Chapter 135

Right prime minister does not understand where Lin Yanzhong's self-confidence comes from? How can you be so upright when you follow a prince who is not promising?

Facing Lin Yanzhong's back, he spat hard: "bah! What is it

After Lin Yanzhong left the palace, he got rid of the public's sight and changed to a more humble pony car in the humble alley. All the way along the path, he came to the back door of the moon Pavilion.

He didn't know when he put on his cloak and stood at the back door of the moon Pavilion. As soon as he reached for the door, the door creaked and opened.

Inside the door, a girl in a Pearl Pink Cotton Skirt bowed herself and said, "my Lord has been waiting for you for a long time, old place."

Lin Yanzhong smiles and walks up to the second floor.

Standing in front of Yajian's door, he breathed and asked where he had the confidence and confidence to challenge the right. This is the answer.

He has never been the prince's person, and has never thought of assisting the prince, his master, or someone else.

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Three days ago, north.

His royal highness, who made the emperor's teeth itch, was drinking a bowl of ginger soup.

North wind whistling, ginger soup on the hot air was blown by the wind, instantly dispersed, not for a while the temperature fell down.

Xiao Jinshao looked at the remaining soup, gritted his teeth and dried up.

The pungent and strange taste, like a dragon of fire, spreads from the throat to the stomach. It's very comfortable.

After drinking, he handed the bowl to Yufu by the fire, rubbed his hands and breathed a sigh.

The light of the fire reflected his pale face, and his delicate facial features became more and more distinct at the moment, with the coldness of winter.

"How long do we have to get to the disaster area?"

"It's fast. It'll be about three more days."

"Creak creak" sound sounded, Jun Yuwan stepped on the thick snow, came out from the depths of the forest, holding a pile of uneven dry branches.

"What's wrong with your highness?"

Jun Yu Wan sat down beside Xiao Jin Shao. He had cleaned it up before and covered it with thick felt. She took a few thick branches and put them into the fire. The fire grew a lot.

Xiao Jinshao gathered up his black cloak. "It's OK. Although it's cold, I'm much better now. It's OK."

"That's good."

Jun Yu Wan reaches out her little hand, which is a little red with cold, to the front and back of the fire. Xiao Jin Shao sees that her fingertips are red, frowns, and puts it in her arms.

Jun Yuwan

She opened her eyes wide. "Your Highness, this is

"The fire is slow. I've just drunk ginger soup and I'm sweating. My arms are warm. Look at your hands."

Even if he said it, he kneaded it twice.

Jun Yu Wan's ear tips are hot because of his series of Sao operations.

Yu Rong, who was sorting out things, heard this and quickly took a delicate handstove. "Is little Wang Ye cold? The hand stove is ready. Take it

Then he handed the stove over.

Xiao Jinshao

Jun Yu Wan took out his hand and took it, "thank you, Yurong. You bake for a while and then go back to the horse cart. Be careful to catch a cold."

"Yes."

With that, she bowed down.

Jun Yu Wan looks back with a smile and sees Xiao Jin Shao's dark face.

She was confused. "Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

I was in a good mood just now? How can it be sunny and cloudy in the twinkling of an eye?

She looked down at the stove in her hand, and suddenly realized, "Your Highness also wants it? Here you are. I'll get another one. "

Xiao Jinshao looks at the handstove that has been forced to come over, with a speechless face.