Yan Xiaomo met the little emperor by chance at the door.
"Master, are you also looking for the emperor's uncle?"
The little emperor was followed by Xiaobai, who was actually wearing a small and cute dress.
Yan Xiaomo picked up Xiaobai, nodded and said, "Xiaotuanzi, you are so caring, you even gave Xiaobai clothes to wear."
The little emperor smiled shyly, "The weather is getting cold, so I asked Aunt Rong to make a dress for Xiaobai, otherwise Xiaobai will get cold."
Yan Xiaomo raised her eyebrows.
She had never heard that dogs could be cold.
Even if it's cold, it's still winter.
It's just autumn now, so it's not that cold.
Yan Xiaomo and the young emperor entered the imperial study.
Zhao Yun and the regent were the only two people in the huge imperial study.
"Didn't I disturb you?"
Although Yan Xiaomo asked, she had already come in.
Even if it disturbed their conversation, Yan Xiaomo would not leave.
The little emperor followed Yan Xiaomo.
Normally, he would wait outside the imperial study room for permission from the emperor's uncle.
He would only go in if the emperor's uncle allowed him to enter.
If the emperor's uncle did not allow him to go in, he would have no choice but to wait outside.
But it's different now.
As long as he follows the master, the emperor's uncle won't say anything about him.
Suddenly I felt that it felt good to have a master, and it felt even better to be protected by the master.
"Xiaomo, you're here."
Zhao Yun stood up and took Yan Xiaomo's hand, his eyes filled with doting towards Yan Xiaomo.
"Well, let's see if you guys have settled the matter."
Yan Xiaomo looked at Murong Zongchang, and finally set his sights on Zhao Yun.
"The prince and I have already reached an agreement.
Are you ready to come back to the General's Mansion with me?"
There was a faint expectation in Zhao Yun's eyes, and he realized that he really couldn't live without her.
It's just that after not seeing her for a day, he was thinking about it like crazy.
Yan Xiaomo's smile was all in his mind.
Therefore, he sneaked into the palace to see Yan Xiaomo at night, but he didn't expect that something like that would happen last night.
He was really embarrassed and humiliated.
Murong Zongchang did not stop Zhao Yun and Yan Xiaomo, but watched as the two disappeared from his sight.
Standing on the high steps, with a panoramic view of the luxurious palace, his tall figure looked a little lonely.
"Uncle Emperor, what are you looking at?
The master has gone far away."
The little emperor hugged Xiaobai and stood beside Murong Zongchang with his small body.
Xiaobai barked twice, seeming to agree with the little emperor.
Murong Zongchang glanced at the little emperor and sighed longly, his voice a little ethereal, "Some things are destined not to belong to me, don't you think so?"
The little emperor didn't understand why the uncle's words were so strange.
He was so smart that he didn't understand it at all, but he still nodded cooperatively and said, "Yeah."
Murong Zongchang snorted and turned around to enter the imperial study.
Since he decided to want this world, he had to be responsible for it.
Although there were many people who didn't understand him and wanted to resist him, he didn't care.
History is rewritten by the victor, and he does not need to rewrite anything.
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Who cares about your posthumous reputation?
He is not one of those hypocritical emperors who cares about the opinions of future generations.
Living in the moment, he just wants to do what he can and can do.
Before Yan Xiaomo could get down from the carriage hill, she heard a crisp sound.
"Welcome the general back to the house."
Song Ning'er and Xiang Ling stood outside the general's house early, waiting for Zhao Yun to return.
As soon as they saw the carriage approaching, the two of them looked at the carriage eagerly. oshow7: