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Stormy Palace, Stormy Dou Sprouts

On the way back to the palace, the sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun was like blood, hazy and slowly enveloped the whole world. There was only a ray of sunset left on the horizon. They were riding on a horse, and Zhao Nan followed behind to protect him.

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The wind blew past her, and Dou Yacai clearly heard the whine of the wind. Even though it was summer, she suddenly felt a chill. Looking up, Liu Hao's face no longer looked relaxed, replaced by coldness and inscrutability.

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Uncle Wang has become the Sixth Prince.

"Uncle!" Dou Yacai suddenly raised his head and shouted to Liu Hao from the running horse. The voice carried far and wide in the wind.

"What?" Liu Hao lowered his head, but his eyes were still looking forward, with a solemn expression on his face.

"It's nothing, let's go quickly, I just want to call you."

Liu Hao smiled and pressed a kiss on her raised face.

"Drive..." With a flick of the long whip, the horse drove towards the unknown at a faster speed.

When we arrived, there was a crowd of people kneeling outside the emperor's palace. All the princes, princesses and ministers had arrived. Even the injured Liu Huo was kneeling there with the support of the eunuchs. Everyone had solemn expressions on their faces.

Dou Yacai and Liu Hao knelt down next to Liu Hao in a worried mood. Liu Hao and Liu Hao looked at each other.

At this moment, several important officials of the imperial court were talking to the emperor in the inner hall.

Isn’t the emperor in good health? Why did he suddenly become seriously ill?

After hearing what Liu Hao said, I found out that today the emperor was in the mood and wanted to go hunting. He met a small spotted deer in the forest and was about to hunt it. Usually when the emperor goes hunting, the people in charge are always well prepared.

The animals were all drugged and could be hunted easily, so the emperor thought that his riding and shooting skills were excellent. But today, this little spotted deer was indeed wild, walking as fast as flying, and the emperor ran to hunt it.

After traveling a long distance, he accidentally fell off his horse and was seriously injured.

Alas, this is the emperor who controls the whole world. The emperor who controls the whole world is deceived by the people around him. Isn't this the ultimate sadness? In fact, in history, it is not the emperor who can control the sky and the earth.

I can't control the hearts of the people around me.

And among the people kneeling in the hall, how many of them are really worried about the emperor's health? Most people probably only have one question on their minds right now - if the emperor dies, who will succeed him.

Dou Yacai suddenly had a desolate feeling. The struggle for power often led to father and son turning against each other and brothers becoming enemies, and she was also involved in the wheel of history.

When she raised her head, she accidentally noticed that among the people kneeling on the left, there was someone who looked at her several times. She was a girl. She was very beautiful and as delicate as a modern Barbie doll. Every move and every move had a youthful look to her.

Who was this person? She had never seen him in the palace before. He might be a married princess or princess, but she didn't think much about it.

Since people look at her, she also looks at others. If people don’t look at me, I won’t look at others. If people look at me, I will look at others. But as she looked at her, she realized that she was really passionate. This beautiful little princess or

The little princess was not looking at her at all, but Uncle Wang Liu Huang who was kneeling next to her with a solemn look on his face.

——Another admirer.

Dou Yacai tugged Liu Hao's sleeve and motioned for him to look towards the little beauty. Liu Hao looked in the direction she pointed. He was stunned for a moment, and then lowered his head, and the little beauty

I looked at him slightly disappointed for a long time before turning back. There seemed to be something called resentment in his eyes.

[There are still 3,000 words left tonight]


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