Emperor Chu was in a bad mood.

All the eunuchs and guards who were accompanying him retreated three feet away, and they lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Suddenly, snow fell again in the sky.

Song Zhiyuan walked forward and said, "Your Majesty, it's snowing, it's time to go back to the palace, and you're about to go to the morning court."

Emperor Chu's voice was as cold as the cold snow: "I forgot for a moment that the Xia family had been treacherous and had been hiding for decades, so cautious that he would not have come forward so easily for me to catch him. Haha. It's such a good show."

Song Zhiyuan licked his dry lips and said for a while: "It will always reveal its bottom."

Emperor Chu looked over and said, "I don't want to play this hidden game with him."

How can you let others sleep soundly under the bed?

Song Zhiyuan said nothing.

"After making this, I only used a few useless chess pieces, so that it would be even more difficult to catch him in the future." Emperor Chu said again, with a little irritation in his voice.

He reached out his hand, then a snowflake was held in the palm of his hand, and said, "But it's okay, the ice will melt one day in the control, let alone the snowflakes."

He dropped this sentence and strode away.

Song Zhiyuan followed and looked out of the city, his eyes dark.

On a hillside outside the city, two horses were also looking at the direction of the city. One of them was a tall figure.

Another horse, an old man, said, "Young master, there is really no need to play this move."

The man said, "Sir, you don't understand. I just want to tell the Chu Dog that when I appeared, I want him to sleep and eat, as if he was stuck in his throat."

The old man pursed his lips: "But the buried chess piece is useless, and it will be difficult to install it again."

The man smiled: "It's just some useless chess. If it's useless, it's a waste. Only those who can withstand the sedimentation are good chess that can go on the battlefield and kill the enemy."

The old man was silent.

The man then turned over his hand and let the snow water fall down by the palm of his hand. Then he held the reins of the horse and turned around and rode away.

A cold and snowy sound came with the wind.

"I will be back soon after going to Beijing."

...

The residence of Chen Langzhong of the Ministry of War.

Mr. Chen, who had an old face, looked at the imperial physician nervously and asked anxiously: "Doctor Zheng, what about my grandson?"

Doctor Zheng took back his hand and said, "Gui Sun has been in high fever for too long, and the young master's forehead is also injured. I'm afraid it will hurt his brain. I'm afraid..."

Grandma Chen, who was as shaped like a haggard, knelt down and said, "Doctor Zheng, please save my son."

"Grandma Big Brother Get up quickly, I will do my best, but the young master has been delaying for a while, I am afraid he will become stupid."

Grandma Chen's face was pale and forced to bite her tongue. The smell of blood filled her mouth and prevented herself from passing.

Doctor Zheng took out the needle and gave the young man who was lying on the bed a few shots. The child's eyelids rolled and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Yinbao, is it my mother, can you recognize her?" Grandma Chen rushed over.

Yuanbao grinned, then smiled foolishly and called out to mom.

Everyone's hearts were stuttering, and Grandma Chen, holding her back tightly and screaming out of her throat.

Lord Chen staggered a few steps back, and he was as old as several years old.

He walked out of the room and saw Mrs. Chen standing in the courtyard with white hair. Anger burst out in his eyes, walked over and clenched his hands.

"Are you satisfied? His only grandson is stupid."

Mrs. Chen closed her eyes.

Lord Chen squatted down and cried out loud.

Everyone in the Chen Mansion was silent. When the sky was white, the servant went to the main courtyard to call Mrs. Chen to get up, but saw Mrs. Chen on the bed without any response. She sniffed and screamed.
Chapter completed!