Nangong Yi's steps stagnated, and he turned around and asked coldly: "Who did you listen to?"

Nangong Qi smiled awkwardly, a little embarrassed, but the person in front of him was his sixth brother who treated him extremely well: "Qiu Yu, who was serving tea next to my father, heard that my father and the ministers were discussing."

"Is there any result?"

"No, the ministers have different opinions, but~" hesitated: "The most people are leaning towards Brother Six."

"Oh~"

Nangong Yi's expression was unpredictable and he just responded lightly.

"Brother Six, don't you also like Princess Shuohe?"

Nangong Qi looked at his expression carefully and asked cautiously.

"Do you know which minister proposed to marry the princess to the king?"

Nangong Yi didn't answer the question, it seemed that this question deserved more of his attention.

Now, no matter whether he wants to marry Ling Mulao or not, he cannot have her because she has become a symbol of the future prince.

He is now living in seclusion to avoid suspicion, and those who follow him must also know how powerful this is, so the only possibility for those who are leaning towards him is to push him into a pit of fire.

"That's not a detailed question, Sixth Brother, you haven't answered me yet," Nangong Qi pursed her lips and said with a smile, "I quite like Princess Shuohe. She has a hot and arrogant temperament, and is rebellious. The most important thing is her looks.

To my liking!"

"Don't mess around with the palace people from now on. If your father sees you, don't blame Sixth Brother for not warning you."

Nangong Yi seemed not to hear, and sped up towards the main hall.

Seeing the two people leaving one after another, Ling Mulao felt inexplicably agitated.

This Nangong Yi is really weird. With his face and face, before she could even settle the accounts of what happened last time, he pulled her up first, as if he was the one being bullied.

That's all, she's too lazy to get angry at these useless things.

It's not easy to escape from the palace now, and it's not necessarily better if you go out. It's better to take advantage of these few days to take a walk. Maybe the spirit stone is in the palace. Even if it's not there, the news here is better than

The more people come outside, the faster they come.

At night, Ling Mulao waited for Qinghua to fall asleep, then changed into night clothes, and started searching various treasure troves just like the previous nights.

The figure is like a ghost, flashing rapidly among the well-proportioned palace gardens.

His steps were light, like a black cat, jumping up and down without making any sound.

Because she used the invisibility technique, she easily dodged the guards on the third floor and the third floor, flew away, and entered another palace.

"Without high-tech technology, the guards of this palace would be useless."

Ling Mulao clapped his hands and raised a proud smile on his lips.

Cool!

There must be too many treasures in this palace, more than all the museums she has ever entered combined.

The day before yesterday, I searched the treasure house, and found pearls, agates, gold, jade, and hairpins. I was dazzled. I searched the treasure house the day before yesterday, and the yellow gold almost blinded my eyes. Yesterday, I searched the armory, and there were all kinds of knives, swords, bows, weapons, and shields.

Today, what she ran into was a calligraphy and painting library, all of which were works by famous artists, breathtaking landscape paintings, and powerful calligraphy. If she could take any of them back, she would probably not have to worry about them for the rest of her life.

Ling Mulao looked through each box quickly with quick hands and feet.

Accidentally, with a touch of my elbow, the scroll of paintings placed on the cabinet rolled several times and was about to fall to the ground.
Chapter completed!