On this side, King Yan Bei and his party quietly entered the Zhongzheng Gate of the palace under the gaze of the people in Kyoto.

After Jiang Hu and others entered the palace gate, they were taken elsewhere. The carriage of King Yanbei stopped because of the emperor's concession.

Liu An, the eunuch general manager who had been waiting here, saw that King Yanbei had arrived, and hurriedly walked a few steps to the carriage, standing there waiting for the people on the carriage to come down.

Although he stood with his head down, he seemed neither humble nor arrogant. His pair of eyes that seemed to see through the world gave his somewhat old face a bit restrained majesty.

He is an old man from two dynasties in the palace. Although he is a slave, he is also a qualified slave. Even the prince in the palace must respect him three times.

Liu An knew that the emperor had a special relationship with Yanbei, so he would naturally be stubborn to King Yanbei. After all, a qualified slave was just a slave. More than 60 years of judging the situation allowed him to climb to his current position step by step.

Although he lowered his head, Liu An could also feel that the curtains of the carriage were lifted by the attendants beside him, and the King of Yanbei walked out of the carriage.

Then a pair of brocade boots with auspicious patterns were printed into Liu An's drooping eyes, and his eyes were blinking with the horns of the green brocade robe.

"Slave Liu An, I have met King Bei of Yan."

"Well, there is no need to be too polite." A young but slightly cold voice sounded above Liu An. The sound reminded him of the house where ice cubes were placed in mid-summer in June. He couldn't help but shake his old body and buried his head lower.

"Prince, Your Majesty ordered the slave to wait for the prince here and ask the prince to ask for a question on the Qinzheng Hall."

"Yes, let's lead the way."

"Yes, please come with the slave." After saying that, he led King Yanbei to the Qinzheng Hall where the emperor was without squinting.

The emperor, who was sitting in the head of Qinzheng Hall, heard the eunuch coming to report that King Yanbei had arrived early in the morning. Looking at Luo Changfeng following Liu An at this moment, he couldn't help but look dazed, as if an old friend came, and he looked really like her!

However, the emperor was not in a daze and was called back to his mind by the voices of bowing and greetings from below. The cold voice was like him!

"Changfeng, Yanbei traveled all the way to Kyoto, thank you for your hard work."

"Your Majesty, I am summoned to you, it's not hard."

"I heard that you are in good health over the years, are you better?"

"Your Majesty is concerned, and I have been recuperating all these years, and it has been much better."

When the emperor looked at this face similar to someone, he couldn't help but think of some of his youth. "I also led troops with your father back then, so I naturally knew that the battlefield was dangerous. Besides, you were young at that time, but you asked you to bear these things. I was sorry for you... and your father... and your mother."

After saying that, the emperor, who sat on his head and his temples but had gray hair before his fifties, seemed to have remembered something, and his face, which had always been filled with joy and anger, was filled with sadness.

Luo Changfeng, who lived below, showed respect and politeness as soon as he entered the hall gate. When he heard the emperor talk about his father and mother's wife, his calm face finally changed a little, but it was fleeting, making people think he was dazzled.

"Your Majesty, since you are the King of Yanbei, you should naturally be responsible for protecting Yanbei and the Great Wei. Even if you are crushed to pieces, you will still be willing to refuse, let alone you have suffered some minor injuries."

Some words that should have been passionate and said from Luo Changfeng's mouth were plain and plain, as if they were natural.

"Another, my father once mentioned to me that if he wanted to die, he hoped to die on the battlefield. Now, although my father has passed away, he finally got what he wanted. Although I am sad, I know that the death is gone! Your Majesty does not need to blame himself."

The emperor sighed after hearing this, and his face seemed to have grown a little older. But he didn't seem to want to mention Luo Heng's death too much, so the scene was silent for a moment.

When the atmosphere in the hall became more and more strange and the air became more and more depressing, the emperor finally couldn't help but ask what he wanted to ask the most, "How are your mother?"

"Reply to Your Majesty, Mother's Everything is OK." Luo Changfeng replied politely, but felt that the emperor would not believe this after saying it. He added, "The mother's mother was indeed not very good in the two years after the father left, but the mother seemed to have accepted this fact in recent years, which is no different from before."

In fact, there are still some changes, but he never thought of telling the emperor about these things.

"She...she blamed me?" the emperor asked cautiously.

“…”

After waiting for a while, the emperor's heart had already risen and fallen, and he raised it up thousands of times. When he was about to breathe nervously, he called the imperial physician. The minister below said: "When I left Yanbei, my mother asked me to say hello to Your Majesty on her behalf."

Hearing this, the emperor let out a long sigh, his hand tightly held beside him relaxed, and his nervous heart was relieved. Fortunately, it would be enough to be willing to ask hello.

The emperor asked what he wanted to ask, but when he heard the answer he wanted to hear, he had already fulfilled his thoughts. So he turned back to the arrogant emperor.

"I have heard a little about Yanbei, so I will summon you to Beijing this time. Since you have come to Kyoto, you will be able to recuperate in Kyoto. I have asked someone to repair Yuquan Villa, where there are a few natural hot springs, so you can take good care of yourself!"

"Thank you, your Majesty, I'm sorry for your trouble."

"It's okay, since you don't want to marry the Shen family's daughter, then you can see if there is any suitable one in Kyoto! I'm at your age, there are several children, so you need to hurry up and don't worry your mother." The emperor, who was sitting high on the head, was holding the emperor's attitude and fucked the old father's heart.

Luo Changfeng's cold eyes flashed when he heard this, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He only heard him say, "Thank you for your concern, I understand."

"You just arrived in Kyoto today and were exhausted, so let's stay in the palace first! Liu An."

Liu An, who served on the side, bowed and said, "The slave is here."

"Carry up the Fuyang Palace, and Changfeng will live there today."

"Yes, I'll do it now."

The emperor nodded slightly and said to Luo Changfeng: "You should rest in Fuyang Palace today, and it will not be too late to go to Yuquan Villa after you have a good rest."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Luo Changfeng knew that the emperor had asked all the questions, and did not want to deal with it. He said again: "If Your Majesty has no other instructions, I will take the leave first."

The emperor nodded, "Well, go back!"

Seeing Emperor Luo Changfeng leaving after saluting, he had not retracted his eyes for a long time, as if he saw the weird woman from that time again, with big eyes always saying something strange and strange that he couldn't understand.

Twenty-six years, she should be doing well!
Chapter completed!