The New Year is still in a few days, and the palace of Minyue Kingdom is decorated very festively.

"I miss the child!"

Luo Jiaojiao sat behind the tea table and leaned on her chin with her hands.

"It's rare that the wife is still thinking about her home. For her husband, let Gillian go back as soon as possible!"

Bo Langjun, who had stood in front of the window and looked at the potted flowers in the yard, turned around and walked slowly to several cases and sat down.

"Really? That's great!"

Luo Jiaojiao felt unhappy after hearing Bo Langjun's words, but she heard that she could go back as soon as possible, so she stopped caring about it.

Next, everyone in the Minyue Palace knew that Qiaozhu from the Food Bureau was the one who murdered Prince Zhaoqi, and also knew that she had been arrested and interrogated by the uncle who came to investigate the case.

This incident naturally reached the ears of the King of Minyue and several Princes of Minyue and their powerful royal families.

National teacher Qiu Jingshan hurriedly walked into the small courtyard where Bo Langjun and his wife lived.

"Is the national teacher here to ask us to leave the Minyue Kingdom quickly?"

Bo Langjun, who was standing at the door of the house, asked after greeting Qiu Jingshan.

"Go away quickly! The faster the better!"

Qiu Jingshan looked anxious.

"I'm afraid I can't leave now!"

Bo Langjun sighed intentionally.

"What should I do? Why did the uncle's people so accidentally leak such an important thing?"

Qiu Jingshan asked.

"I was naturally found out by someone who was interested, and then it spread it out on purpose."

Bo Langjun pretended to be helpless and spread his arms open.

"If the uncle and husband of the country are trusting me, what if I go to the National Master's Mansion to hide?"

Qiu Jingshan was not a member of the royal family, he only made plans for the stability of the Minyue Kingdom.

Bo Langjun is the person in the heart of Empress Dowager Bo. The emperor is also a kind and filial person. If Bo Langjun had something wrong in Minyue Kingdom, the emperor would definitely not give up. In this way, Minyue would definitely suffer!

"If there is room for this matter to go around, will the national teacher be willing to help my uncle?"

When Bo Langjun saw Qiu Jingshan being anxious, he knew that he was indeed a person who cared about the country's affairs.

"My uncle, please tell me! As long as you need a weak minister, you will definitely help me!"

When Qiu Jingshan heard that things had a turnaround, he immediately walked to the side case and sat down to listen to what good ideas Bo Langjun had.

When Bo Langjun said his thoughts, Qiu Jingshan immediately stood up and said:

"Everything is done according to the wishes of the uncle! I will go to see the king now!"

"Feng Yue! Send the national teacher!"

Bo Langjun ordered Feng Yue with satisfaction.

"Can the King of Minyue agree?"

Luo Jiaojiao walked out of the inner room and asked Bo Langjun with concern.

"He is not a fool!"

The Bo Langjun is sure and authentic.

Sure enough, two hours later, the King of Minyue announced that the case of Prince Zhaoqi being poisoned at the court meeting three days later will be concluded, and the candidate for the Crown Prince of Minyue will be announced at that time.

The three princes and the nephews with official positions all received the order of the King of Minyue to allow them to attend the court meeting and no one was allowed to be absent!

After the second prince Bohan received the order, he pondered for a long time and wrote a secret letter and handed it over to his personal bodyguard.

The third prince Long He and Zuo Yun both received the order of the king and immediately settled the military affairs of Beidaying, and then rushed to the royal city by carriage.

The fourth prince Chongran knelt down for a long time after receiving the order.

"It's all the mother's useless and has implicated the child!"

Mrs. Luo turned it out from behind the curtain and gently helped her son up.

"My son has no intention of being the crown prince! Mother does not need to blame herself!"

Chongran sighed in his heart.

That seat was full of temptation for him, but it was out of reach.

"Do you remember when you rode on your father and played when you were young?"

Mrs. Luo sat at the tea table with Chongran's support.

"I don't remember!"

Chongran's heartache. Since he could remember, his father rarely came to visit him and his mother.

My mother's palace is located in a remote place, and their daily food and clothing are not as good as the one in the cold palace.

After growing up, his talent gradually attracted the attention of his father, and their lives were much better.

"If the mother did something wrong? Don't hold a grudge, okay?"

Mrs. Luo stroked her forehead with her hands, closed her eyes, and her expression was a little sad.

"What does Mother's words mean?"

Chongran's heart suddenly tightened.

"My son has grown up, and my mother really can't bear to part with you!"

"Mother! Don't do stupid things! Tell me if you have anything to do! Let's face it together!"

Chongran already vaguely felt that his mother had something to hide from him, and that it was related to life and death! He was so anxious that he grabbed his mother's hand.

"It's okay! Mother just feels that the situation in our Minyue is becoming increasingly unfavorable to our mother and son!"

Mrs. Luo wiped the tears that had already overflowed the corners of her eyes.

"What is the court in the court? It has nothing to do with us mother and son! My son only wants to rely on each other with his mother and live a life of slump and have no other request."

The fourth prince Chongran hugged her mother in his arms. He felt her mother sobbing silently, and hugged her weak body tightly.

The closer the winter in the south is to the end of the year, the colder the weather is.

Although there were two basins of charcoal fires in the fourth prince's house, they still could not warm up the body and mind of their mother and son.

"Mother is gone! Take good care of yourself and make your mother feel at ease!"

Mrs. Luo gently pushed away her son's arms and turned around and left reluctantly.

The curtains are floating, and the beauty is gone.

The fourth prince covered his face with his hands and sat on the floor weakly and wanted to cry without tears.

May I be born in the family of the emperor in the next life!

"Husband! It seems like the wind is blowing!"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window and said to Bo Langjun who was sitting behind several tables and leisurely drinking tea.

"Well! This storm is avoided!"

"Master! The troops in the Western Camp have begun to gather!"

Luan Chong heard news.

"It seems that some people can't hold back!"

A trace of light flashed in Bo Langjun's eyes.

"If we didn't force it so hard, maybe everyone would be peaceful!"

Luo Jiaojiao's mood was very complicated at this time.

"Some things will happen sooner or later! We just advance the time of these things!"

Seeing Luo Jiaojiao looking quite guilty, Bo Langjun comforted her.

"With that being said, I still feel uneasy."

Luo Jiaojiao leaned on her chin and continued to look at the shaking shadows of the tree outside the window.

The door was suddenly opened, and Shan Chen's sturdy figure appeared at the door.

"Master! Why are you here?"

Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly got up and asked.

"What? Don't you need help from your teacher?"

Shan Chen stared at Luo Jiaojiao for a long time, then walked to the opposite side of her and sat down.

"Of course! With the help of the master, we won't be in trouble!"

Luo Jiaojiao turned her head and looked at Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun was still tasting tea as if no one was around. Although he didn't like Shan Chen, he really needed his help at this time.

"Master, please have tea!"

Luo Jiaojiao poured a cup of tea for Shan Chen.

Shan Chen actually stood outside for a long time. With his former temperament, he had long disappeared without a trace. He disliked the most in the fight between the court, especially when fighting, but he was really worried about his disciples.

Shan Chen, whose body was cold, felt comfortable drinking a cup of hot tea, but Bo Langjun's next words almost crushed the tea cup.


Chapter completed!