Mu Baili believed.

He didn't say much, just stuffed a bone flute into her hand, "Don't feed the dog this time." After saying that, he left without looking back, as if the person who treated him tenderly just now was not him myself.

Zhao Wuyou was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously squeezed the white jade bone flute in his palm.

She gave him the jade flute, and he gave her the bone flute back. It's really reciprocal, but it's nothing new.She pouted, but this time she really didn't intend to feed the dog again.Carefully putting it in the sleeve, Zhao Wuyou walked towards the outside of the palace.

Outside the palace gate, Yunzheng and Xi Mo were already guarding the carriage, Zhao Wuyou watched the Dongchang motorcade not far away, and finally got on the carriage with his eyes closed.At the intersection, Yunzheng got out of the carriage, and Zhao Wuyou asked her to go to Rumoxuan to buy some high-quality Hui ink.

Xi Mo Ning raised his eyebrows, "Young master, should you let Yunzheng go alone?"

Zhao Wuyou frowned in the car, "She is used to knowing my habits, so she can't make a mistake."

"Yes!" Xi Mo bowed his head.

The carriage headed towards the prime minister's mansion, and Yunzheng quickly entered Rumoxuan.

The boss of Rumoxuan knew Yunzheng, the personal maid of the Minister of Rites, who came here every month to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones for the Shangshu Mansion.Seeing Yunzheng coming in, the boss stepped forward with a smile, "Miss Yunzheng."

Yunzheng nodded with a smile, "Master, I heard that you have a new batch of Hui ink here, so let me come and have a look."

"High-quality Huimo, a batch of good materials just released." The boss led Yunzheng to the back hall graciously, "I dare not give it to ordinary people, but Miss Yunzheng is a regular customer here. You can't hide anything good!"

"I'll pick it myself!" Yunzheng looked at the row of inkstones on the shelf, her eyes sparkling slightly.

"Okay!" The boss nodded, "Girl, if you need anything, you can call me, I'm doing business in the front hall."

"No problem!" Yunzheng nodded.

When the boss went out, Yunzheng began to carefully select inkstones. Of course, she had to be more careful about what the young master wanted, and she must not make any mistakes.Suddenly, she joyfully picked up a inkstone, on which a branch of pear blossom was engraved, just in line with her heart.

Yunzheng took out the ink stick and sniffed lightly, a look of satisfaction bloomed between her brows and eyes.

The waist suddenly tightened, and the body froze instantly on the spot.With a familiar feeling coming from behind, she only felt her hands tremble, and she almost couldn't even hold the inkstone.

He heard a familiar voice, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

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Zhao Wuyou went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she had already ordered the Prime Minister's Mansion to be cleaned up for her father's return.Now that my father has gone to the cabinet, he must be discussing with the cabinet ministers what happened after he left the capital, and there are some things that she cannot hide.

Back in his room, Zhao Wuyou stood silently by the window, with his hands behind his back, looking at the vibrant life outside.After a drizzle, the scenery outside became more and more green.

Xi Mo came in with fruit tea, "Master?"

"Yunzheng hasn't come back yet?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

Xi Mo nodded, "Yes! There must be some delay."

Zhao Wuyou sighed softly and sat down, took a sip of the sweet fruit tea, "The fruit tea you make can't compare to Yunzheng's after all."

"Yes!" Xi Mo said with a smile, "Yunzheng is used to these things, and knows the young master's preferences, so the servant is naturally inferior." Then he said, "Fortunately, the master is back, and the young master can finally Take a good rest."

"Take a break?" Zhao Wuyou smiled gently, but his eyes were cold and cold, "In this world, those who can breathe can't rest. The only ones who can take a rest are those who have long been buried in the ground."

Xi Mo was taken aback, what's wrong, young master?It does sound a bit sentimental.

Coughing twice, Zhao Wuyou said, "Just let people watch the gate of the palace. If the prime minister leaves the palace, you must report to me in time! I'll lie down, I'm a little tired."

