Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

When he came to Heidou, he bent down and grabbed the trousers, and pulled hard to pull the cotton trousers off.

"Hey, thank you Brother Yixuan."

Heidou chuckled twice, quickly put on the cotton trousers, looked at Li Xiu'e's back, pulled his eyelids and made a grimace.

"You, hurry up and wash your face."

Lin Qingluo happened to see it, and flicked his fingers between his eyebrows.

"Hey, let's go."

Heidou rubbed his forehead embarrassingly, and rushed out of the living room.

Li Xiu'e laughed angrily: "Seven or eight-year-old skin boy, a dog would hate it."

Lin Qingluo joked with a smile: "I have younger brothers and sisters who accompany my mother, laughing and laughing every day, the younger I am, the younger I am."

"You, with a clever mouth, you are used to making people happy."

Li Xiu'e listened to the music, and bent her eyebrows with a smile.

*

With the company of his childhood friend, Lin Yixuan's mood obviously improved a lot. He no longer secretly wiped his tears whenever he thought of the Empress, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Feeling at ease, Lin Qingluo walked into the wing room alone, sat cross-legged on the bed, and her spiritual consciousness spread out, gradually enveloping the entire palace.

The Imperial Palace, the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Dressed in hemp and filial piety, Princess Duanhui knelt down on the left side of the empress's coffin.

The civil and military officials who came to express their condolences entered the hall one by one, kowtowed three times in front of the coffin, and quietly exited the hall.

Lusi and Lufu stood outside the hall, condescendingly looking down at the civil and military officials who went up the steps, seemingly sad, but in fact their faces were pale, and the contempt in their eyes was obvious.

"The little man succeeds."

The three chiefs of the imperial court stood on the other side of the hall, Xu Ruyun was overwhelmed, and snorted a breath of disdain from his nostrils.

Mu Fangyun's face was gloomy: "The jade seal of Chuanguo is lost, and there is no edict to pass on the throne. Even if the princess ascends to the throne, her name will not be justified. What's so good about them?"

Xiao Wei's thoughts were different from the two of them, her eyebrows were frowned: "Your Majesty passed away, the backlog of memorials became high, floods and disasters occurred frequently in various places, the people were in dire straits, and urgently needed relief from the government, without the jade seal, it was impossible to issue orders, what should I do? ?”

"The princess is young, and the government is in the hands of the courtiers."

Xu Ruyun glanced at Lusi and Lufu, implying something: "Even if it is not lost, the victims of the disaster will not be relieved, and the jade seal will only become a tool for treacherous villains to seek power and profit, and exclude dissidents."

"Hi."

Xiao Wei's heart was sad, and she sighed deeply: "The princess is young, and the courtiers are in power, the country is not the country, and the phoenix habitat is in danger."

*

"Master, the birds found a very suspicious person."

The little kingfisher flew back from the outside, interrupting the master's spiritual exploration.

"who?"

Lin Qingluo withdrew her consciousness, opened her eyes, and looked at Xiaomengpet lovingly.

"Cultivator."

The little kingfisher was a little excited: "Maybe he is the Northern Qi State Teacher lurking in the capital city."

"Where is he?"

Lin Qingluo's eyes darkened, and anger surged up.

"Drunken Fragrance Building."

The little kingfisher answered truthfully, and explained by the way: "The most famous place for fireworks in Kyoto City."

"Ahem."

Lin Qingluo coughed twice, feeling extremely depressed.

"Master, don't miss this opportunity, never miss it again."

The little kingfisher rolled his eyes, and secretly encouraged him: "This man is good at hiding his body, and the birds found his whereabouts with great difficulty. If you miss this time, it will be difficult to find him again."

Lin Qingluo frowned in thought: "Think of a way to lure him out."

"Good."

Little Kingfisher agreed very happily: "Yin'er set fire to Zuixianglou."

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