Chapter 838: The emperor loves to listen to stories told in this palace (49)
"...Wei Hongling?"
Hearing this, the first remarks also froze for a while, and quickly followed her gaze.
Sure enough, I saw the face very similar to the portrait of Aya.
However, what he was even more surprised at this moment was why his little girl could accurately call the name of Queen Bayangwei...
He never mentioned it.
——Is it her childhood memory again?
Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but frowned.
But at the same time, Wei Hongling's figure went further and further away.
He paused, only gritted his teeth, temporarily put the doubts in his heart aside, picked up the little guy on his side again, and quietly followed.
The two saw Wei Hongling passing through several alleys, and finally came to a small courtyard in front of the main city of Ximeng.
Under the nodding and salute of several guards, they swaggered in.
Xiang Xing and First Ci glanced at each other, and could not help but also brought up the light work and inner breath. After hiding their breath, they quietly jumped on the roof of the courtyard and lay on the tile eaves to observe in secret.
The two of them were wondering whether to rip off which tile to take a look.
However, when Na Wei Hongling was admitted to the hospital, someone walked out of the back room and respectfully put his hands forward to greet her: "See the empress!"
And this person is not someone else, it is Lu Wantian, the lord of the city of Ximeng.
However, when Wei Hongling saw him saluting, he rolled his eyes at him with an impatient look: "What kind of salute to do in a place like this! I'm afraid that others don't know the identity of this palace!"
"...Small damn, I hope the Lord will forgive me!"
Lu Wantian was shocked by her anger, and quickly bowed to apologize.
Then he continued to ask with slight doubts, "But, my lord, why did you come before Baitian? To tell you the truth, Xiao Yin felt that there seemed to be some strange movements inside and outside Ximeng City in the past few days... Ximen City is not safe now!"
"My palace knew the reason for this insecurity, so I didn't even care about the injury, and came to see you!"
Wei Hongling seemed to be irritated by Lu Wantian, and while clutching his chest, he yelled, "Also, you can quickly prepare a chair for this palace! This palace can't stand for a long time now..."
"Yes Yes!"
Lu Wantian hurriedly sent someone to move a big chair and waited for her to sit down.
A large cup of hot tea was brought to her.
Ever since, Wei Hongling drank the hot tea snoringly, and after a while with luck to adjust his breath, he eased back in an embarrassing manner.
Until she slowly recuperated, the color of tension reappeared on her face.
The tone was particularly solemn and solemn: "Lu Wantian, you know that Emperor Haiqi has come early, and he is now on the outskirts of your Ximen city...He has set up a disaster relief camp there to solve our'patients'!"
"What?... The emperor has arrived?!"
Lu Wantian was shocked by her again, his eyes stunned.
But then I thought about it, but frowned again, and shook his head confusedly, "That's not right, the disaster relief camp outside... the little one has already visited it. It is Lord Anyang sitting inside, not the emperor. ..."
He didn't even see the shadow of the emperor.
"...You said the first ripple?"
This time, it was Wei Hongling's turn to freeze.
How could her good boy rush to save the wounded?
At this moment, in his heart, isn't the one who was fooled by her is Ling Luo?
But looking at Lu Wantian's expression, it didn't seem like he was lying.