Kunlun Snow Lotus, the legend can be a resurrection of the elixir, she only seen in the book, read the drug introduction, read the Kunlun snow lotus pattern, but never seen the real Kunlun snow lotus.

This kind of elixir has long since disappeared in modern times. Even if Kunlun is turned over, it will never be found.

So how can she give up such a good opportunity.

Hail, snow lotus, she wants.

"Chu Xi, a snow lotus, can refine at least three legendary sacred medicines. The royal court struggle is so harsh. This holy medicine is prepared."

Chu Yu still shook his head: "No, I don't trust, you wait for me for a month, I will arrange it, and I will accompany you there."

"You are the emperor, you are gone, what about Chu?" Bai Hao shook his head again and again. If Chu Chuan went to Kunlun with her, the Chu king imperial power had something wrong, then she is not a sinner? She does not want to be the demon woman in the mouth of the people.

"Just wait for me for a month, okay?" He almost pleaded.

She finally nodded: "Good!"

Give him breakfast, send him to leave, she stood at the gate of Dongfang Bieyuan, watching the carriage of Chu Yu sitting in the eye a little bit, the smile on the face, gradually disappeared.

She can wait another month, two months, but Song Lang can't wait for so long.

Kunlun road is far away, and Song Lang is only two and a half months away. If it takes another month, I am afraid that they found a hail in Kunlun, and they will not come back to detoxify him.

In order to be able to leave Kyoto for a while after a month, Chu Yu must start to arrange credible manpower from now on.

I have to do this when I am busy with my official duties. Naturally, I will not be able to go to the Oriental Garden to see her.

When she thought of her, she let Fusheng go to talk and said she wanted to eat the dumplings she made.

Fu Sheng returned empty-handed at first, saying that he did not meet anyone. Mr. Dongfang said that she was dismantling Zhou Liwu and did not have time to make dumplings for him.

When he went again for the second time, Fu Sheng returned empty-handed. He also did not see anyone. He said that Mr. Dongfang had brought him a message, saying that Bai Yan was giving a visit to Zhou Awu, and he was not free to eat.

She was busy even twice. This is understandable. It is not unusual for Fusheng to see people twice.

Fu Sheng is the head of the house and the person around him. Fu Sheng represents him.

Oriental Mu could not let him see the day, what about the line? What about the return visit? This is not the reason for not meeting.

The more he thinks, the more he feels bad.

In the days of calculation, he has not seen the day in seven or eight days.

"Okay, I know, you go to the horse, and when you finish the matter at hand, you will go there."

The little **** who was waiting for Fu Sheng was new. Many things didn't know. The partiality was a courage. When I saw the emperor, I couldn't help but interrupt: "The emperor, what do you want to eat, you can tell the royal chef to do it for you. Why do you go outside and look for it?"

Chu Yan raised his eyes and swept to the little eunuch. He smiled and smiled: "How can the royal chef compare with her?"

Fu Sheng continued, and took the eye to the small eunuch: "Would you like to talk more? Not to prepare horses?"

The little **** spit out his tongue and hurried back.

"The emperor forgives sins, and the old slaves are not strict."

Chu Yu waved his hand: "No problem, beside him, you really need someone who dares to swear."

After busy with the matter at hand, Chu Hao hurried out of the palace, anxious that even the dark purple robes did not pay attention to change, so wearing an emperor uniforms and galloping to the East.

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