"Yes!" Xi Mo bowed and withdrew.

With the doors and windows closed, she took out the bone flute in her sleeve, which was even more lustrous than the one he had given her before.Fingertips gently wiped the sound hole on the top of the head, Zhao Wuyou held it in the palm of his hand with a smile on his face, he had to hold it tightly when he could hold it, don't wait until the day when he can't hold it and want to have it, then it will be too late for regret .

Suddenly, she remembered the mark on the back of her neck.After thinking about it, he got up and walked towards the bronze mirror, then slightly unbuttoned his clothes, turned his head to look at the imprint in the mirror.

The imprint seems to have changed, and the oval shape is getting more and more inflated.

Zhao Wuyou was a little scared, wouldn't this thing spread infinitely, and eventually spread all over his body?If so, wouldn't she become a weirdo?What kind of Gu is this?She thought, although she is not in good health, at least this face is quite satisfactory, if she turns into a monster and becomes like a living human Gu, what's wrong?

Xu Shi was really a little scared, she frowned, her heart was slightly cold.

With a helpless sigh, strange things happen every year, and this year there are really a lot of them.

When Yunzheng came back, Zhao Wuyou was resting on the soft couch.

"Why did you come back?" Xi Mo asked.

Yunzheng took a deep breath, "There are many kinds of Hui ink in this batch, and it took me a long time to choose the one that would satisfy you, so I was delayed for a while." She looked at the closed door, "Young master fell asleep?"

"There was movement inside just now, so it's quiet now." Xi Mo couldn't be sure if Zhao Wuyou inside had fallen asleep.

But a clear voice came from inside, "Yunzheng."

"The servant is here!" Yunzheng pushed the door open and entered.

Zhao Wuyou leaned on the soft couch, his brows slightly closed, he seemed to have taken a nap for a while, and then he was disturbed by their voices.She half folded the thin blanket, and lazily opened her eyes to look at Yunzheng who was approaching.

Yunzheng saluted, "My lord, the servant girl is back."

"Why the delay for so long?" Zhao Wuyou asked.

Yunzheng lowered her head with a slightly strange expression.

Heart sinking slightly, Zhao Wuyou said again, "Forget it, get up and talk!"

"Thank you son!" Yunzheng stood up.

Zhao Wuyou glanced at her slightly curled hand, "Have you bought something?"

"Yes!" Yunzheng nodded, and finally looked up at Zhao Wuyou in front of her, "I have bought everything that should be bought, and everything that should have arrived has also arrived."

Zhao Wuyou narrowed his eyes, "That would be the best, I will set off for Liyang City in Fuzhou tomorrow."

Yunzheng suddenly widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Wuyou in front of her, "Master?" After thinking for a while, she knelt down in front of Zhao Wuyou with a plop, "Please bring your servant with you, no matter where you are, this servant is willing to be a cow for you Be a horse. Even if you die for the son, the slaves will be happy."

"Isn't it easy to die? Living is the hard part." Zhao Wuyou sighed softly and rubbed the center of his brows, "I know what you're thinking, but let Suxi accompany me on this trip! Go with Hanyin, you know what I mean."

"The servant knows, but the young master—" Yunzheng hesitated to speak.

Zhao Wuyou looked at her meaningfully, "I know that your thoughts are enough, the rest is my own business. Yunzheng, the road to Huangquan is smooth, and the road of living people is really bumpy. I don't expect you You can live and die for me, I only hope you can cherish yourself. Saving your life is the beginning of everything, if you die rashly, it will be of no value at all."

Yunzheng's eyes were red, and she choked up a little, "I will follow the teachings of the young master, and I will never forget it in my heart. When things are used to the best of their ability, people should do their best."

"That's right." Zhao Wuyou smiled, "Get up!"

"Yes!" Yunzheng saluted, took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Wuyou in front of her, "My lord will be fine!"

