As he said that, he looked at Ao Po who had been sitting opposite him for a long time and seemed to have not moved. Suddenly he felt that both of them had Zen roots and it would be a good idea to become a monk.
Dongfang Xing looked at her calmly: "It's your heart that's agitated. If you calm down and think about something, you won't feel uncomfortable."
According to her active character, he also knew that she couldn't sit still, but at this moment, he had no choice but to endure it.
"What are you thinking about? I have nothing to think about. I just want to leave here as soon as possible. I miss the soft big bed, the white rice, and all kinds of snacks..."
Thinking and thinking, are you getting more irritable?! She is very depressed and depressed.
Dongfang Xing was silent. He couldn't satisfy her for the time being, so he could only reach out and hug her, silently.
She leaned in his arms and sighed softly and said: "Husband, I'm just talking and complaining. Don't take it to heart. In fact, the air here is fresh and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. I can stay here for a while by chance.
It’s pretty good, it doesn’t seem too bad…”
Sensing his helplessness, Xiahou Huan'er immediately laughed nonchalantly.
"When the rain stops, I'll go see if there's any way to get out of here." It was too late for her to make up for it, and he had already taken it to heart.
She put her arms around his neck, pressed her face into his arms, and resisted the urge to sigh. If there was another way out, they would have gone out long ago, and there would be no need to be trapped here miserably and bored.
It's like hatching an egg.
Dongfang Xing raised his eyes and looked at Aopo, and asked lightly: "There is no movement at all outside, something happened in the imperial capital?"
It was so peaceful outside. The Human King was gone. For such a big thing, there was no movement at all outside. This was really surprising.
Ao Po seemed to know what happened, and said calmly: "There must be something wrong in the imperial capital."
He is the king of men, the leader of the imperial capital, and the spiritual support of the people, but he also knows that behind his back, not everyone supports him, and many people are waiting to attack him.
The fact that he fell off the cliff this time gave that group of ambitious and biased parties the best opportunity to attack him.
He didn't look worried at all. Xiahou Huan'er asked curiously: "Something happened in the imperial capital, why are you not anxious at all?"
Is he too calm, or is it because he hides deeply?
Ao Po lowered his eyelids to cover up the sharpness in his eyes: "What's the use of being anxious? Besides, I believe in my subordinates. They can handle it even if I'm not around."
"Your subordinate?" A surprised smile appeared on Xiahou Huan'er's lips, "You shouldn't be referring to Shen Tiao, right?"
"In political affairs, he is a talented person." Although sometimes he would be so angry that he wanted to kill him, he never obliterated this point.
Being able to serve as the chief of staff of the God City, his ability should not be underestimated. Xiahou Huan'er thought about it and couldn't help but ask: "Is his brain still working?"
When I mention this matter, Ao Po gets a headache.
Originally he didn't want to tell outsiders these things, but for some reason, under her earnest eyes, his mouth seemed to have its own consciousness: "He has already seen Ao Bing, but he can't recognize him.
She." He was good at everything, but this was what made him heartbroken.
"Isn't he receiving any more treatment? Looking at his situation, you should help him brainwash him."
