"How many moments do you think you'll be alive?"

Jiang Lihu's grin was like gluttony locking on to his prey, and the more he laughed, the more chilling it became.

Bai Ying raised his eyebrows, but he did not show half a look of fear, but instead opened his eyes and said in a clear voice: "If Childe wants to kill me, he will kill me, the sword is resting on his neck, how many more days can he live, isn't Childe determined? Childe still came to ask me, isn't it nonsense?"

As soon as the two words of nonsense fell, the air in the entire bamboo forest froze in an instant.

Everyone gasped, and the killing intent choked.

Jiang Li's eyes flashed, and the tip of the sword pierced without hesitation-

At the last moment, the door of Huangquan opened. Seeing that the woman was about to splatter three feet of blood, a plain shirt figure rushed out of the side, desperately pushing the woman away, and blocking himself in front of the sword.

The cold light flashed, and the sword intent skulled. The tip of the sword made a sharp turn, and it came around in a few moments, but it was still too fast, and the sharp blade cut a few strands of ink hair.

It was the man's hair that suddenly appeared, but not the woman's head.

The instantaneous change made everyone stupid. Jiang Li's fingertips as he withdrew his sword blade turned white, and when he saw the man's face clearly, a chill rose between his brows.

"Mr. Fron...... Presumptuous ......"

The word presumptuous was drunk lowly. The tone was not loud, obviously relying on the last affection, deliberately suppressed the anger, but it made everyone's scalp numb, and they fell to their knees.

"Childe is angry! Childe is angry!" begging for mercy, panic and trembling voices came and went.

Childe was angry. Mr. Fu Long Liu Zhen pulled up his skirt, knelt down, bowed, and repeated these four words lightly, "If the prince wants to kill Miss Bai, please kill him first." ”

"Do you think this son doesn't dare!" Jiang Li burst out in anger, and the blade he put down burst out, and it approached Liu Zhen's throat with a thud-

The blood marks on the man's neck were broken, but he still knelt respectfully, as if the king wanted his ministers to die, and the ministers had to die, without any intention of resisting.

Jiang Li's eyes swept over the struggle, the momentum of the sword slash was a little sluggish, and finally at the last moment of cutting the skin, he stopped stiffly.

"Say, why are you blocking this son? It's not the first time. Jiang Li took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down the surging killing intent, but every word that came out of his waist still made people chill.

Ignoring the scar on his neck, Liu Zhen's posture became more and more respectful, and he bowed his head and said: "The Qiang people sincerely belong to my Wei and send Shibi, who is second only to the King of Qiang, to show their loyalty." Now, in just a few days, Gongzi has only condemned himself with a dance and wants to be executed, which makes the people of the world look at me Wei? How can those Baiyi who are secretly watching behave in their own hands? Before the great cause of the Hanyi family in Shu is completed, they will be destroyed because of Gongzi's anger! Please think twice!

Liu Zhen said without panting, his face was full of sincerity, and his eyes were red, but Jiang Li's eyes became heavier and heavier when he heard it, and his teeth were clucking: "The world, it's the world again...... Mr. Fronon only recognizes these two words......"

"It's not that I recognize it below, but I dare to think that my son recognizes it. Liu Zhen stared at Jiang Li with great meaning, word by word, "If the prince insists on releasing his life, it will undoubtedly destroy the foundation of the royal industry." I'm afraid that this consequence is also what Childe doesn't want to see. When he left the Daming Palace and came to Shu to hibernate and gather momentum, the son had already chosen his own way, and there was no way out. Why is the son now forgetting, or is he getting more and more confused?"

The weak are like ants, and there is only one way to die. I swear to be at the top of the chess game, and I am willing to have the help of Mr.

I only have a way forward and a dead end, no way out, and Mr. only has two answers, wish and death, and there is no third.

This is what he said back then. The young man who stepped into the beginning of the chess game did not regret it, and was willing to ride the long wind.

Jiang Li's fingertips holding the blade suddenly weakened, and he hung down.

Liu Zhen bowed to the ground three times, his eyes were full of tears, and his tone was thousand-pound: "One son is wrong, he loses every step of the way, he can't tolerate the slightest mistake, the road to the peak, he can't look back, and the way back is a cliff!

"Please live up to the destiny of heaven! Live up to the original intention!" Everyone also learned from Liu Zhen's appearance, bowed to the ground, and shook the sky.

