Immortal Voices

Rong Xian was silent for a moment, and began to arrange the administration of the court to the courtiers. First, he ordered the Crown Prince, then several ministers to assist him, and finally a crisis prediction at home and abroad, and proposed several solutions.

With a serious face on her face and a skeptical heart, she said that she should be ashamed of the courageous people like Ying Pingdi.

After arranging everything properly, Rong Xian waved his hand and turned towards Xiwei Palace.

Hua Yan immediately stepped forward and said, "Retreat."

The ministers bowed down to congratulate the emperor, and Hua Yan hurriedly chased after the emperor.

Rong Xian's pace was not slow or slow. Suddenly she paused, looked sideways at Xiao Budiao, and frowned, "I remember that you ordered you to be in prison."

Rong Hao nodded, and said with a small expression on his face, "You remember correctly."

"Then don't you go through the memorials and follow the work?" Rong Xian accused rudely.

Rong Hao held the small wooden sword around his waist, and said lightly: "The son-in-law wants to send the mother emperor to the palace, and she also hopes that the mother-king will become a filial piety."

Rong Xian raised an eyebrow: "A short cut, less than half an hour, are you sure you want to send?"

Rong Hao insisted: "A gentleman promises more than money."

Rong Xian walked two steps forward silently when he came back, and suddenly said in a low voice, "He also cares about you, Haoer."

Rong Hao's ears were red, and there was a kind of embarrassment after being pierced. He raised his voice and said, "Mother Emperor, what are you talking about suddenly?"

Rong Xian's face was bewildered. The little cub had to send her back to the palace, didn't she just care about her body?

Why is her answer to her courtesy so exclusive?

Cangtian knowing what Rong Xian was thinking: "..." It really was a body of strength.

At this time, the general manager Hua quickly rushed over, and Rong Hao immediately shifted the topic and said, "Hua Qing, summoned the Taiyi to enter the Weiwei Palace."

Hua Yan's face changed slightly, and she glanced at Rongxian. She reached out and tapped on the jade around her waist. An urgent order was passed out immediately.

He asked cautiously, "His Royal Highness, is your Majesty sick?"

Rong Hao calmly said, "When the doctor comes to check and check, you will know if your Majesty has a cricket."

Rong Xian smiled warmly and chuckled: "It's a big deal."

Hua Yan's eyes were anxious, and his tone was very disapproving: "It is a matter of great importance to involve His Majesty."

Rong Xian smiled and said nothing.

Back at Xiwei Palace, Rong Xian said to the heavy guard woman who bowed and saluted, "Get up."

She picked up the medical book on the table, rubbed her forehead, and lay half tired on the soft collapse by the window, propped her head with one hand and flipped the book.

She glanced at the two who were inside, knowing that they would never leave without waiting for the Taiyi to confirm that she was okay.

Rong Xian sighed in her heart and silently pampered: "Find a place to rest for yourself."

Rong Hao's eyes brightened, and he said, "No, mother."

He glanced at Rong Xian, and found that Rong Xian had put his mind on the medical book, and this was a silent transmission with Hua Yan.

In this palace, Rong Xian's power was put to the maximum, and their transmissions were all heard.

Rong Xian pursed her lips, a faint smile flashed in her eyes, pretending that she hadn't heard it, and once again felt that she was the world's greatest emperor.

Under the whispering of the two, Rong Xian's eyes became heavier.

Severely injured, she returned to a place where she could rest assured that she could easily relax and sleep.

Rong Hao and Hua Yan, who had been paying attention to Rong Xian, discovered that she was asleep for the first time. The two looked at each other and went out lightly.

Outside the gate, the head of the Taiyuan Hospital and the left and right hospitals have been waiting for a long time.

Rong Hao looked at the three men saluting at him, and whispered, "When you go to the emperor for treatment, take a lighter move, and the emperor rarely takes a break."

This pretentious look Hua Hua could not help but want to laugh.

The arch of the courtyard arched and did not say anything, indicating that he heard it.

A group of people walked into the room, and the three elder doctors stood a short distance away before the collapse.

They glanced at each other and shot all at once. Three different shades of green mang immediately enveloped Rong Xian, and inspected her body and spirits inch by inch.

Because this power was not malicious, and faintly made Rong Xian's injury easier, she didn't pay much attention, and the soul went deep into the consciousness, lazily lying on a cloud boat on the conscious sea to patiently recover the injury.

Rong Xian slept until the third day.

The whole palace looked up, and the maidservant looked hurriedly.

Outside the palace, Taiwei Bai and others came to the palace in a hurry before they could change the armor of the bloodsha.

Ye Wenchun and others stood outside the palace, their faces were very ugly.

If there were no eunuchs to guarantee that His Majesty would not be a big deal, I'm afraid they couldn't help rushing in.

Bai Taiwei's heavy eyebrows were raised, and the natural fierce rushed towards him: "How is your Majesty?"

It seemed that Hua Yan, who was stared at by a humanoid beast, was not afraid at all. He said seriously: "The battle in the Red Sea, His Majesty was seriously injured. It was not a big deal. The Taiyi has been treating him, and His Majesty is slowly recovering."

Hua Yan spoke in a few words to make clear the physical condition of Rong Xian, lest the captain run away.

By the end of Bai Taiwei, Ye Qingfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He wiped away some of the dark blood on the armor. He was still heavy and cold like General Shura. With his frivolous movements, the whole person became like a breeze, like a Confucian full of poetry.

He smiled slightly, and a willow spring breeze came to his face: "Your Majesty has no sorrow, and the world is at ease."

Several people behind him looked down at the toes, and they were accustomed to the fine division of his military division.

Ye Wenchun stood aside with a stern face, staring at the junk kid, only to feel the anger in his heart go up.

If it weren't for the right time, he would have taken the daring little kid back and thought about it.

Ye Qingfeng smiled slightly at his father. He was gentle and gentle: "I haven't seen him for a long time. Seeing his father's spirit is good, his son will be relieved."

Ye Wenchun sneered: "Don't leave after leaving Xiwei Palace."

Ye Qingfeng smiled stiffly.

At this moment, there was a noise in the hall, and several of them calmed down immediately. Bai Muchen and Bai Mujing also calmed down their murderous spirit.

The door opened and several people looked at them in unison.

Rong Hao, who had just crossed the threshold, paused, looking intently at a few people, his eyes flashed, and a small smile on his small face: "It turned out that the lieutenant teacher had returned to the dynasty and had been waiting for a long time."

Bai Taiwei and others all gave their first salutes: "The minister sees His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness Wan'an."

Rong Hao gently raised his hand and solemnly said, "No courtesy."

He opened the door of the room with a hint of imperceptibility: "You all woke up as soon as you came back. It was really Rong Chaofu."

The eunuchs suddenly cried and laughed. The elder prince really talked.

The lieutenant arched his hand, and his tone became more and more kind: "His Royal Highness, I wonder if His Majesty has a summoner?"

Rong Hao nodded: "The emperor learned that the lieutenant returned, and called the lieutenant and Ye Xiangxuan to see him."