Chapter 122: Goodbye to Yulin (4)
Of course, Dongfang Yan is not stupid, he will not attack Tanglin just because Gu Tianjin said a few innocuous words, unless he has the intention to eradicate Tanglin, thinking of this, Gu Tianjin's eyes crossed a touch of contemplation, if so, Gongsun Ze, I'm afraid he has already arrived at the border of Tanglin, right?
However, Gu Tianjin was not worried about any problems at Tanglin Yanmen Pass, after all, Night Twilight Dye was not a vegetarian, as soon as he thought of Night Twilight Dye, Gu Tianjin couldn't help but touch his chin, and secretly said in his heart, he didn't know if Night Twilight Dye could take down the fifteen cities in the southwest and force out Su Mobai. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"The prince can think about it carefully, after all, the strength of Western Chu and Southern Wei is comparable, even if Western Chu can pick up a bargain during this period of civil strife in Southern Wei, the price paid will not be small, so the prince might as well set his sights on Tanglin, although Tanglin is not richer than Southern Wei, but it is not useless, right? Prince? After most of the hour, Gu Tianjin's deep voice sounded again.
Listening to Gu Tianjin's words, Dongfang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and hooked his lips noncommittally.
Looking at Dongfang Yan's gloomy face, Gu Tianjin knew that Dongfang Yan had listened to his words, and the purpose of coming here today could be regarded as having been achieved, and it was time for him to go back and arrange how to recapture the Seven Cities in the Northwest, even if he couldn't take them all back, he couldn't let Dongfang Yan get such a big benefit, he Gu Tianjin was never a big person.
Although he was secretly calculating in his heart, Gu Tianjin's face was still expressionless, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking, just when the atmosphere was a little solidified, Gu Tianjin suddenly stood up slowly, looked sideways at Dongfang Yan, and said in a deep voice, "Look at this weather, I'm afraid it's going to snow in the northwest, the prince should pay attention to his body, let's talk about it here today, if the prince is interested in my suggestion, send someone to send a letter to Yulin City." ”
After speaking, Gu Tianjin raised his footsteps and left the Shifang Pavilion without looking back, Dongfang Yan squinted at Gu Tianjin's back as he strode away, and sighed softly, "I really underestimated this Southern Wei Emperor before." ”
Saying that, Dongfang Yan unconsciously stretched out his right hand and touched his chin, then turned his head sideways to look at the black-clothed man standing beside him, and asked softly as if unintentionally, "Is Gu Tianlin okay?" ”
Hearing this, the man in black was slightly stunned, and then bowed respectfully and replied, "Back to Your Highness, everything is as usual, it's just ......"
"Just what?" Dongfang Yan frowned a little displeased when he heard this.
"It's just that Gu Tianlin seems to have been a little too calm recently, and he hasn't said a word in the past few days." The man in black said a little strangely.
Hearing this, Dongfang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Really?" Hengwang Gu Tianlin is indeed a talent, this kind of person can't be the emperor, so he won't want to be a courtier, so he can't keep such a person. ”
The man in black was stunned when he heard this, slowly raised his head to look at Dongfang Yan, stretched out his right hand and made a killing gesture on his neck, and asked in a deep voice, "Prince, do we want it?" ”
Dongfang Yan looked sideways at the movements of the man in black slightly, lifted his lips slightly, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's not the time yet, wait, Gu Tianjin doesn't want Gu Tianlin to live even more than us." ”
Listening to Dongfang Yan's somewhat cold voice, the man in black stiffened his back slightly, and then slowly stood up straight, a touch of fear flashed on his cold face, Dongfang Yan has never blinked an eye when he kills, let Gu Tianlin go today, I am afraid that Gu Tianlin's fate will be even worse in the future.
Just when Gu Tianjin was planning to Yin Dongfang Yan, Shen Qiancheng was still in the City Lord's Mansion of Loulan Man City, returning to the City Lord's Mansion from the Snow Mountain Heavenly Tomb, the first thing Shen Qiancheng did was to wash himself, as if he had been on a mission many times before, sometimes they were trapped in the deep mountains and old forests, and they couldn't take a bath for dozens of days, at that time, it really tortured Shen Qiancheng's will, which was more serious than starving her for dozens of days.
However, thinking of this, Shen Qiancheng couldn't help but remember that she hadn't eaten in the Heavenly Tomb for ten days, she unconsciously raised her eyebrows, could it be that she became an immortal? Then he secretly vetoed it, and then pondered for a long time, and a deep touch crossed his eyes, could it be that there is some energy in the spiritual power that can support him?
While thinking about these nonsensical things, Shen Qiancheng got dressed, simply combed his hair in a bun, opened the door, and walked out slowly.
When Shen Qiancheng walked out of the room, Fanshuang had just finished washing, so Shen Qiancheng saw her as soon as he came out of the room, and immediately hurriedly greeted her, and asked softly, "Palace Master, are you hungry?" Would you like something to eat? ”
Fanshuang and they can still find some game outside the Heavenly Tomb, but Shen Qiancheng and they have nothing in the Heavenly Tomb, so Fanshuang will worry about whether Shen Qiancheng is hungry at the moment.
Shen Qiancheng looked at Fanshuang's concerned eyes, his heart warmed, and he couldn't help lowering his voice, and said softly, "You guys go and prepare first, I'll go see the city lord." ”
Fanshuang was slightly stunned, then nodded silently.
Shen Qiancheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he gently patted Fanshuang's shoulder and walked out of the small courtyard where they lived.
In the Manchester City Lord's Mansion, a purple shadow shuttled through the corridor of the high house, the fine snow was blown to the woman's forehead by the wind, the purple dress floated slightly, and there was a flying purple butterfly mask on the face for no reason, which inexplicably added a bit of mystery.
The woman is naturally Shen Qiancheng who has just been discharged from the hospital, but as soon as she leaves the courtyard, she wears this purple butterfly mask, after all, she will no longer be Shen Qiancheng in the future, but the palace master of Dinghan Palace, Gu Yan, Xu Wanyan.
Xu Wanyan is the alias she used in modern times, but she didn't expect to be able to use it here, after all, Shen Qiancheng is the daughter of the prime minister of the Southern Wei Dynasty, and sometimes, this identity is inevitably a little inconvenient, so it is better to use a new identity to adapt to the identity of the palace master of Dinghan.
Walking in the City Lord's Mansion with an expressionless face, Shen Qiancheng ignored the shocked eyes around him, and walked all the way to Lin Yuejian's study before slowly stopping, the reason why she went to the study was because she knew that Lin Yuejian was usually in the study at this time to deal with official business.
Just when Shen Qiancheng wanted to knock on the door directly, a little maid in pink clothes suddenly appeared in front of him, who was standing respectfully in front of him at this time, and said in a low voice, "Dinghan Palace Master, the city lord is handling official business, please let the slave maid go and report it." ”
Shen Qiancheng was slightly stunned, and then nodded extremely slowly.
Seeing Shen Qiancheng nodding, the maid let out a long sigh of relief, and then quickly turned around and went in to report.
Shen Qiancheng's gaze followed the figure of the maid, and a touch of surprise crossed his eyes, even such a maid was carefully selected, Lin Yuejian's mind was really better than ordinary people.
Thinking of this, Shen Qiancheng's eyes flashed slightly, the amber eyes turned slightly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his gaze moved into the distance, which was meaningful. (To be continued.) )