Zhao Wuyou didn't take it seriously, and still maintained a calm attitude, "It's all right, God's will and man's work are all predestined. You don't have to worry, doing your job well is the greatest reward for me. I hope the world will be peaceful. Day, you and I can still talk like today."

Yunzheng smiled awkwardly, "The servant has to serve the young master for the rest of his life!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuyou's eyes darkened, "A lifetime is too long, who knows what will happen in the future? You go out, I will rest for a while."

"Yes!" Yunzheng saluted and exited the room cautiously, then stood facing the door for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" Xi Mo was puzzled.

Yunzheng narrowed her eyes, her expression was a little cold, "It's nothing, I just feel that the young master is too tired."

"Master, you work hard, you are too smart, so of course you will be tired." Xi Mo sighed softly.

Yunzheng turned to look at him, "I just hope that you can be happy every day."

"My son is now a first-class official, what's not happy?" Xi Mo smiled, "You girls just like to be sentimental. I just see that you are very good, you can always do whatever you want to do, how wonderful it is. !"

"What do you know!" Yunzheng gave him a blank look, and then stopped talking.

In the room, Zhao Wuyou only felt a headache, rubbed his brows and couldn't sleep, and didn't know what Mu Baili was doing at this time?She had already warned him that after his father came back, he might attack Dongchang, and she didn't know if he was ready.

Her father is not as weak as her. If he really wanted to attack Dongchang, it would be a big move.She is good at people, but her father is really ruthless, once he decides to do something, he will never change his mind.

After thinking about it, this is not the first time for Mu Baili to be his father's opponent. If Dongchang could be dismissed so easily, it wouldn't make Dongchang so rampant.She was suddenly a little afraid, whether her earlier strategy of playing hard to get would be the last move to defeat Dongchang?
Maybe in the end, she buried everything in Dongchang with her own hands.

Her heart trembled slightly, and she sat up suddenly, feeling cold all over her body.

Mu Baili did not go back to the Thousand Years Mansion, but went to the Butterfly Garden.

Lu Guoan followed behind Mu Baili, thinking about it in his mind, the thousand-year-old has not been to Butterfly Garden for a long time, when was the last time he came to Butterfly Garden?It seems to be before going to Jinling City.

What's the matter today?
It can be seen that Lord Chitose has something on his mind.

Mu Baili did not speak, and walked slowly into the arch, and then did not come out as usual.

This butterfly garden is dense, it is raining today, and there is a gloomy cold air everywhere, enough to be piercing to the bone.Mu Baili wore a cloak and walked on the cobblestone path, the rainwater slowly fell along the edge of the cloak, soundlessly.

Standing in front of the exquisitely carved wooden door, he stretched out his hand and untied the cloak on his body, and put it on the railing.

With a sigh, he finally pushed the door open and entered.

The room was very empty, and the windows here were all covered by thick curtains, so there was no light in the room.Stepping on heavy steps in luxurious boots, he walked in step by step, and the door behind him was quickly closed.

In the pitch-black room, only the sound of a stone door cracking was heard, and then quickly disappeared in the endless darkness.

Lu Guoan stood guard outside, he couldn't help sighing softly, watching the continuous drizzle.But depending on the weather, it will be impossible to think about it tonight.I don't know what happened to Lord Qiantose, why did he remember to walk around Butterfly Garden again?

Chitose Mansion is so big, isn't it good?

The continuous drizzle is the most sentimental. Mu Baili has been in for a long time and hasn't come out. Lu Guoan thought that he probably won't be able to come out until the dinner time, so let's continue to wait!
No one knows what is inside the Butterfly Garden, what Mu Baili is hiding here.

However, Xue Lan has been waiting for Mu Baili to come back in the Thousand Years Mansion, and the wedding dress has already been delivered, and it is now on her desk.In the mirror, she was dressed in a wedding dress like fire, and her face was extremely beautiful.

Even those maidservants couldn't help marveling, such a national beauty was made even more unparalleled by this wedding dress.

