Phoenix Man's Boss Road [Quick Travel]

"Miss, today is the day when King Xuan enters Tiancheng, and I don't know how lively it is outside!" The servant girl came in with tea, her face was chubby, and the baby fat hadn't faded.

She put the things on the small table beside the couch, "It's late now, I don't know if I've entered the city yet"

The servant girl looked at the beauty on the couch, and continued to chatter: "I heard that King Xuan is very brave. With him guarding the northern border, the enemy will have to weigh in when they come. This time they took down many cities in the country, and they had to ask for peace." What?" The words imply admiration, and she suddenly seemed to think of something, she quickly shut up, and secretly glanced at the expression of the person on the bed.

The person on the couch frowned slightly, with a beautiful face, a book in his hand, and an elegant demeanor.

Shu Yiyao frowned slightly when she heard the words of the maid Cui Zhu: "It doesn't matter to me if it's lively." When she spoke, she kept her eyes on the book, but her mind was lost in the book.

She was grounded, and she couldn't join in the fun.

This is an order from Su's father. Fortunately, this is the last day, and the ban will be lifted tomorrow.

When she first came to wear it three years ago, she might still do it impulsively, but not now.

She saw clearly that she had no backing, was alone, and had no ability to challenge the ancient rules.

She tried it, and the consequence of the challenge was to rebound and hurt herself, and she suffered a lot. Although she was unwilling, she couldn't help it. No matter how upset she was, she began to obey on the surface.

She hasn't seen King Xuan in Cuizhu's story for a few years, so she's a little curious.

It's just, hey... I'm grounded, so I can't look at it.

At this time, King Xuan, who had returned to the city, had already arrived in the palace and entered the magnificent Fengtian Hall.

"My son has seen his father."

The thin and powerful figure is kneeling in a battle robe, with his head slightly lowered, expressing respect for the person in front of him. Although he is kneeling, his back is straight, and even kneeling is dignified and proud.

"Get up, there's no need to see each other between father and son." The sitting emperor raised his hand and said, with a look of kindness on his face. His black dragon cannon was embroidered with golden dragons flying in the sky, domineering and dignified, exuding the majesty of the king all over his body. There are gray hairs on the temples, and the corners of the eyes are full of traces left by time.

"Father is both a king and a father, and he should accept this. My son has traveled far away for several years, and I am ashamed of not being able to be filial by my father's side all the time." Luo Hengshun stood up with gestures, and said beautiful words in his mouth, Full of sincerity.

He raised his head, revealing a handsome face that was almost feminine, but this femininity was weakened by the firmness between his brows, and he exuded a cold and awe-inspiring aura, so that people who saw him would subconsciously ignore such an appearance.

Luo Heng thought to himself, if he kneels down, he should pray for himself. This is ancient times. If he kneels down to the supreme ruler of this country, he doesn't feel that his personality has been humiliated. His personal dignity is not so noble and unyielding. He should bow his head. Just bow your head.

In this scene, the father and son of the Tian family met for the first time in a few years. He wanted to kneel, and he was willing to kneel. Otherwise, with the suspicion of the emperor, if he realized that you were not sincere even kneeling, he would think a few times in his heart Make it up to you to have a different mind.

"My son has a heart!" Emperor Jiaqing sighed and motioned him to sit down.

After Luo Heng sat down, the palace servant poured tea.

"Your victory in northern Xinjiang is the best tribute to your father, and as a prince, it is also the best explanation to Mu." Emperor Jiaqing smiled kindly, looking at the six sons in front of him.

His face was a little pale, there was a look of exhaustion between his brows, and there was a faint smell of blood coming from his body. His nose had always been sensitive, so he couldn't tell the wrong smell.

"Since Qian Heng is wounded, why didn't he slow down on the way, the wound might have ruptured?"

The nose is really good. The emperor must have smelled blood, so he said that his wound was opened. Can he say it was intentional?Just to guard against his dog nose.

Emperor Jiaqing said without waiting for Luo Heng's answer, he waved his sleeves and said, "Wang Fu, pass on the imperial doctor!"

