Master, you hear in the palace of the rumor?"
Dinner time, Zhuang collaterals rouge is slowly drank the fresh bamboo shoot soup, see the cloud Xi a face smiles came in, he wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "what of that?"
"The maidservant hears that you leave today, bamboo, the emperor had to give Xu Zhaorong moved house, but because the compassionate Xu Zhaorong like bamboo, so let Xu Zhaorong continue to live day building." Cloud Xi said this words, could not help showing a bit funny means, "now do not know Xu Zhaorong would still like the bamboo.