But she wants him to see, even if he doesn't love her, she still hopes to show her most beautiful posture in front of him completely.But this Mu Baili has not come back, he has heard that the court has been dispersed, so it is logical that he should go back to his residence.

Xue Lan got up, walked out of the door slowly, and then looked around.Not being able to see Mu Baili back, she felt a little lost.I asked the maids around me, and they all said that Lord Qiantui hadn't come back yet.

"Where is he going?" Xue Lan lowered her eyes.

After thinking about it, she suddenly smiled wryly, "Are you looking for him?"

Wang Shaojun originally looked at Xuelan with joy on his face. The appearance of Xuelan in her wedding dress reminded him of the good times in the past.At a certain point in time, she married him as his wife, and she was so glamorous and irresistible.It was also on that night that she became his woman once, allowing him to enjoy all the beauty of her.

Looking back now, it was still the best moment of his life.

But now?

His woman was not happy, even though she put on the big red wedding dress, there was still no smile on her face.She was waiting for Mu Baili, but Mu Baili didn't know where he was, maybe he was with Zhao Wuyou.

Thinking of Zhao Wuyou, Wang Shaojun's face darkened to the extreme.Last time because of Zhao Wuyou, Xue Lan was whipped and suffered such serious injuries for him.Now if Xuelan is upset because of Zhao Wuyou again, Wang Shaojun will feel that Zhao Wuyou deserves to die.

"Don't be unhappy." Wang Shaojun looked at Xuelan, "How about I go look for it?"

"Can you get out of the gate of Dongchang?" Xue Lan gave him a cold gouged look, "Wang Shaojun, I don't need you to intervene in my affairs, you'd better keep yourself safe and don't make trouble for me. It doesn't matter if Lord Qiantose comes back or not, It has nothing to do with you."

"I just want to make you happy." Wang Shaojun said hastily.

Xue Lan's eyes were cold, "Does it have something to do with you if I'm high or not? Who are you? Do you think you have the right to control my emotions now? Wang Shaojun, recognize your identity, you are just a slave , I am not qualified to take care of anyone's affairs. Do your own thing well and don't let yourself become worthless waste. "

Wang Shaojun bowed his head and said nothing, but subconsciously clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Letting out a long breath, Xue Lan turned and went back into the room, as if she was angry, she slammed the door and shut Wang Shaojun out.

Looking at the closed door, Wang Shaojun narrowed his eyes dangerously.This Zhao Wuyou is indeed a disaster, it seems that he can't stay.Thinking of this, Wang Shaojun quickly turned and left.

At nightfall, there are songs and dances in the palace, and everything is born after the rain.This school of joyful songs and laughing language seems to be full of joy and harmony, and it is really a good scene of peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

On the palace banquet, there were smiling faces, and everyone was talking and laughing happily, and the monarch and his ministers had fun together.People who don't know, think how harmonious the Great Ye Dynasty Hall is, but they don't know how tragic and shapeless the shady life and death activities are in this dark place.

Zhao Wuyou can't drink alcohol, and she bled after drinking alcohol last time, so this time, she can only drink some boiled water.Her lower abdomen was a little swollen and painful, but the palace banquet had just begun, so she couldn't leave now, so she had to wait a while to talk about it.

Zhao Song led all the civil and military officials to toast to the emperor, as expected, he was the leader of all officials.

After drinking the water, Zhao Wuyou's face turned pale, and he quietly glanced at Mu Baili who was not far away.Now he is nine thousand years old, so his status is not inferior to her father, the prime minister.

But Zhao Wuyou knew his father's temper well. Although Zhao Song would not have any opinion on the emperor, what he despised the most in his life was the eunuchs, and he hated the eunuchs controlling the government the most.Now that Mu Baili is still sitting on the position of Thousand Year Lord, it is conceivable that in the eyes of the Zhao family, this Mu Baili has reached the point of being damned.

