Kid, come to the bowl

Bu Shenghua's brows twitched for a moment, and he didn't even notice it. He sighed lightly, and said in a good voice: "Forget it if you don't remember, you can stay in this Huanxiang Pavilion from now on. Whatever you need, just tell me."

"No, I'm going to find my brother, and my father and mother!"

As Gong Xiliang said, she lifted the quilt and got off the bed, but Bu Shenghua held down her thin shoulders.

"You can't go back."

"why!"

"Your family members may not be here anymore. You stay here first, and I'll send someone to help you find them, okay?" Bu Shenghua said in a coaxing tone. He has no experience in taking care of children. Now that Gong Li is dead, his Brother, he couldn't ignore it.

"I'll look for it myself, I'll stay here, if my brother, father and mother can't find me, they will definitely be in a hurry." Gong Xiliang waved his hand away, the child's strength is not strong, and his attitude is indeed daunting.

"Oh, you child, why are you disobedient?"

Bu Shenghua was a little helpless, but she couldn't follow him around, so she patted his forehead lightly when he got out of bed, and the child lay back on the bed again, motionless, as if asleep.

"Master."

There was a low call from outside the door, Bu Shenghua pulled the quilt to cover Gong Xiliang, then got up and walked out of the room.

"problem occurs?"

Seeing that his subordinate's expression was not right, Bu Shenghua guessed why, "It couldn't be that the lakeside hut was really burned down?"

Before he let Lin Lang leave, he also left the small bamboo house by the lake and lived in his Huanxiang Pavilion in the capital. He expected that Lin Lang might be followed, so he asked him to go back and continue searching. The enemy would use the lakeside hut as a temporary stronghold of the palace family, and burn it all up, thinking that they had cut the grass and rooted out the roots, and just wronged a few of his own attendants.

"The current governor of Zhenguo is the son of Prime Minister Dongfang Hu, Dongfang Qi. The first task he received was to clean up the remnants of the rebel party. The capital is also very unsafe now. Pavilion Master, should we move temporarily until the limelight passes... ..."

"No, I can't transfer." Bu Shenghua unhurriedly rejected the subordinate's proposal, "Transferring now is undoubtedly telling them that I have someone hiding here, and when the time comes, we will concentrate the main suspects on our heads and escape It's quite a headache."

"However, Dongfang Qi is sending people to search from house to house in the capital. If they find here..."

"Even if he comes in person, we still have a way to get rid of him. Why, Qingxi, have you forgotten our old profession? Hehe."

Bu Shenghua raised the corner of her mouth, her dark pupils were quiet and impermanent, still looking warm and moist, Dongfang Qi is coming?It's just right here, his Illusory Fragrance Pavilion, you can't just go in and out as you like.

Recently, the imperial palace has been completely silent. In the bedroom of the former emperor's concubine Yixue, there are often maids' screams.

Behind the luxurious and exquisite curtains, there is a stunning beauty dressed in fine clothes, with a forbearing expression, Yixue, he was the most beloved young man of the former king Luxuan, now that the country has changed hands, this Luming actually wants to occupy this beauty It is inevitable for outstanding beauties to "visit" every day.

"The general came here early in the morning just to deal with my maid?"

Yixue looked at Lu Ming sitting next to him with cool eyes, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, although he was only sixteen years old, he was much more mature and restrained than his peers, her tone was not angry but majestic, quietly waiting for Lu Ming Ming gave him an explanation.

"General?"

Lu Ming snorted coldly, now he is wearing a dragon robe and a dragon crown, sitting on the dragon chair of the Celestial Dynasty, he is a mere concubine, the last favorite of the former emperor, yet he dares to call him a general.

Lu Ming got up slowly, raised his feet two steps and came in front of Yixue. His dark eyes were piercingly exploiting the beauty who was as beautiful as a fairy in front of him, but Yixue raised his eyes slightly, and looked back coldly. Looking at him, there is no trace of cowardice.

Looking closely, Lu Ming and the former king Lu Xuan are still very similar, with the same sword eyebrows, the same light-colored thin lips, and the same handsome and extraordinary, making people unable to take their eyes off at a glance. Stationed outside to train soldiers, there is a trace of violence and rigor between his brows, which is quite different from the quiet and gentle character of the former king.

"From now on, I'm not a general, I'm your king."

Lu Ming reached out and pinched his chin, announcing with a gloomy expression.

Yixue smiled, and all the maids and attendants in the room trembled in fear, fearing that if Lu Ming gave an order, the guards outside the door would rush in and completely wash the imperial concubine's palace with blood.