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Chapter 427 People in the palace are most afraid of love

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    Long Yule was looking at the carriage wholeheartedly, taking one step at a time. It was only a dozen steps away, but to him it seemed like it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, so far away and so difficult!

    Just when he was about to approach the carriage, Long Yule suddenly felt Bei Qingwu's lips pressed against his earlobe. He trembled all over and swayed a little. The guards were so frightened that they rushed forward to protect Bei Qingwu.  Dance.

    Long Yule conveniently put Bei Qingwu on the carriage, and Bei Qingwu could no longer play tricks.

    Long Yule stood in front of the carriage and looked up at Bei Qingwu: "Princess, if your foot is injured, go back quickly. I have something to do here, so I can't send you back!"

    Bei Qingwu was unhappy, but she could only nod.

    Long Yule said goodbye.

    Bei Qingwu raised her eyes to look at An Yi and Yuanyang, and shouted unhappily: "Still not leaving?"

    Anyi and Yuanyang quickly got on the carriage.

    Long Yule stood far away, watching the carriage go away. He hesitated for a moment, then went straight to the emperor's palace and waited silently until he saw King Guangping, dressed in cyan brocade clothes and wearing a ferocious black iron mask.  Come to the palace.

    Long Yule clenched his hands, stepped forward suddenly, and knelt in front of Feng Qingchen.

    Feng Qingchen frowned, bent down and looked at Long Yule, who was trembling with his eyes closed tightly, and said coldly: "You are so brave!"

    Long Yule knelt down and kowtowed: "Uncle, my grandson begs you to ask the King of Northern Qi for someone!"

    Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyes darkened and she said in a deep voice, ¡°I thought you were like other princes and wanted me to teach you martial arts to inherit my mantle!¡±

    Long Yule hurriedly said: "My grandson knows that he has little talent and knowledge and is not worthy of the guidance of the emperor's uncle. The grandson just doesn't want his friends to be wasted, so he begs the emperor's uncle to help him. The grandson is very grateful!"

    Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyes hardened, friend?  At first he thought Long Yule wanted the Northern Qi princess, but obviously now he wanted Liu Lanhua!

    Feng Qingchen raised his hand and hit Long Yule on the shoulder. Long Yule shook his body and spat out a mouthful of blood, which bloomed on the bluestone.

    Ah Qian wanted to step forward, but was frightened away by Feng Qingchen's sharp eyes.

    Feng Qingchen¡¯s murderous and vicious aura was like a painful and cold ice knife, filling people with fear.

    Long Yule suppressed the surge of blood in his chest and knelt in front of Feng Qingchen again.

    Feng Qingchen narrowed his eyes coldly: "Do you want to die?"

    Long Yule gritted his teeth: "If the grandson dies, the emperor is willing to save my friend, and the grandson is willing!"

    Feng Qingchen sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent: "What a willing statement!"

    Ah Qian was afraid that King Guangping would really kill the third prince, so he immediately knelt down.

    Feng Qingchen looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, filled with an indescribable aura, "Do you know that people in the palace are most jealous of love? Whether it is love, friendship, or even family affection?"

    Long Yule raised his eyes, with sincerity and prayer in his eyes. His expression became more respectful, and he kowtowed again: "My grandson knows, but I can't forget my love. I ask the emperor's uncle to help my grandson!"

    Ah Qian was so frightened that he quickly kowtowed and did not dare to get up for a long time.

    The viciousness and murderous look in her eyes slowly dissipated, Feng Qingchen wrapped her long white fingers in her sleeves, slowly raised her eyes to look at the oppressive palace, and nodded slowly: "Very good, I am.  The king promises you!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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