Chapter 15: A Thin Life (15)

After the emperor finished babbling, Li Shuning said: "Your Majesty, in fact, they are not dead. ”

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and then was a little surprised: "You said that Li Zifeng and his wife did not die?" ”

Li Shuning smiled: "That day, someone from the cell came to call me over, when I looked at it for the first time, I found that something was wrong, they were not, obviously, I didn't know what happened, so I deliberately pretended to be dizzy, but it is certain that they are definitely not dead, Your Majesty, I don't know if you Ke Ou asked people to find them?" ”

The emperor looked at Li Shuning, and then raised his eyebrows: "What is your name?" ”

Li Shuning looked at the emperor, and the emperor's eyes were a little eager.

After thinking about it, Li Shuning bowed: "Father, my daughter is still a little uncomfortable, please give your daughter some time." ”

"Hahaha, of course, as long as you are willing to admit me, it doesn't matter how much time you want."

Hearing the laughter in the main hall, the general guarding outside also smiled.

That's fine.

After that, Li Shuning naturally lived in the palace.

As for the teaching workshop, the emperor originally thought that Li Shuning had been in the teaching workshop for so many years, and this matter would naturally be smoothed out, and some people who knew Li Shuning in the teaching workshop would naturally have to be cleaned up, so as not to damage Li Shuning's reputation at that time.

Li Shuning stopped the emperor.

"Father, speaking of which, there was a general to help me at the beginning, and I have been taken care of by everyone in the workshop over the years. The father is going to dispose of the people in the workshop today, but it has attracted the attention of others, it is a fact that his daughter has entered the workshop, but he is also clean and self-conscious, if someone is not happy with Shu Ning because of this matter, then why should Shu Ning stay with such a person in the future? ”

"In the workshop, there is Xiao Tao who takes care of her daughter's daily life, very attentively, and is making the deputy envoy also take care of her daughter, and some other women, they are just some poor people, father, please spare them."

"Silly boy, you have the final say, indeed, you are a princess, who dares to say you. If someone says bad things about you behind your back, you can just punish you. ”

"By the way, kid, I also sent someone to find Li Zifeng and them, but there is no news so far, but I asked people to take a look, the place where they were buried was empty, so they didn't die, it should be right."

"I just don't know where they have gone, who saved them."

At this time, Li Zifeng and his wife were floating on the sea, and they found the raft they had made before.

Originally, they were anxious about Li Shuning, and they didn't prepare anything, so they set off.

The loss and recovery of the raft is naturally the credit of the puppet.

However, they didn't know that not long after they set off, they had already fallen asleep, and naturally it was the credit of the hovering car.

They were then taken by the puppet to the hovercar and back to land.

When they woke up, they were already lying on the beach.

This will make both husband and wife a little shocked, what's going on?

Could it be that they fell asleep, and then the raft floated here on its own?

The main thing is that someone sees them, and they see others equally.

At this time, the image of the husband and wife is not very good.

After all, it is an uninhabited island, their clothes are relatively old, and Li Zifeng is even more bearded.

was originally pampered, but at this time, the two of them looked no different from ordinary people.

They did not stop, rested for a while, and then prepared to go to the capital.

After all, Li Shuning is still in the capital, and he doesn't know what to do.

They were anxious, but they didn't know that someone had seen them.

The secret men escorted them into the capital.

Naturally, some people went to the emperor to complain.

PS: I'm cold, I wrote some groggily, I was hit, and I caught a cold again. . .