"King of Luoyang?"

Seeing Yang Zhiyuan who was stunned for a long time, Liu Shoucheng finally stood up slowly, walked forward step by step, and respectfully consoled him: "I'm probably a nuisance when you visit late at night.

I’m sure you can understand my hard work.”

After saying that, Liu Shoucheng stood up slowly and said: "As for everyone, since I have brought you here, I won't stay any longer. Please leave first."

In silence, Liu Shoucheng bowed to Yang Zhiyuan again, and then opened the soft curtain the next moment.

"Wait a minute."

At this moment, Liu Shoucheng's steps were interrupted by the rich voice of the person behind him. When he stopped, Liu Shoucheng slowly looked back and saw Yang Zhiyuan looking at him with a calm expression, the coldness in his eyes almost freezing people's hearts.

One step, two steps...

Under Liu Shoucheng's gaze, Yang Zhiyuan walked to where he was sitting across from him, reached out and took out a thumb-sized vermilion pill from the velvet box, and his fingertips holding the pill were cold and numb.

Under the candlelight, Yang Zhiyuan, who had always been arrogant, showed an indescribable sadness. With a self-deprecating smile, Yang Zhiyuan put the pill into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it in front of Liu Shoucheng.

"Your Majesty is in your heart. I dare not be disrespectful. I also hope that the internal officials will present it to Your Majesty for me——"

After saying that, Yang Zhiyuan's eyes fell on the remaining box of pills and said: "I will definitely take these fairy medicines on time, so that your majesty's hard work will not go to waste."

After hearing these words, Liu Shoucheng slowly smiled and saluted with great admiration: "The great righteousness of the King of Luoyang will surely bless his descendants for eternity."

While he was talking, Liu Shoucheng glanced at the pills, then turned around and lifted the curtain and left, leaving Yang Zhiyuan alone to stand there quietly. The pills that had just been put into his throat seemed like a ball of ice, freezing all the way and spreading to his internal organs, making him

Shivering from the cold.

On this side, Yang Xingjian, who was expecting something happy, was still waiting outside the house. When he saw Liu Shoucheng coming out but not seeing his father, he felt strange but still enthusiastically stepped forward and said: "The internal officer is leaving now.

Already?"

"Mr. Lang."

Liu Shoucheng politely bowed to this second-generation ancestor, and then said with a smile: "I'm here on a mission. Now that the errand is done, it's time to go back and resume your duties."

"That's true, that's true -"

While Yang Xingjian was speaking, he took out a piece of fine jade from his sleeve and pushed it quietly into Liu Shoucheng's hand and said with a smile: "Since the internal official has something to do, I won't force him to stay. It's been a hard journey -"

"Ouch, I can't do it, I can't do it--"

Unexpectedly, when Liu Shoucheng touched the smooth and fat jade, he naturally pushed it back, and said intriguingly: "This slave is here to send a message of joy. There is no need to say hard work. The husband is so embarrassed-"

Seeing that the jade was pushed back again, Yang Xingjian thought it was because Liu Shoucheng had a big appetite and was not satisfied. When he was about to take action again, he saw Liu Shoucheng respectfully and quietly said to him: "Lang Jun's blessing can last forever, and he will continue to do so in the future."

I count on you."

Hearing this, Yang Xingjian's eyes immediately flashed with pride, and he looked quite proud.

Also taking advantage of this gap, Liu Shoucheng saluted and left. Until the moment he turned around, his eyes were full of ridicule.

For King Xuan to give birth to such an eldest son, it can be regarded as evil retribution.

When Yang Xingjian returned to the house, he couldn't help but said excitedly: "Aye, have you seen it? It seems that compared to the Queen, the Li family, and Zhao Yi, the second uncle is still towards us after all. When I recover,

Title, I have to let them know my..."

"Shut up!"

A roar from the ground startled Yang Xingjian to stay there. For some reason, his father in front of him had a dark face. He pointed at him tremblingly and said: "From now on, you will call me Your Majesty. Your Majesty is the Emperor. Is it what you call me casually?"

"

"Ah——"

Yang Xingjian swallowed the words as soon as they came to her lips, and did not dare to say anything more.

Looking at his son who was idle at home but still dressed luxuriously and without restraint, with eyes as high as the sky and no ambition, Yang Zhiyuan felt that his breath was stuck there, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

"Aye, you, what's wrong with you——"

Seeing Yang Xingjian's cautious and probing look, Yang Zhiyuan felt sad. He knew that there were some things that he must not let the son in front of him know.

