The surface of lingguo palace seems to be shrouded by the beautiful moonlight, but it is actually wrapped by sadness.

In the study of Prince Yue Guojun's residence, a conversation was heard at this time. Only a low and hoarse voice was heard:

"My Lord, every time the emperor's body wants to go down, the prince is ready to move. Should we hurry?"

But a lazy voice said:

"Don't worry. Now we can only stop quietly to see what the crown prince wants. But when you return to the border, help the king tell general Su and prepare 200000 troops for the king to obey the king's arrangement at any time."

"Yes, Lord!"

Just as the interlocutor in the study was about to leave, Prince Jun's voice turned into a worried way:

"Is there any news about qian'er over there?"

"My Lord, my subordinates don't know whether to say it or not. My subordinates got news from lingguo palace. Princess Jun, she seems... Seems..."

As soon as Prince Jun heard this, he got up and asked anxiously:

"What does it look like? Tell me quickly."

"My Lord, Princess Jun seems to have been chased and killed in lingguo and jumped off the cliff. More than ten days have passed. The king of lingguo has sent his elite soldiers and heroes, but Princess Jun has not been found."

As soon as Prince Jun listened, he softened and sat directly on the chair. Another person took a shortcut:

"Prince, isn't Princess Jun dead? Why do you think that woman is Princess Jun?"

Prince Jun didn't speak for a long time. Finally, he just sighed gently:

"You go down first. I want to rest. I must report any situation there in time."

"Yes, my Lord, my subordinates leave."

The man in black went out of his study and disappeared into the night sky. Prince Jun rubbed his eyebrows all the time. What appeared in his head at this time was Ling qianer's stubborn picture. He refused to admit defeat. He did things vigorously, courageously and articulate. He smiled like a blooming flower, but with a sweet taste. Let him love bully.

But now it has become a luxury. I thought that the phenomenon of making Ling qianer fake death could hide from the public. When he got the country and climbed to the imperial power admired by tens of thousands of people, he declared war on Ling Guo. He wanted to recapture her qianer, but it backfired. He couldn't help saying to himself:

"Qian'er, you have to believe in the king. You have been planted in the heart of the king. No one can occupy your position. You must wait for the day when the king comes to you. You must believe in the king and the king will give you the happiness you want."

It was getting dawn, and Prince Jun had got up to go to the morning Dynasty. At this time, Prime Minister Ling in the prime minister's house got up with light hands and feet. He didn't want to disturb his wife. His wife hadn't slept so quietly for a long time because his beloved daughter had died. Just as he was getting out of bed, the prime minister's wife opened her eyes and said softly:

"Master, are you going to the morning court?"

Prime Minister Ling nodded and said:

"Yes, madam, if you sleep a little longer, I'll come back to see you after the morning morning."

The prime minister's wife just nodded and suddenly choked:

"Sir, can you ask the emperor? It's about to celebrate the Mid Autumn Festival. I want to send some snacks to our qian'er. She doesn't know whether she's doing well on that side. Although she's in the imperial mausoleum, there's no one to talk to. Sir, i..."

Prime Minister Ling was so sad that he tied his heart again and held back his tears, but the tears of missing still slowly flowed down and his throat hardened. He didn't reply to the prime minister's wife for a long time.

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