Chapter 58

However, they did not know that it was not xuanyuanche who kept Liuyue from going out, but Liuyue who was too late to go out because he wanted to recover his martial arts as soon as possible.

"No more." "The third younger brother just went to Chaozhou and said that he had gone to the military training with the Dragon riding guard."

It's not about not helping.

In Tianchen palace, there is no words, and two are silent.

Time passed by, and the sky faded slowly.

In front of Zuo Xiang's mansion, ryukue spent money to set up a long table of delicious food and wine, which was used by a slow and orderly person, totally ignoring the bright lights in front of Zuo Xiang's mansion and the people who came and went.

In the palace, other people in the palace who have a good relationship with Zuo let Ryukyu enter the gate, but it's easy to enter and it's hard to leave.

With a wave of the black whip, the man on duty immediately rolled back, which can send the meaning of the palace, but this time, what to do.

The sky is getting lighter and the lights are shining.

All the people gathered in front of Zuoxiang mansion to watch the bustling activity, none of them left. Some even moved in stools, played lanterns and squatted quietly to watch.

No one banished them. In the past, they were forbidden to stay at night. No soldiers came out to interfere with so many people tonight.

Therefore, everyone is so happy, squatting next to watch a good play.

Full of wine and food, a ingot of silver was thrown out, and immediately a runner cleaned up the table top. Ryukyu's legs were lightly lit for a while, his eyes were slightly closed, and the whip in his hand hit the palm for a while, which was very leisurely.

On the contrary, the two tattered gates in front of her, depressed and declining, make the Zuo Xiangfu, which was originally high above, inferior to the small courtyard beside her.

Zuo Xiang didn't stand at the door. Liu Xinai, Liu Xinqing, etc. all entered. There was only a wary guard standing at the door. He looked at Ryukyu from time to time.

Time flies by, and the moon is empty.

White light sprinkled on the vast land, cold and noble.

Sitting on the chair quietly, it seems that Ryukyu, who has fallen asleep, is so mysterious and unpredictable under the shadow of moonlight.

The light shadow is dragged in the moonlight, and dissolves into one with the darkness, as if she is from the darkness, so perfect fit.

The people around looked at her quietly, as if there was only one here at this moment.

The moon is setting in the West. It's going to be bright.