They are lawless, but the city is out of control. If they knew that they had been tricked by others and ended up in this situation, it would look like a raging fire, but in fact the building would collapse.

He will definitely get angry for a moment and be used by others to cause trouble. It would not be surprising if his whole house would be affected.

The person who made the move today, I'm afraid even eight hundred Yang Xingjian can't compare to him. No wonder the East Palace and the Li family had allowed prophecies to fly all over the sky, but it turned out that they were using the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son.

OK, OK——

Thinking of this, Yang Zhiyuan closed his eyes, opened them after a long time, and said seriously: "I went to Luoyang this time, and you are the one who makes the decision in this house. Now that you have restored your title, you should also take on the responsibility of being the head of the family and take care of me."

Brothers and sisters in the family, please don’t be as ignorant and clueless as before, and don’t fall into the trap of others again——”

"Don't worry, Aye, I will definitely avenge Li Sui and Zhao Yi's hatred——"

"That's enough."

Without waiting for Yang Xingjian's promise, Yang Zhiyuan interrupted abruptly: "In the past, you will not have conflicts with the East Palace, the Li family, or Zhao Yi in the future. I will be your king of Fufeng County and your governor of Yinzhou."

, don’t cause trouble with me again, otherwise I won’t be able to spare you!”

After hearing this scolding, Yang Xingjian looked at Yang Zhiyuan without knowing why, and there seemed to be a bit of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Looking at his son at this moment, Yang Zhiyuan couldn't stand it any longer and sat down tiredly. Seeing that his figure was shaking a little, Yang Xingjian quickly went up to help him. Just as he was passing the tea to Yang Zhiyuan, he happened to see the box of pills.

"This is?"

Yang Zhiyuan's heart twitched, and he calmed down and said: "This is the elixir developed by Immortal Daoqing for Your Majesty."

"His Majesty gave it to Aye?"

Yang Xingjian's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he immediately reached out to get it.

"Put it down!"

After hearing Yang Zhiyuan's words, Yang Xingjian's hand froze and he withdrew his hand slowly.

Seeing his useless son in front of him, Yang Zhiyuan immediately frowned and said with a sense of being out of sight and out of mind: "Get out of here and remember what I said today."

Seeing that his father was in a bad mood, Yang Xingjian didn't stay for long. He immediately stood up with some dissatisfaction, bowed hastily, and then opened the curtain and left.

Until the soft curtain was still shaking, Yang Zhiyuan, who was sitting alone, looked at the box of pills in his hand and understood clearly in his heart.

When the pills are gone, he is done.

Sure enough, the day before Xuan Wang Yang Zhiyuan left Chang'an, his eldest son Yang Xingjian was restored to the title of Prince of Fufeng. The Luoyang Palace suddenly became very popular, and it could be said that it was full of flowers and extremely lively.

On the day of departure, when the carriage drove out of Chang'an City, Yang Zhiyuan finally stopped, lifted the hand extended by the servant, and helped the carriage off personally.

Just when he took advantage of the early morning light to look at the tower of Chang'an City and the majestic name on it, he felt like he was in another world.

On the day he came to Chang'an, he thought he would become a being inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but he never thought that he would end up like this.

No return date...

Just when Yang Zhiyuan was feeling cold and despairing, he suddenly saw a figure standing on the tower, looking down at him.

Instinctively, Yang Zhiyuan squinted his eyes and tried hard to discern for a long time, his pupils suddenly vibrated, and his hands were shaking with excitement.

The hatred and anger in his eyes merged into the bloodshot eyes and intertwined together.

It's Li Sui.

It's her!

He was defeated at the hands of such a weak woman in the boudoir!

Looking at that plain white figure, looking at her look like a god against the light, even if he couldn't see clearly, he could still think of her victorious smile at this moment, and the cynicism when she looked at him.

At this moment, looking at the people under the tower looking at each other from a distance, Li Sui, who was wearing a fox fur cloak, looked up at the sky with a calm expression, and then lowered his eyes with a smile, as if he were looking at a speck of dust.

How had he, the Luoyang Palace, ever come into her eyes?

However, all this is not enough.

At least for now, the Luoyang Palace is still the dog in front of the emperor's door.

But wouldn't it be more interesting if it was dog biting dog?

The Li family and Zhao Yi are bound to be as stable as a rock.
Chapter completed!