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Chapter 142 Let’s make peace(2/2)

But Liu Yuerong is pregnant again now, so what can be done?

Mrs. Liu could only put down her thoughts and think about taking care of her daughter for a day or two.

The Xu family was really unhappy at this time.

The Liu family is actually holding back like this?

Why didn’t Princess Wei inherit any of her father’s brains?

The Xu family was full of anger, but they had to send someone to visit Ning Que.

The eldest son of the Xu family still believed in Ning Que. He felt that Ning Que's appearance there was just an accident.

On the contrary, the Liu family felt sorry for Ning Que.

But some people doubted whether he had a personal relationship with King Xuan.

After all, a family is too big, and there are too many different voices in it.

Under such circumstances, people from the Xu family arrived outside the Ning family.

"I'm ill and can't see guests. Please forgive me." The concierge said.

This immediately made most of the Xu family feel upset.

"This Princess Wei is really..."

Some people gritted their teeth secretly.

Xuanwang camp.

The horses galloped back to camp.

King Xuan dismounted, and the wind blew his cloak up and down, carrying a strong smell of blood.

The messenger walked up to him, his arms trembling, and he almost didn't dare to raise his head to look at King Xuan.

The bloody smell is even more disgusting.

"A letter from Prince Xuan's Mansion?" Prince Xuan asked.

"No, yes, it is a letter from His Majesty. There are also some things sent by His Majesty..."

King Xuan was silent for a moment.

Fang Chengzhong turned around and saw a look of disappointment quickly passing through King Xuan's eyes.

Fang Chengzhong thought to himself, the letter sent by King Xuan's concubine last time... I don't know what it actually said. Once, when he went to check in, he accidentally saw His Highness lowering his head and kissing the letter paper.

Fang Chengzhong was stunned.

From then on, he always felt that the iron-cold His Highness Prince Xuan might be secretly kissing the letter behind his back.

If I don't send a new one...that one might be broken by kisses.

Fang Chengzhong was speechless, feeling somewhat envious and jealous.

"Thank you, Father, for me." King Xuan's voice sounded from the other side.

"Yes, yes." The messenger quickly handed over the letter paper with both hands and said, "Your Majesty, please ask King Xuan to open and read this first."

King Xuan was not very interested.

He took it with a cold expression, and a thought passed through his mind... Why didn't she go along with this and send him some words?

King Xuan pressed his lower lip hard, and his throat felt tight when he thought of Xue Qingyin.

Various thoughts passed through King Xuan's mind, but they did not affect his hand in opening the letter.

He unfolded the letter and looked down.

Fang Chengzhong thought to himself, what did your Majesty write this time? Your Majesty actually wrote a letter to His Highness King Xuan alone?

I saw King Xuan suddenly crumpling the letter paper into a ball, turning around and mounting his horse again, and said in a deep voice: "Raise the camp, set up camp, and set off with the whole army!"
Chapter completed!
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