Phoenix Fight

"Is the prince unhappy?" Seeing him deliberately avoiding the crowd, Bai Languo said carefully.

"Why can you see it?" Pu Yang asked calmly.

"If you are happy, why don't you go to the campfire with everyone?" Although the court of the Daqing Dynasty is usually daunting and serious, it is a rare occasion to celebrate the palace in a year. But everyone in the royal family and officials in the courts dragged their families to come here to sing, laugh, and dance to keep the year old. Bai Languo felt that it was a pity not to join in the fun.

But Pu Yangyue also has Pu Yangyue's annoyance: "Why do you think I can go to the campfire, dance or barbecue?"

This question asked Bai Langguo decisively, isn't it, lame, besides sitting in a wheelchair and looking at others, jumping and jumping, and envying him in my heart, what else can I do?

"Then I will push you to eat something in the hall?" It is also very avant-garde. The Jinluan Temple is vacated to display all kinds of delicacies and seafood, which can be picked up as needed. It is like a modern buffet. Bai Languo has already taken a look. Xi looked at him and was ready to eat, because since he was destined to have no fun with a lame prince, he had to eat to survive the year, right?

"No, go to Zhaohui Hall." Unexpectedly, Pu Yangyue not only didn't want to play, but even disdain to eat, he was shocked to order Bai Languo to pass the buffet area and not enter, and pushed him to Zhaohui Hall, which was lonely and sparsely populated in the dark night.

Zhaohui Palace is the palace that the princes and princesses set up in the palace apart from their residences outside the palace. Pu Yangyue also went out from here. Today is the New Year’s Eve, so dare you to come here to mourn?

Bai Languo pushed his wheelchair slower and slower, really didn't want to enter this gloomy palace without lanterns, there was no New Year atmosphere at all, but when the wheels were turning almost to a standstill, a row The palace lantern suddenly brightened up, and then came out a line of guards with swords, and Bai Languo hurriedly stood in front of Pu Yangyue. Although this servant was not small and hidden, he was a lame man. As his protector, Unable to persuade myself to be loyal to him.

But the group of guards with swords quickly recognized that the person was Pu Yangyue:

"It's the prince!"

"It's my own!"

"Bring the prince into the palace quickly."

So this group of people moved around quickly, and before Bai Languo could not react at all, Pu Yangyue and his wheelchair were hugged and pushed in.

"You...you..." Bai Languo tried to stop, but found that Pu Yang was more calm, "Come in with us."

we? you guys? Bai Languo is simply the second monk at a loss, dare to believe that the prince and these guards are his own, but he is an outsider?

When Bai Languo dumbly followed Puyang Yue and his people into the Zhaohui Hall, through the corridors and gardens, tossing around the lake pavilion until entering the back garden, and then unexpectedly opened a hole on the ground and descended the stairs to the underground palace, she suddenly realized: The dull self is really an outsider!

So I can’t help asking: "Where is the prince?"

Unfortunately, without waiting for Pu Yang Yue to explain, a large basket of people suddenly appeared out of thin air. They gathered around Pu Yang Yue and shook hands. They were surrounded by the revolutionaries: "The prince is here! The prince is here!"

"Brother Prince!" There is also a young girl who stood out from many brawny men, old men and angry youths, and pounced on Pu Yangyue, shocked Bai Languo's eyes widened, and muttered to herself: Another Mu Qingqing?