Jiang Li shook all over, the long sword clanged, and he fell to the ground. He lowered his head, his back was slightly stiff, as if he had been overwhelmed by a mountain peak that was too heavy, and he couldn't even stand upright.

Long. He seemed to laugh at himself, leaned over slowly, picked up the sword, but seemed to be unsteady on his feet, and staggered forward half a step.

"Childe!" Liu Zhen and everyone were startled and exhaled worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. Jiang Li waved his hand, his voice was unusually tired, he pinned the sword back to his waist, and passed by Bai Ying to the main hall without looking back, while ordering the edict to be passed left and right.

"Come, pass on all the official honors. This son wanted to explain some political affairs, so he went north to Guanzhong. ”

Liu Zhen was stunned, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly knelt forward a few steps: "Is Gongzi going to save Miss Xin? Is there a conflict with the emperor because of a woman? Wang Ye is at a critical juncture, and Shu is in ruins, and Gongzi is going to leave ...... behind."

Jiang Li didn't stop, and walked straight forward, and in a slightly hoarse tone, an undoubted coercion came-

"You can't have both the country and the beauty, this son understands. From the very beginning, I chose Jiangshan, and my son understands better...... However, have you ever thought about it...... Jiangshan does not necessarily refer to the throne ......"

Liu Zhen's pupils shrank sharply, and he only stared blankly at the man's distance, and the last sentence was still like a bell, knocking in his mind.

Jiangshan does not necessarily refer to the throne.

So, what does that mean?

No one answered him.

This compartment, thousands of miles away in Guanzhong. Changan.

In the Zhu Hu, the high gate of the Wang family, Zheng Siying looked at the familiar grass and trees, tears rolled in her eyes, and her little face was red with excitement, making it impossible to tell how much was true and how much was false.

"Thank you father-in-law! Si Ying thanks her father-in-law for his great kindness, regardless of Si Ying's previous mistakes, she allowed her daughter to return to the palace!" Zheng Siying suppressed the churning in her heart, put on a docile face, and bowed to Wang Jian, who was above.

Wang Jian sat in the hall, took a sip of hot tea, and didn't glance at half of his eyes: "Oh, look at you like this, so happy to come back, could it be that King Zhao's Mansion is a tiger's den in Longtan, and you are doing something to serve King Zhao?"

Of course.

The two words that rushed to his throat were swallowed by Zheng Siyingsheng. On the contrary, his face became more and more docile, and his back fell to the ground: "My father-in-law laughed...... The father-in-law sent Si Ying to the palace of King Zhao...... It is to let Si Ying see the world and learn the rules...... Lifting, it is a big lifting, Si Ying is grateful...... It's just that I miss my father-in-law, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I can't suppress the joy suddenly......"

Wang Jian's eyes were submerged in the mist rising from the tea, and there was more of a deep meaning that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Although Si Ying is a righteous daughter, this filial piety does not lose the old man's true flesh and blood......"

Zheng Siying's throat moved, and she swallowed a breath of astringency desperately, so that she could maintain her expression as before, and praised "Thank you for your father's praise".

She was a dignified lady, because of her unfavorable work, she was punished by Wang Jian, and sent to Zhao Wang's Mansion to serve King Zhao like a slave, serving tea and pouring water, and breathing in a low voice.

She had long since run out of options.

You can only forget, you can only be cocooned, you can only fall into endless hell.

"Si Yingna, let you come back, it's the old man who has something for you to do. Since you have this filial piety, you shouldn't say no. Wang Jian's voice was very flat, but it was like a poisonous snake letter, which made Zheng Siying tremble.

However, the well-behaved smile on her face did not change at all, and she said with a smile: "The daughter is doing things for her father-in-law, and she is valued by her father-in-law, and it is too late to be happy, so how can she say no?"

Wang Jian's eyes flashed, and he stared at Zheng Siying's face, but the latter was seamless, and he couldn't find any flaws, and even the little daughter on the top of his eyebrows was very natural.

They are all masters, and there is no trace of their moves.

After a while, Wang Jian looked away, picked up the teacup again, and said in a more satisfied tone: "Very good." So, you go back and get ready. On the tenth day of the next month, he married Xiao Chengming, the head of the Xiao family. ”