MTL - Disabled Prince and Silly Princess: Substitutive Bride and Genius Doctor- the Seventh Miss-Chapter 1167 Secret report

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Xia Yongling's house is not far from the palace. At this time, Ye Liuli was ready for Xia Yongling to fall asleep, but he had no idea. Xia Yongling not only did not sleep, he was also neatly dressed in the yard to admire the moon.

Because the emperor was driving, all the people in the house came out and were driven back.

"The minister has seen the emperor," Xia Yongling stepped forward, kneeling, "the emperor is visiting late at night, what happened to the palace?"

"No courtesy," Ye Liuli waved his hand. "It's okay to go to the palace, but I've slept too much at night, so I will look at your situation, but then again, aren't you poisoned? Even after detoxification, it won't Take time to enjoy the moon. "

It ’s okay not to mention poisoning. When it comes to Xia Yongling ’s handsome face, he is full of embarrassment and hatred. “Thank the emperor for his concern. The minister ’s body has recovered and he has fallen asleep because of his day sleep.

Is Xia Yongling really getting too much sleep and insomnia? No.

He couldn't sleep upset because Mr. Menker reappeared, urging him to make a decision quickly, or he was afraid to lose his chance.

Yes, this opportunity is really precious. How much effort did it take to forge the “Amaranth” when it left Wuhuang Town to rot?

Without this reason, why would the emperor leave the solid capital city and come to this five yellow town?

After all the hard work, he tricked the emperor, so let it go?

Thinking, Xia Yongling whispered, "The emperor, the minister wants to report to the emperor in secret."

"Well?" Ye Liuli was startled. "Confidential? Okay, then I'll let them go."

Xia Yongling couldn't help crying and laughing, "No, please let the emperor condescend to enter the house with his courtiers, and the guards will protect them outside the room."

The implication is: just keep the guard away, and you won't be afraid of him stabbing?

Ye Liuli heard the voiceover and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care. Since you ask, we will say it in the room." After that, he went into the room with his legs raised.

"Emperor ..." Sheng Xia was about to chase in but was stopped by Xia Yongling.

"Sorry, Midsummer, please wait for a while."

"Yes, Master Xia." Midsummer immediately bowed his head and blessed him.

Xia Yongling called the captain of the guard to order the guard to surround the house.

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The entrance is a main hall, clean and simple, not fancy.

When Ye Liuli entered, he smelled a faint scent of ink, only to find that there were many calligraphy and paintings hanging in the main hall.

Not flowers, birds, fish, insects, nor sage beauties. All paintings are landscapes, or mountain peaks stacked on top of each other, or beautiful streams, or quiet ponds.

While Xia Yongling was communicating with the head guard, Ye Liuli was watching the paintings carefully.

The more you watch, the bitterer your heart is-she has been accounted for in her life, and she will falter in the palace. As for a free life ... Oh, let it be.

Looking at the paragraph again, I found that all the paintings were by Xia Yongling.

Ye Liuli did not understand calligraphy and painting, and could not see how well it was painted, but told her directly that the painting was vivid, because life in this painting was longed for and loved by the artist.

Yes, Xia Yongling also likes a free and unrestrained life.

It's sad that two people who like freedom so much have to be in positions they don't like.

"No wonder there is ink fragrance in the room. The original paintings are all new works." Ye Liuli laughed.

It happened that Xia Yongling entered, "Can the emperor have a favorite painting? Or, if the emperor likes anything, the minister is willing to perform for the emperor."

Ye Liuli shook his head. "I like what you paint, but I will say later when you send the painting. You are busy at work now, and I cannot increase your burden." Adjusted the tone, "You call me alone, what is the secret report?" ? "