Chapter 400

The death of Princess Yirou represents the complete end of a generation of power minister Du Hanfei.

Xiao mubai accompanied Xiao Zimu to guard at the gate of Ci'an palace. The emperor never summoned them, but he didn't send a message to Grandpa Li to scold them again.

The dinner was served in the same way as it was served out. Before the emperor brought in the rice, Xiao mubai and Xiao Zimu naturally couldn't eat at the gate of Ci'an palace with a shy face.

After nightfall, Xiang Chengfang came and saluted the two of them with a food box.

Xiao Zimu thought he was coming to deliver food and waved his hand: "Xiang Zhangyuan has a heart, so I'd better take it back."

"Your Highness, I'm afraid you can't take it back." Xiang Chengfang chuckled and opened the food box.

Xiao Zimu looked curiously. It turned out that what was inside was not food, but two bowls of soup medicine.

Xiang Chengfang took it out and handed it to Xiao mubai. At the moment he opened the food box, Xiao mubai smelled the familiar smell of medicine and took it. It was really a decoction with a little heart and blood.

Princess Yirou Hong suddenly forgot to drink the medicine. He took the medicine and drank it all at once. While drinking, he thought about how to scold himself for missing such an important thing when Xiang Chengfang sent the medicine in early summer.

Xiao mubai was right about this. After the Marquis returned to the house, he learned the news that Princess Yirou had been honged in early summer, so he was ready to go and inform Bingwen.

The Marquis looked at him askance: "Your Highness King Mo and you have the same heart."

At the beginning of summer, he paused, turned his head and asked, "has mubai been notified?"

The Marquis nodded: "we received the news when we left the palace. His highness King Mo has ordered Han Hong to go out of the palace and inform Bingwen."

"I'd better go there for such a big thing." At the beginning of summer, he frowned and thought for a while. He greeted the Marquis and left the Marquis house.

When he went to Mingxiang garden, he threw himself into the air and asked Shi Zhongfei. Only then did he know that Bingwen had been busy building ancestral halls these days. At the beginning of summer, he asked for the address, thought about it, and brought two altars of blue bridge Fengyue from Mingxiang garden. Then he ran over.

The house that Bingwen used was still the one that he refused the emperor's official gift, and then the one that was given by the emperor. Although it was smaller, it was still suitable to be used as an ancestral temple.

When he arrived in early summer, there was only Jiaoshi in the house.

When Jiao Shi saw him coming, he greeted him and saluted him. With worry on his face, he said to him, "after the childe met the bodyguard of King Mo's house, he dismissed all the construction workers and locked himself in the house."

At the beginning of summer, he patted him on the shoulder: "no harm, I'll go in and have a look."

Jiao Shi nodded and retreated outside the hospital to guard. At the beginning of summer, he went to the door and knocked on the door: "it's me."

Footsteps came from the house. After a while, the door was opened from inside. Bingwen bowed his head. He couldn't see his expression in early summer. He dodged in first and closed the door with his backhand.

At the beginning of summer, seeing him lowering his head, his hands around his chest and his shoulders trembling slightly, he frowned and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

"No..." Bing Wen sobbed.

At the beginning of summer, his voice was choked, and a hand was put on his shoulder. Bingwen raised his head, but his face was a happy look.

Xia Chu breathed a sigh of relief. The hand on his shoulder pushed him along and pretended to be angry: "I thought what's wrong with you, but I'm worried about what's going on outside. I'm afraid you're making fun of it."

Bingwen coughed softly, led him to find a clean place inside, and wiped it for him with his sleeve robe: "that can't steal music. After all, it's Princess Yirou, the emperor's close sister. I can't be honest and happy."

At the beginning of summer, he sat down and handed the blue bridge wind and moon in his hand to him.

Bingwen's lips curved with a smile: "you still know me."

At the beginning of summer, I looked around, and the prototype of the house appeared: "I didn't expect you finally chose this house."

Bingwen sat on the ground with his right hand on his curled right leg and took a drink with his left hand holding the bottom of the altar. He looked uninhibited: "at least it's a house personally given by the emperor. There will be less right and wrong."

At the beginning of summer, he took a drink with him: "it's a little small. If you plan to settle those refugees in the future, I'm afraid it's inconvenient."

Bingwen's drinking hand paused, looked at the blue bridge Fengyue in his hand, and smiled helplessly. He really couldn't hide anything from him. He simply told him his intention: "it's OK. At that time, it's just like mingxiangyuan. It's enough to buy both left and right."

At the beginning of summer, he laughed at his heroic tone: "you are really rich, childe Ren..."

Bingwen raised his chin and said, "young master, you don't know how rich you are now."

At the beginning of the summer, he looked stunned. He didn't count it in front of him. Aside from the news of the initial sale, now Bingwen has established an independent intelligence network and can screen it by himself. In addition, he still holds 20% of the profits of Anfeng escort agency. It's really a frightening figure.

They smiled at each other and touched the wine jar again.

At the beginning of the summer, he talked with him all over the world all afternoon. Only when he was leaving did he ask him, "do you want to go to prison to see Du Hanfei?"

Bingwen accepted his laughing look and pursed a hint of irony at the corners of his mouth: "no, my father has been decent all his life and doesn't want me to do this thing."

Early summer nodded, turned and opened the door.

Bingwen looked at his back and called, "early summer, the day of execution..."

"I'll go with you." At the beginning of the summer, he interrupted his words and looked back and smiled at him. The afterglow of the sunset fainted a layer of golden orange light behind him. It was soft and warm. Bingwen's heart, which had endured for ten years, was full and warm.

"OK."

After returning to the house in early summer, he went to Su Yuan. In the morning, he sent Su qianle to Xianli to practice dancing. I don't know whether he is still used to it.

Su Qian was surprised to see him coming. At the beginning of summer, she smiled and asked her if she was still used to it.

Su qianle frowned, pursed his lips, twisted his handkerchief and mumbled for a long time before saying, "master Xianli taught me to be careful and patient. Just when she left, she told me that the class was going to stop recently and informed me when it reopened. Was it because I was stupid and she didn't want to teach me, so she found an excuse?"

At the beginning of summer, she hesitated for a long time. It turned out that it was for such a reason. I think Xianli also received the news of yirouhong's death. The palace must order the people to stop Leling, and it is normal to suspend classes.

After thinking for a while in early summer, she didn't hide it from her and told her that Princess Yirou in the palace was Honghong today. Because of this, Xianli was afraid that she had to stop her class.

Su qianle was convinced that it had nothing to do with him, so he smiled. At the same time, the Marquis sent Moxiang to call early summer for dinner, and early summer took Su qianle to the front hall.