Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 611
Ku Yi secretly praised that if he was a prince of the Central Plains, he would be a good match for his concubine, but it is a pity that he is the king of a small country, and the journey is far away, no matter how beautiful the relationship is, it will be daunting.

"King An Mo has won the award, and Ku Yi is ashamed!" Ku Yi picked up a purple begonia and played with her fingertips, and said in a voice like silk: "King An Mo, Ku Yi has a merciless question!"

"Miss Zhuo, but it's all right!" King An Mo replied to her in a warm voice, concentrating on the purple begonia in her hand, his heart ached, and his eyes sank when he thought of the Lord Tai who rejected him thousands of miles away.

Kuyi's eyes were fixed on his eyes like water, and he said with emotion: "From Kuyi's point of view, this Jia'er Xia Juci must have been in the palace for some time, needless to say, naturally he used a pseudonym, Kuyi There is also someone who is suspicious, if King An Mo is invited to meet her face to face, would King An Mo be willing to recognize her as she really is?"

"This king understands Miss Zhuo's intentions, and I will be as determined as Miss Zhuo's intentions!" King An Mo said in a cheerful voice, his brows and eyes were all drawn together with determination.

Bitter Job's tears saluted, and respectfully said: "Thank you King Anmo, whether the emperor's harem can be as calm as water depends on King Anmo."

King Anmo looked at Kuyi with warm eyes, and said sincerely: "Miss Zhuo thinks of the emperor and thinks of danger for the great man. It is really admirable. It must be the emperor's blessing to have such an extraordinary woman in the emperor's harem!"

Bitter Job's tears such as chrysanthemums smiled gracefully, did not answer, held Zi Haitang to go, King An Mo stretched out his arms to stop, Mu Ran said: "Miss Zhuo, this king also has a merciless request!"

"King Anmo, please tell me that if Kuyi can do it for King Anmo, I will definitely do my best!" Kuyi smiled, her pupils were as bright as stars, charming and charming, which made people suddenly realize that they had found the right person.

King An Mo's chest was hot, and his lips and teeth were full of appreciation: "This king came to the Central Plains and heard the name of the fourth son of the Jiangnan Sword Lord, but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to meet him. In Jiayi Garden, Miss Zhuo, there is a white-haired and feathered son with strong martial arts. My king privately speculates that he is Lu Yu, one of the four sons of the Sword Lord, and I also hope that Miss Zhuo will help me to meet my favorite knight."

Ku Yi's heart shuddered, King Anmo must have been in the Central Plains for some time, he wandered among the people, and knew more than the emperor, it was really amazing.

Bitter Job's tears smiled, and Qingyue said: "King Anmo has a heroic heart, and Mr. Yu is a man of high righteousness. They are all as pure and clean as bamboo, and Bitter Job's tears are the beauty of adults."

"This king has to make an inch of it. He wants to see the king of Lujiang. He is the most heroic king among all the feudal kingdoms, and he is also the brother of the lord. This king respects him very much. When he comes to the Central Plains, apart from the emperor, this king really wants to be with you." He met again." King An Mo looked solemn, with a gleam of longing in his eyes.

Ku Yi smiled and said: "King An Mo wants to see King Lujiang, just tell the emperor."

"The emperor arranged a meeting for the sake of the country, and Miss Zhuo's fulfillment is a personal friendship. The two situations are completely different. What this king wants is the latter." King An Mo's eyes were as bright as the moon, clear and open, and he froze sincerely. Bitter barley fell on the purple begonia at her fingertips, and the lips were involuntarily warm.

Bitter Job's tears inexplicably made my heart ache. It turned out that the small country of Southwestern Yi also had people with high righteousness and kindness, and they were noble monarchs.Thinking that he is the emperor of the Southwest Yi, what kind of beauty can he want?But to be so affectionate and lingering for my concubine, is it a blessing or a disaster for her concubine?

For a moment, my chest was like a tide, and I didn't know whether to help King An Mo or take care of Xi Dai's sad heart.

Seeing that her thoughts were wandering, King An Mo thought she was unwilling, and said with melancholy on his lips: "If Miss Zhuo is in trouble, this king will not force others to make things difficult."

Kuyi woke up, and said softly: "King Anmo is overwhelmed. Kuyi is very happy to do something for King Anmo, not to mention that King Anmo is upright, and Kuyi is convinced. King Anmo, please go back to the king's residence. Rest, Kuyi will go out of the palace in the afternoon to accompany King Anmo to meet Young Master Yu, as for King Lujiang, it will take about three days to arrive in the capital."

After finishing speaking, Niao Ting leaves.

The color of stability gathered in King An Mo's eyes, and he smiled gracefully.

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afternoon.

The palace was as quiet as the sea, and all the concubines and the emperor had slept peacefully.

It was a normal scene in the Palace of No Fate, lonely and quiet.

Xiao Luo and Gui Hua closed their doors to rest, while the palace maids dozed off and took a nap by relying on a table.

The master's father, Ke Yanju, also had deep curtains, and she hung the snow-colored parrot outside the window on the branch of the Lihuan tree in the atrium, so as not to disturb her rest.Every day at just hours, the palace is as deep as the night.

The face of the bitter barley was covered with white veil, and it came out of the palace lightly.

Die Fei and Hong Chuan drove the painting cart early and parked outside the palace gate. When she got into the carriage, they smiled knowingly, whipped the whip, and galloped towards King Anmo's residence.

King Anmo had already sent Duoye to wait outside the mansion. When he saw her coming, he hurriedly invited King Anmo out.

Meeting outside the palace at this time, there is a special feeling of intimacy.

Bitter Job's tears and King Anmo greeted each other a few words, everyone got on their horses and came straight to Jiayi Garden.

In Jiayi Garden, there is still a warm and orchid-like atmosphere.

King An Mo and his party stepped into the garden, and at a glance, there were dazzling flowers, and the fragrance was tangy, like a fairyland outside the realm, suspected to be a dream.

Shui Su and the others had heard the report earlier, rushed out of the door, cheering: "Miss, miss!"

Miss, how much miss and anxiety.

Bitter barley hugged everyone one by one, as if they had been apart for years.

Duoye and the others were stunned. The group of women in front of them were as beautiful as flowers, each of them was as elegant as a lotus in water, soft and delicate, very lovely.

There was warmth in King Anmo's eyes, as if he had returned to Anmo Country, and when his relatives met, he was so affectionate. He suddenly understood that if he forced the lord to marry into Anmo Country, her heart must be in pain and despair. .

If you love her, how can you let her be sad and depressed?

Forget it, make up your mind, give up!
King An Mo's heart was sour, his pupils gradually calmed down like a pool, and his pupils moved into the distance, a figure like bamboo with veins came striding vigorously, with fluttering white hair, black clothes turned over, and his gait was extremely fast.

Is he Mr. Yu?

King An Mo's eyes lit up, he was indeed a gentleman among men, with an extraordinary bearing.A ray of deep affection in this person's eyes was only concentrated on Zhuo Kuyi's face, although he tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't hide his caring glance.

It turned out that, like the emperor, he also loved this merchant lady who was ugly in appearance but extremely high in heart.

King Anmo sighed secretly, the common people and the emperor's love will definitely end in misery.

I couldn't help but feel a twitch in my heart, and the feeling of sympathy between heroes became more and more serious.

Lu Yu stepped forward, the light in his eyes first focused on Kuyi, and then quickly looked at King An Mo, slightly startled, this man is as heroic as a mountain, dressed in white clothes like the light of the moonlight, and his quality is like bamboo, could it be Did Die Fei come to send a message to King Anmo who wanted to meet him in the morning?

(End of this chapter)