The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

This dragon chair is not as comfortable as I thought, and there are still some panic sitting on it. ★ The first book chase gang ★

As if, what's underneath?

Nangong absolutely frowned slightly, and naturally stood up.

Just joined together, just listening to the bang, Nangong's absolutely body, and even took the red golden dragon chair to the sky together.

Linglong, surprised, opened her mouth wide.

At this moment, the smoke was permeating, and she had no idea where Nangong was.

"Master, master!"

Linglong shouted, looking around.

When she saw the dying Nangong, her exquisite tears fell down.

Around them, I don't know when many people have stood.

Li Song looked at the situation in front of him without any expression, but said to the people behind him, "Go to Shili Long Street and welcome the emperor back to the palace."

The guards rushed to see Li Song standing in the hall and immediately showed a standby posture.

At this time, someone already took the palace people to start to clean up the tragic situation in the hall.

Li Song walked to Nangong Jue's face, a look of disdain appeared on his face.

At this moment, Nangong was absolutely ashamed, and his mind was a little fuzzy.

Linglong hugged her tightly there without saying a word.

The exquisiteness now makes it possible for the dark guards who follow them to appear and fight desperately against Li Song, but now Nangong has become like this, and any counterattack is meaningless.

"Go to the doctor."

After speaking, Li Song looked at the two people quietly.

When Nangong Yu returned, she saw the blasted, unshaped dragon chair, and a little pity appeared on her face.

Little leaves followed him respectfully.

"Is the queen already arranged?" Nangong asked.

"Back to the emperor, the queen's maiden has rested in Fengzao Palace. The prince and princess have gone to Cining Palace. Ye Lan and Yu Run have taken them back.

Hearing Xiaoye's words, Nangong Ai nodded with satisfaction.

"Emperor, I'm going to the early morning, this dragon chair?"

Nangong laughed loudly.

"This dragon chair is set up here, and I also want you all to love Ai Qing. This is called the old one, the new one."

In the early dynasty of this day, Nangong Yu gave a new shock to the civil and military hundred officials. When they had adjusted their mentality and were ready to meet Nangong Yu, they did not expect that Nangong Yu stood before them.

The darkened things in the palace have been polished like new, except for the dragon chair, which is nothing like that.

Chen Yihan's heart was relieved when he saw Nangong Yu again standing in front of everyone.

Guo Xuzhao looked at Chen Yihan with a smile, but Chen Yihan turned black.

"Worrying Ai Qing, this is the end of this matter, and I assure you that it will never happen again in the future."

Nan Gongxi said so sincerely that the ministers dared to speak at this time.

"Oh, emperor, you are back, but you haven't slept all night," said Li Li, the official.

"It's trivial that you didn't sleep. Emperor, if we take one step later, our general Chen Chen will rebel."

Everyone turned their attention to Chen Yihan.

I saw Chen Yihan blushing there and said, "The emperor, you are not playing civil and military officials, you are playing subordinates!"

When Chen Yihan said this, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty laughed.