He naturally understands his Saburo's thoughts.

It's just thinking about persuading himself, letting him be between them, and letting go of Xiao Yu first.

But how is this possible!

How could he, between him and him, leave a hard thorn-like existence that made him angry and restless!!

It will never be allowed. He, Lan Zhengyun, has paid too much in order to be able to completely get this man's flower-like Heisaburo. No matter what this Ping Saburo thinks in private, whether it is to use him or to perfunctory him, he will never allow this woman to continue to live by Saburo's side.

He already hated her to death, and he hated to kill her and destroy her immediately. Even if he crushed her to ashes, it would be difficult to vent the hatred he had for so many years in one fell swoop, how could he spare her!

In order to kill Xiao Yu in one fell swoop, he has actually been planning in private for a long time and paving the way for a long time.

After using medicine to turn Nangong Ping, he first entered the palace where the lord of Nangong had not returned for a long time in the name of escort.

In the name of his old partner and old friend, he took care of Nangong Ping inch by inch, and when he was about to wake up, he secretly added some material to him.

In these days, Lan Zhengyun was ordered to lead his troops to fight everywhere, and because of those nasty scars on his face, he was already a famous doctor who visited all the world.

In addition to the ointment to cure scars, he can come up with the best configuration, this medicine is poured into other people's anesthetics, and he can also easily take out the best of the best on this continent.

Therefore, with Nangong Ping's cautiousness and super drug resistance, he was so careless in his way.

By the time he finished manipulating Nangong Ping, the proud and self-righteous old courtiers in the court, and the eyes and ears of everyone, he officially sent troops to encircle and suppress Xiao Yu, it was already a month later.

However, since he has already returned, he naturally has time, and he is not in a hurry at all.

When he raised his head and saw the wooden door that suddenly opened in the courtyard, and saw the two palace women who walked slowly out of the courtyard, Lan Zhengyun's heart couldn't help but surge with a burst of excitement and joy that his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled:

Yes, it's her, it's her!

Simply wearing a pale pink placket palace dress, Xiao Yu stood down casually on the stone steps. Outside the noisy courtyard gate, which was full of people, it suddenly fell silent.

The people held their breath and stared unblinkingly at the noble concubine, the noble concubine who was said to have charmed the lord of the country they respected.

The beauty standing quietly on the white stone steps, snow muscle and ice skin and jade bones, is just a simple stop there, and she has an ethereal demeanor like a fairy.

A simple flower crown on her head matched her complexion, and the beautiful flowers on the crown suddenly looked overshadowed.

The slightly plump concave and convex figure, standing there casually, only makes people feel that adding a little too much, a little less too thin, all the body lines seem so smooth, so just right, just like a person who has just come out of the painting.

Her black hair was full of three thousand troubles, but she was loosely tied up in a bun, and the rest was casually draped over her shoulders, fluttering up and down, adding a kind of elegant bearing that wanted to float away.