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It was originally a good palace banquet, a good Chinese New Year's Eve, a fun Xu Yuqing and Du Yide, originally An Qianyue could play a little more, but everything was broken by a sudden news.

The news of Murong Yu's self-immolation finally came belatedly and reached their ears.

And Murong Le has always disliked this kind of scene full of flattery and sycophancy, and besides, Murong Le has been in charge of the court recently, so Murong Yue is also happy to let him rest, so he didn't participate in tonight's palace banquet, and even turned off the lights early to go to Zhou Gong to play chess.

So, even though Zhou Gong repeatedly kept him in his sleep, Murong Le still came to the palace with a tired face, and was carefully escorted by Kunpeng with the night dew on his head.

This is a very serious matter.

Although Murong Yu is not Murong Yue's own sister, however, the relationship between the two is not comparable to the daring of ordinary brothers and sisters, coupled with Murong Yu's thoughts about Xuanyang, this makes Murong Yue and them look at Murong Yu again.

So now, Murong Yue's face was already dark and gloomy as if it had been dyed with ink, and he even had to smash the inkstone in front of him hard, it was unthinkable that he would dare to sit back and watch Murong Yu immolate himself in the palace!

"Send the news to the eldest brother and give Dongxia a hand."

Murong Mo was guarding the border at this time, although he still couldn't return to the capital often, but after all, the feeling in his heart was different, the last time he endured humiliation, but this time, he was willing to gallop for the country.

Therefore, the best solution now is to rush over and beat it up with a fierce momentum, go to the mother to make some agreement, go to the mother to negotiate what war documents, and go to hell.

"Okay."

Murong Le nodded, a trace of cold light suddenly crossed his sharp eyes, Nan Zhao's hand was really stretched too long.

And when he thought of the letter that Murong Yu sent back at the end, Murong Le's heart became even more uncomfortable, although she was a woman, the feelings of the Fifth Emperor Sister were not inferior to that of men at all.

She is like this, the ending should not be like this, unpredictable, she must die.

"What is the current situation of Nanzhao?"

An Qianyue frowned, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, for some reason, after hearing the news that Ni Luo had finished saying that Murong Yu had set himself on fire and died, she felt a chill all over her body.

Although the relationship between her and Murong Yu is not very familiar, Murong Yu's tragic act really makes her feel distressed, a woman who should have enjoyed happiness, for the sake of her country, did not hesitate to bury herself in the sea of fire, turning into that lonely and arrogant phoenix.

So much so that Concubine Chen, who regarded her daughter as her life, was also buried in the fire with Murong Yu.

"The current situation of Nanzhao is very conducive to our attack, because of the betrayal of our own people, the current Nanzhao, except for Kyoto, all places are already within the jurisdiction of Dongxia."

After all, the frightening wind is the most confidant existence around Murong Yue, so he is in charge of the sending and receiving and reporting of first-hand news in his hands, and after hearing this, Murong Yue's expression can't help but become even heavier.

"In other words, it's good to smash Huanglong directly."

An Qianyue nodded, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, Mo Xue really did it himself, if it weren't for his wolf ambition, he actually wanted to secretly annex Xuanyang, maybe, now Xuanyang has already seen his in-laws and sent troops to help Nanzhao fight against Dongxia.

However, how many things in this world can be said?

"No, in my opinion, Dongxia's approach should have another meaning."

Thinking of Nanzhao's current situation, Murong Le smiled disdainfully, and then continued to explain, "Ruan Deyang's person, who looks like a spring breeze and kindness, actually has a deep city, his sister was harmed by Nanzhao like this, Ruan Deyang will definitely not be satisfied with just annihilating Nanzhao in one fell swoop, what he thinks more about should be torturing them, otherwise, it is just a capital city, how can it not be attacked for a long time?" ”

"In that case, then let's be a helper quietly."

Murong Yue snorted coldly, his face was expressionless, the two princesses were destroyed by their two brothers, such a big beam, he must pay a good tribute to Nanzhao.

"Yes, yes."

A smile finally crossed Murong Le's lips, as if he was happy because he had reached a consensus with Murong Yue, or because he was celebrating the future that Nan Zhao had seen clearly.

At this point, Nanzhao had to die.

Nanzhao.

Sitting alone in the palace, he was no longer carefully accompanied by a large number of palace maids and eunuchs, and now, in the entire hall, he was the only one.

As for the palace maids and eunuchs or something, they had already fled for their lives.

Because he refused to hand over Murong Yu's remains, most of the ministers also lost their expectations and trust in him, and the people almost all revolted, and the last trace of defense of Nanzhao was about to collapse.

But the most ironic thing is that the army of Eastern Xia has been stationed under the gate of the capital, but Ruan Deyang is slow to attack, and even, knowing that some people want to escape from the city, they will kindly let them go, of course, only for innocent victims, like unpredictable, it must be impossible.

Ruan Deyang is now like a cat playing with mice, quietly squatting at the gate of the city, waiting for the unpredictable that he can't stand this capital that seems to be a fortress in the end, but is actually a siege and cage, and finally, take him down in one fell swoop.

He is not afraid of wasting time now, anyway, just the day before yesterday, Ruan Xirui was already dead, and he couldn't even catch up on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Simply, he is so consumed, as long as he can avenge Ruan Xirui, for him, it makes no difference whether it is a day or a year.

"You're just unpredictable?"

The tree fell and scattered, and it was unpredictable that at this time, he was no longer the king of fresh clothes and angry horses, and even an ordinary son and brother was not as good as an ordinary son, who was described as withered, haggard, and dirty, which made Ye Linghan, who was wrapped in a black cloak all over his body, startled.

Didn't Uncle Li teach him very well?

"Who are you?"

Mo Ji slowly raised his head and looked at Ye Linghan in front of him, in fact, he asked knowingly, some time ago, the matter of the black cloak was rumored, and he didn't know it.

It's just that the reason why he asked this was not to find out who the black cloak in front of him was, but to determine what the purpose of this black cloak would be when it appeared at this time.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I've been told to give this to you."

Ye Linghan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, if it weren't for Uncle Li's envoy, he would still be drunk and lying in the gentle township of the Qingyan girl, so after taking out a letter from his arms and throwing it at Mo Ji, Ye Linghan turned around and left.

Even though he was already down, he still received the letter neatly, and he didn't care about Ye Linghan, who had quietly retreated, he hurriedly opened the envelope in his hand, and couldn't wait to see the content of the letter, but after opening it, Mo Chao was suddenly stunned.

What it says is that if you go first, you will be indefinite, Lee.