Who is causing the obstruction? Could it be the emperor's fault? He is worried that Nangong Yi will be too popular and may usurp the throne in the end.

If this is the case, what awaits Nangong Yi is probably a Hongmen Banquet, which cannot be avoided.

Thinking of this, Ling Mulao suddenly raised his head, looked deeply at Nangong Yi, who was slightly sideways facing him, and shook his head almost invisible.

"I know, you go down and prepare the carriage first!" Nangong Yi looked impassive and waved to the housekeeper indifferently.

"Yes!" The butler heard this and stepped back.

Frowning his brows, Nangong Qi asked suspiciously: "Brother Six, didn't the morning session just end? What do you think our father wanted to do with us?"

"My lord, do you think we need to mobilize manpower to wait at the palace gate now? If there is an emergency, Feng Yan can respond immediately." Feng Yan's face darkened and he bowed to ask for instructions.

"No, it's just a visit to the palace, what's so strange about it." Nangong Yi didn't show any abnormality at all.

Slowly walking out from behind the bookcase, Ling Mulao bit her lip and said, "I'll wait for you to come back!"

A firm voice. Since Nangong Yi can respond in this way, it proves that he is sure, so as his woman, she should believe in him.

"Yes!" He patted Ling Mulao's shoulder gently, and a thousand words turned into silent acquaintance.

Nangong Yi stood up slowly, straightened his robe, took a deep look at Ling Mulao, and then left outside the door without looking back.

"Brother Six, wait for me~" Nangong Qi looked at Ling Mulao, hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly caught up with Nangong Yi.

"National Master, that Feng Yan is gone too!" Feng Yan cupped his hands and flew after him.

For a time, the study was empty except for Ling Mulao.

She closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and sighed in her heart that our reunion was so short-lived, and she wished we could never be apart.

With a wave of her long sleeves, Ling Mulao brushed away the anguish in her heart. The current situation did not allow her to dwell on her children's feelings. She had to first find out who was behind the scenes.

With one hand raised, the other hand drew a complicated pattern in the air, "Hidden!"

The body moves quickly, and the feet are like flying.

No one could be seen at all, but a cold wind blew wherever it passed, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to swirl.

"What the hell kind of weather is this? The sun is clearly shining brightly, but now there are gusts of cold wind blowing." Mo Ruxue couldn't help but tighten her arms as she came face to face.

He paused for a moment, then turned around and yelled at Qiu Ju behind him, "You don't have long legs, do you? Walk faster, I am rushing to send supplements to the prince, but they are useless, worse than the blue and white ones."

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Huh, when I talk about the blue and white flowers, I think of Princess Shuohe who killed a thousand swordsmen. I don’t know if she deliberately killed the prince in this business, causing him to have a completely different temper when he came back."

His figure froze, Ling Mulao suddenly stopped when he heard the words, and then his amber eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled softly.

Humph, this Mo Ruxue is being mean-spirited. She is in a bad mood today, so let's have some fun with her to soothe her worries.

Looking at the figure that was getting away, Ling Mulao's fingers clasped together and the smile on his lips became more and more cunning, "Duck, how about that beautiful girl for you?"
Chapter completed!