MTL - Peerless-Chapter 178

Chapter 178

"Where did he go after escape?" Cui did not ask.

"It's unknown for the time being, there is no one at Jiejian Mansion. This incident was in the prison of the Ministry of Justice, and it is impossible to hide it. Your Majesty already knew, but the news was temporarily pressed. After the moon entered the palace, another person was taken to the prison of the Ministry of Justice , Claiming that Feng Xiao had captured her hand and went back to stay. "

But just to cover people's eyes and to prevent the news from spreading, everyone knows that it will definitely not be Feng Xiao's deity.

Since the lord of Feng'erfu ran away, he would never go back again.

The grandson Bodhi originally thought that Cui would be furious if he didn't go, thinking that Feng Xiao was going to make a mess.

But Cui didn't even go.

He only looked strange for a moment, then nodded, indicating that he knew.

Bodhi, the eldest son: "Tomorrow's Buddha Association, if there are heavy soldiers in control, but if the enemy is unexpected, then there are masters like Xiao Lu, and I and Mingyue alone may not be able to stop it."

He meant that Feng Er's superb force was an indispensable aid. If Feng Xiao didn't say a word, they might be troublesome tomorrow.

Cui did not go: "Since he hasn't returned, he doesn't need to worry about him. Xiao Lu went back to the wine shop to fight a serious injury. He has not recovered yet. The martial arts are only 70% to 80% of the original. Should be enough. "

Changsun disagreed: "There is another Tu An Qinghe."

Cui did not go: "Turkish destroys the heart of the Central Plains and never dies, but after all, it is Jingshi, and there are many masters around him. It is difficult to succeed only by Tu An Qinghe. If we dispatch masters too much, they will not know then What can you think of? Rather than keep the soldiers at bay, the soldiers come to block and the water to cover the soil. "

"What do you mean, want your Majesty to use it as a bait?"

There were only two people in the room, and the grandson asked this sentence, so naturally a third person could hear it.

And his tone was not to question Cui's disrespect.

Right now, the enemy is dark. In the eyes of the enemy, this behemoth of our own is full of loopholes. No matter how strict the defense is, there is always a secret.

In this case, tempting the enemy deeply and adapting to the situation seems to be the best choice.

Cui does not nod.

The grandson was silent for a moment: "I see, I will try my best to deploy staff and be fully prepared."

Cui didn't cough twice: "You don't have to be too nervous. Many things don't seem to be under control. In fact, they may not be so dangerous."

Eldest Bodhi: "What do you mean?"

The sun had completely set down, and even the last glow of Yunji disappeared.

Heaven and earth fell into heavy night.

Cui didn't feel a bit cold, couldn't help but hold the cloak tighter.

Seeing this, the grandson fiddled with the fire a few times.

Soon the room was warming again.

The night of the 16th day of the first month was exceptionally cold.

It was quiet outside, in stark contrast to the excitement at the same time last night.

Due to the change of the Qin King's Mansion last night, the government government canceled the people's right to play overnight, and resumed the usual curfew.

There was a noise outside, and maybe there was fine snow falling.

Aside from the events that will happen tomorrow, this is a quiet night.

Cui didn't talk about it.

"There must be some kind of agreement between Xiao Lu and Cave Real."

"However, Xiao Lu has no foundation in the Sui Dynasty. If he wants to usurp the throne, he will definitely borrow a puppet. This puppet is likely to be someone close to the emperor, so that he can ensure a smooth transition. So he asked Stability, may not advocate killing your Majesty. "

"The cave is really different. He wants the Great Sui chaos. The more chaos, the better, so that Turks have the opportunity, so he will definitely die."

"The contradiction between these two people is the timing we can use."

The grandson listened and suddenly sighed.

The sigh was extremely light.

He is a man who never sighs.

Cui never went and had never seen such a hesitant look on his face.

Eldest son Bodhi said: "Tomorrow, I don't know, but I will try my best."

Cui didn't smile. "Long grandson, I'm not an inexhaustible Zhuge. Even the martial arts soldiers, I have been secretive, I have no knowledge, I can only do my best."

By the fire, his face was reddish, but still reflected thin.

The grandson only felt that his complexion was paler than the previous few days.

The red fire on the cheek not only could not add a touch of warmth to Cui, but was like a candlelight that was about to burn out. He was trying to burn his last energy to bring the body alive. .

"Exalted ambassador," the grandson frowned, and suddenly said, "you still don't go tomorrow, let me do what you order."

Cui did not go calmly and said, "You know, this is impossible."

The elder Bodhi's lips moved slightly, and what he wanted to say, did not say anything in the end.

Cui doesn't always get sick. He gets sick more every winter, but his energy has been very good recently, and he hasn't even fallen ill.

An ignorant person seems only to be healthy.

The grandson Bodhi knows otherwise.

And exactly the opposite, Cui does not go in the current state is extremely abnormal, more like a return to light.

It's just that this sentence is too unlucky, not even the grandson.

Everyone knows that Cui Buqu's health has always been bad. No matter what doctors look at, he will say that he will live forever, from three to five months, and from three to five years. If he is mean, maybe he will Let them prepare for the aftermath.

Cui did not go almost as if he was going against the sky. Since the grandson knew him, he has always been like this, dragging his sick body, but never falling down.

Over time, everyone seems to have an illusion: Cui will not fall if he does not go, let alone die young.

However, after all, the illusion is only an illusion. The body of the dying wood cannot suddenly get better for no reason, and Cui does not go to such an exhaustion to make the candlelight burn faster.

At this moment he seemed to be all right, but in fact he was already at the end of the crossbow, and the oil was exhausted.

The elder Bodhi can memorize any Buddhist classics, but he is not good at persuading people.

So he can only say to Cui: "Don't force it, at least we are."

"Don't worry, I can hold on." Cui did not seem to know what he was thinking, and patted his shoulder.

At least, it will survive tomorrow. Cui didn't think about it.

...

At night, the snow went from shattering to shattering.

Inside the princess's house, she also fell asleep peacefully and dreamed peacefully.

The evening banquet scheduled to be held here tonight was also cancelled due to the change last night.

The atmosphere inside the palace is now very tense, and there will be a Buddhist meeting tomorrow. Now the nobles and nobles who are full of capitals are like moles who have heard the wind and grass move. All the doors are closed and low-key.

On the third day of the Lantern Festival, it was deserted like never before.

But Princess Leping hasn't slept yet.

Not only did she not sleep, she was well-groomed and did not remove her hair bun. She sat on the couch and looked at the person who pushed in the door.

His eyes were slightly sad.

"Huanniang, wouldn't you let me go?"