LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

"His Royal Highness, the old slaves are enshrined in their will, and come to welcome the Highness to the Corning Palace." Wang Fu said slightly, bending and respectfully said.

Yan Yan turned his head and looked at him. He suddenly showed a smile: "Is it a grandfather?"

Wang Fu was a little surprised: "Do you still remember the old slaves?"

Yan Yan nodded: "I still remember when I was young, Wang Gonggong always gave me things."

Wang Fu’s heart is clear.

Before the age of five, the second Highness was definitely the most favored emperor in the palace.

At that time, when the emperor got something, he would not forget this prince.

And the things that were sent to the DPRK Palace, naturally, it is impossible to let a small **** go casually, so every time, Wang Fu, the former general manager of the Imperial Palace, personally took him.

Unexpectedly, this highness of the temple has been remembered for so many years?

Wang Fu’s heart raised a faint warmth: these rootless slaves have long had no hope in this life. What they ask for is nothing more than the respect and concern of others.

In his heart, he stepped forward to sort out the collar for Yan Yan, and he quickly said a word in his mouth: "Your Majesty went to the palace of Guilin last night, and the second hall, do not be willful."

After the words are finished, the movements on his hands are over, and the whole person’s gesture is retired and respectfully lowered, as if nothing happened.

Yan Yan raised his eyebrow and looked at Wang Fu. He did not think that the most powerful **** around the Xiande emperor would have shown himself so early.

He didn't say anything, just looked back at the small courtyard and pointed his finger at the peony: "Wang Gonggong, I don't have any attachments in this yard. Only this peony flower is accompanied. I can take it with me for a long time?"

Wang Fu knew about the peony, and knew that this was the only thing left by the former empress.

However, it is a dead object, and no one will be in the heart. Wang Fu said with a smile: "What you like under your Highness is naturally left."

Yan Yan nodded and seemed to be a bit comfortable.

However, he only looked at the peony, and he was not very sad.

Wang Fu pointed out that an **** was holding the half-man-high peony, and the group of people came out of this cold palace.

There seems to be no extra person on this long palace road, but whether it is Wang Fu or Yan Yan, I know that in the dark, I don’t know how many eyes are staring at my own people.

The former prince was taken back to the palace by the emperor, and the predecessor of the prince was personally picked up. What does this mean?

There are also many palaces that look at the gloating glory to the phoenix palace. Over the years, the noble family has grown up, and the temper is very accustomed to it. I don’t know what kind of reaction will happen?

Nothing... Nothing happens.

She quietly stayed in the palace of the DPRK, with a gentle smile on her face.

"I heard that the second emperor returned to the Corning Palace. The palace is the owner of the harem, and it is natural to express one or two."

"Hey, you ran for me, picking up the rewards for the second emperor. How do you say that this palace is also his mother, isn't it?" The noble smile is beautiful. Yan, said the mother's word At the time, the tone is the bitterness of the bones.

The Queen is dead, but her sin has not been paid off.

When the mother debt was repaid, the nobles suddenly felt that it was not a bad thing for the two emperors to officially return to Corning Palace.