Taking a sip of water, Zhao Wuyou turned her head to look at her father. She is now a young teacher of the prince, a first-rank official, and is under the prime minister, so she can sit next to her father.Glancing quietly at his father's face, Zhao Wuyou happened to catch his father's and Mu Baili's eyes meeting.

She quietly watched the situation, and it seemed that the two were planning their own calculations.It's just that my father didn't do anything when he came back, he didn't even mention Dongchang in front of the emperor, and he didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd?

In the afternoon, she fell asleep, and when the time came and Yunzheng was called to call her, she knew it was time to go to the banquet.

Yunzheng was waiting on the side, probably felt that something was wrong with Zhao Wuyou's complexion, after thinking about it, he lowered his voice and said, "Young Master, are you—is that that?"

Zhao Wuyou lowered his eyes, and felt a dull pain in his lower abdomen, something seemed wrong.Her time has always been inaccurate, so chaotic that even she can't figure it out, so she doesn't know whether it is right or not.

Rubbing his lower abdomen, his hands were very cold, Zhao Wuyou's face was strangely pale.

Zhao Song frowned and looked at her, "What's going on?"

Stared at by his majestic father, Zhao Wuyou straightened up calmly, maintaining a gentle smile as always, "My child is not feeling well, it may be a personal problem."

She spoke very cryptically, but her hands were properly placed on her lower abdomen.

Zhao Song is not a fool either, Zhao Wuyou is a daughter's family after all, some things are indeed troublesome.Frowning in displeasure, Zhao Song turned cold and said in a low voice, "Go!"

"The emperor—" Zhao Wuyou hesitated.

"As a father, you have your own ideas." Zhao Song picked up the wine in his glass, turned and walked towards the emperor.

The emperor was a good drinker, so he raised his glass with Zhao Song naturally.So much so that Zhao Wuyou quietly left and didn't notice it, but Mu Baili noticed Zhao Wuyou's strangeness.

She walked a little staggeringly, her body curled up slightly, which seemed to be uncomfortable.

Mu Baili drank the wine in the glass and thought: Could it be that he has an old disease?

Thinking of this, Mu Baili winked at Lu Guoan who was not far away, and Lu Guoan nodded knowingly.He saw Zhao Wuyou leave, and thought that our Chitose Lord might not be at ease, so he asked him to take a look.

Don't ask too many questions when you are a slave, just do it.

Naturally, Mu Baili couldn't escape, especially since Zhao Song was still there.But now, he is not in a hurry to get up.Zhao Song is now a celebrity in front of the emperor, a loyal minister and good general who returned from an envoy to a neighboring country, so it is extremely unwise to compete with Zhao Song for the limelight now.At this time, Mu Baili had to calm down and give up all the glory to Zhao Song, the "hero".

Drinking wine into his belly, his gaze unconsciously fell on the empty space, Mu Baili's throat rolled slightly, and he subconsciously squeezed the cup tightly.

Let's say that Lu Guoan hastily withdrew from the table and hurried to chase Zhao Wuyou.But he found that Zhao Wuyou was clutching his stomach and nestling in a corner of the garden, moaning lowly, as if in extreme pain.

Lu Guoan looked around, convinced that no one was there, and then stepped forward, "Master Zhao?"

Zhao Wuyou was startled, and stared at Lu Guoan in front of him in amazement, "What are you doing here?"

"Master Zhao is not worried about Mr. Zhao. He sent a lowly post to come and see. Mr. Zhao is not feeling well. Do you need to pass on to the imperial doctor?" It's not easy to explain.

Yunzheng ran back with the heater in hand, seeing Lu Guoan present, she immediately looked at Zhao Wuyou with some embarrassment.

"Give it to me!" Zhao Wuyou's lips turned pale from the pain.Hugging the stove on his lower abdomen, Zhao Wuyou gave Lu Guoan a white look, "Leave your imperial doctor to see your Lord Qiantose!"

After finishing speaking, Yunzheng caressed Zhao Wuyou and left slowly.

Lu Guoan was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, what happened to Mr. Zhao?
(End of this chapter)