"Father Emperor." Luo Heng hurriedly said, struggling for a while, "My son's wound is just a little cracked, just go back to the mansion and deal with it." Although he was reluctant, his expression and tone did not show it at all, as usual. expression.

Luo Heng lowered his eyelids, something flashed in his eyes and disappeared in an instant.

Who made him the emperor...

"It will take a while on the way back, so let's deal with it in the palace, so as not to worsen the wound." Emperor Jiaqing was like an ordinary father who cared about his son's body, and he didn't feel wrong when he saw his expressionless face. The expression on his face has rarely changed since he was a child, and he seems to be expressionless all the time, and he is used to it.

The imperial doctor arrived soon, out of breath, as if he was running.

When treating the wound, the emperor didn't shy away from it, and just watched from the side.

The sleeves were rolled up, and the white cloth that bandaged the wound on the elbow was soaked in blood.

The imperial doctor removed the bloody cloth and re-dressed the wound that had been opened.

"Take the pulse for King Xuan to see if there are any other problems with the body." The emperor continued to speak.

The imperial doctor followed the orders, and Luo Heng secretly circulated his internal energy to adjust the pulse in some way.

"Back to the emperor! Xuan Wang's pulse is strong and powerful, and his body is in his prime." The imperial doctor replied after checking the pulse, which meant that he was very healthy.

"Then his face is pale, how is that?" The emperor's expression at this time made people wonder what he was thinking. The emperor's thoughts were so meticulous that it was hard for people to guess.

"Back to the emperor, it should be caused by injuries and fatigue," the imperial physician replied with his head bowed.

"Okay, step back," Emperor Jiaqing waved his sleeves.

Seeing that the strips of cloth had been taken away, Luo Heng stood up and said, "Father, my son will retire first."

The emperor didn't stop him: "Well, go ahead, take a good rest and attend tomorrow's celebration banquet."

Luo Heng left Fengtian Palace and walked towards the palace gate. After getting on his horse, he turned his head to look at the magnificent imperial city, whipped his whip, and left quickly.

It was already dark in a blink of an eye.

Luo Heng was soaking in the bathtub, the water was up to half his shoulders, he was in a lazy posture, with his hands on the side, his fast-drying long black hair was hanging down behind him, the back of his head was leaning against the edge of the bathtub, his neck was raised slightly, showing a beautiful and sexy face Adam's apple.

Smoke lingered beside him. Under his handsome and feminine face, the collarbone was clearly defined, and the lock socket was moderately deep and eye-catching. His fair skin was slightly reddened by the heat. He was in the hazy mist, and he was extremely beautiful... …

Yes, it is extremely beautiful, it seems that even the wind outside the window is attracted by him, with an imperceptible sound.

Although he has lived in northern Xinjiang for a long time, his skin has not been dyed by the wind and sun except for rough spots. The slightly rough fair skin gives people a healthy feeling and a good texture.

Luo Heng half-closed his eyes to enjoy this moment of peace and comfort, the system has already gone to sleep.

His mission in this world is to win the big position, and the difficulty is four stars. Are the newcomer trial missions so difficult?Fortunately, he came here more than ten years ago, so he still had the opportunity to prepare.

When he first arrived in this world, he persuaded the system to sleep with the reason of "the task is difficult, if you fail, you can save some energy to travel to the next world". It seems that the system energy is really running low. Really reluctant to sleep to save energy.

He breathed a sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to worry about controlling the thoughts in his head from leaking out, now there was nothing to spy on the thoughts in his head.

Apart from being able to take him through time, the system seems to be useless, and hibernation doesn't affect anything.

Everything was silent, and the candlelight made a soft sound, and Luo Heng regained his senses from his thoughts.

Feeling the strange pain in the lower abdomen, lips pursed slightly, brows frowned, the temperature of the water had almost dropped, the hand on the side of the bucket grabbed the edge, tried hard, trying to stand up and leave the bucket.

In the silent night at this time, there was an inaudible sound. If you discern it carefully, you can vaguely hear it as an uncontrollable inhalation sound.

Luo Heng's ears moved, feeling something was wrong, he reacted quickly, and immediately put on his clothes to cover his body.