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"yes...... It's to send him to death!" Ran Ziwan laughed at himself, a little sad. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She didn't expect that she would be like this one day, knowing that the death situation would be difficult to break, but she would involve an outsider who had nothing to do with it, and this person ...... It's Xiao Farewell. The war in Northern Xinjiang was tight, and Ye Nanrong was in danger, but he thought of Xiao Bei, he was the uncrowned general of Northern Xinjiang, the son of Lanling who was loved by the people, and he was a cloth cloth with great achievements. But she and him were only one-sided, but she thought of the name Xiao Bei. Not only did I think of Xiao Bei, but I was even determined...... Xiao Bei will help himself, and he will go to the north to help the night Nanrong.

“…… County Lord?" The voice of Gu Yue outside the window sounded, obviously just turning back from Luoqiu Garden: "The prince of Lanling is no longer in Luoqiu Garden!"

Ran Ziwan waved his sleeves: "Come in and say, you can enter the bedroom of this county lord at any time in the future." ”

"Thank you, the county ......lord! Subordinate to Luoqiu Garden, Lanling Gongzi is not in the courtyard, I heard that he went out in the middle of the night last night and left the imperial capital, and before leaving, he asked his subordinates to leave a letterhead to the county lord!" Gu Yue flew into Ran Ziwan's inner hall, first kowtowed and thanked him, and then presented a letterhead stamped with vermilion lacquer: "I heard that I went to the north overnight!"

The color of the letterhead is a light moon white, and it is outlined with slender danqing. The frame of a car painted on the road is painted above, on both sides of the road is a high vermilion palace wall, under the reflection of the palace wall, the woman opened the curtain to reveal a face that captivates the city and the country, the smile on the face is as light as a peach blossom, and she is looking back at the young man in front of the car. The young man had a silver chain across his waist, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked...... , the picture is beautiful and emotional, and pedestrians look sideways.

Ran Ziwan opened the letterhead, and it was a righteous letter. The beginning of the official book is a 'late' word, and the end is a 'don't' word. The content of the text is just four words, Xiao Bei's pen is written: another word!

Xiao Bei didn't wait for Ran Ziwan to speak in person, so he didn't hesitate and went directly to Northern Xinjiang. Ye Nanrong was bearing the reputation of the general who chased the north given by Emperor Zhen, and Xiao Bei was dressed in cloth...... As before, he is the son of Lanling, with great achievements, but he is nameless and untitled.

"Don't say a word,...... Don't come unharmed!" Ran Ziwan said softly.

He ...... Went to Northern Xinjiang?" In the middle of the night, Xia listened to Gu Yue's reply in disbelief, and for Ran Ziwan, she said as she herself said when she first saw Xiao Bei: "He is ...... Prophet of Unknown!

"It's not that the prince of Lanling is unpredictable, the former head of Yide Palace sent someone to spread the word that it was ...... in the middle of the night yesterday The little prince suddenly entered the palace, saying that the empress dowager was not in good health and had come to visit. Outcome...... I went to Luoqiu Yuan and met the son of Lanling!" Gu Yue replied.

"That's it, I still think about how that Xiao Bei in the inner courtyard of the deep palace can be so coincidental. It turned out to be the young master's brother, huh...... In this imperial capital city, Brother Xuange is the number one in the ability to cover the sky with one hand, and I don't need to say anything about my brother's trip to Northern Xinjiang, he has made arrangements!" Hey, if only Brother Xuan Ge wasn't my cousin, but his own brother!

"Xuan Ge?" Ran Ziwan suddenly understood that Xiao Bie's departure was mostly Xuan Ge's actions, but it was just ...... How did he say that Xiao Bei was willing to go to the northern frontier?

The war in northern Xinjiang is either life or death. An army of 100,000 has gone and never returned. Ran Ziwan sighed slightly: "Xuange...... I'm late...... I owe you another favor!"

Ran Ziwan closed the letterhead, folded it carefully, and put away the brocade box that was put aside. Just as he was about to close the brocade box, Ran Ziwan looked at the brocade box sharply, the black Rong Di Zhanshu that Gu Yue copied from the imperial study yesterday, his pupils shrunk. The index finger lightly picked it out, took it out again, and slowly unfolded it: "Heaven, the Emperor of Chaozhen is above, and the Barbarian Rong clan worships it." I have heard that the imperial capital is arrogant and luxurious, and the beauties are like clouds, and our people have been yearning for a long time. coincided with my lord's birthday, and the domain hall wanted a wife and the emperor of the heavens. Today, Chen has 400,000 soldiers, knocking on the door............ I hope Your Majesty's permission will be granted!"

“…… What?" Seeing that Ran Ziwan's breathing was not smooth, Xia raised his neck in the middle of the night and leaned up, and when he saw the word 'imperial daughter', he shrugged indifferently: "That Zhen Yang'er is not very good! I have long seen that she is not pleasing to the eye, and it is better to marry in the Northern Regions, so as not to make waves in the imperial capital." Sister County Lord, you look like this...... I won't be merciful and sympathetic to her! Although the Northern Regions are farther away, they are quite rich. Since this Rong Di Tou Cheng became the sweet potato country in the Northern Regions, it has never invaded the border of our Heavenly Dynasty because of grain. ”

"......" Ran Ziwan didn't answer, turned around and took back a piece of war book to the brocade box.

"Hey...... Sister of the county lord, wait a minute, wait a minute! The birthday of the head of the war book...... How is your name?" In the middle of the night, Xia glanced at the back of the war book and its small words, and was a little confused for a long time: "Imperial daughter......? The monarch's sister is also an imperial daughter? How can there be two imperial daughters in this world? This Rong Di is really not up to standard, and no one has figured it out, so he sent 400,000 soldiers to ask for the imperial daughter...... Star. ”

"That's not right!"

"Is it a clerical error......? It's not as simple as a clerical error!"

"They're going to ...... Forcing you to marry the crown prince of the Northern Regions?"

"Sister County Lord, you have something to say!"

"Babble...... This birthday is wrong, but it is a year older than my sister's actual age!"

In the middle of the night, Xia's head was messy, and he couldn't figure out the situation.

Ran Ziwan knew in his heart that Rong Di was not a clerical error. The above birthday characters are indeed their own, and they are exactly the same. And the word emperor is where the joint is. Before she and Ran Zixiao came out of the ancestral hall, Ran Ziwan knew that her surname was not Ran, but Liuyun.

In addition, she also saw that her birthday was placed on the thin surface of the emperor's star by the old prince. The birthday written on it is not the birthday eight characters that Ran Zi thought in the late Pingsu. It's one year older than it is now. In other words, she is not fourteen years old, but fifteen years old. Push back - Ran Ziwan was also born in the spring of the first year of Emperor Zhen, the year when the sky fell auspicious, and the specific date of birth was the first night of the heavenly auspiciousness. And everyone in Duanjun Wangfu, including Duanlao Wangye, told Ran Ziwan ...... She is 14 years old this year! To the outside world, the common people only say that Ran Ziwan is a sick girl who was born later than Zhenyang'er, and that she is the flesh and blood of the county lord of Chaoyang, and nothing else. (To be continued.) )