But Chang Yang refused to leave, and raised his voice again: "Your Majesty, this matter is related to the resurrection of the eleventh princess, and I also ask the emperor to allow the slaves and maids to go in and explain it carefully." ”

To say that Zhan Yu had thousands of reasons to refuse Chang Yang, when he heard Zhao Zishi's name, he couldn't find a reason to refuse Chang Yang.

He raised his hand and motioned for Momohara to let her in.

"Your Majesty, the matter is urgent, it's better to let her go back first, what's the important matter, can't you wait for tomorrow?" Baiyuan always felt that Chang Yang had some premeditated plan at this time, and at a critical juncture, there could not be the slightest mistake.

"Let her in."

Zhan Yu didn't care, and said in a deep voice: "She should have thought of some way to resurrect Eleven." ”

Chang Yang promised him that he would find a way to resurrect Zhao Zishi in a short time, and now, although the matter is urgent, he still wants to know, what solution did Chang Yang think of?

Since the Battle Emperor said so, Baiyuan has no choice.

He lifted up his voice and said to those outside the temple, "Come in." ”

As soon as his voice fell, Chang Yang paced in from outside, bypassed the screen, stood in the hall, and after saluting the battle royal, he didn't get up, but knelt there, his face was a little pale, and he didn't speak.

Zhan Yu glanced at her with heavy eyes, and said coldly: "Why, now that I see me, I have nothing to say?" ”

The candlelight in the hall was a little dim, and the face of the war emperor was immersed in the candlelight, his long eyes were slightly narrowed, and the dust under his eyes gave birth to a streamer, so that Chang Yang did not dare to look directly.

This man's eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

She knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty, the slave has found a way to resurrect the eleventh princess." ”

As expected, she came to him, really for Eleven's business.

Zhan Yu felt that his heart was beating faster, and hurriedly asked, "What way?" ”

At this time, Chang Yang's face became a little paler, looked at Zhan Yu, gritted his teeth and said: "As long as you obtain a person's Qiqiao exquisite heart, put it into the body of the eleventh princess, and add the effect of Tianxiang cardamom, you will definitely be able to bring the eleventh princess back to life." ”

"Seven Clever Hearts?"

Zhan Yu muttered these words softly, and many thoughts flashed through his mind, Eleven's heart had been singled out, thinking that even if he put it back, he would no longer be able to penetrate the muscles and veins of his body.

Now, another tangram heart is needed.

When Baiyuan heard Chang Yang say that he needed a heart, he immediately remembered that when he was in the desert, Chang Yang wanted to dig up Qiu Yinong's heart.

His face suddenly turned white, could it be that this Chang Yang wanted a strong heart in autumn?

As soon as this thought came out, I heard Zhan Yu ask Changyang excitedly: "Tell me quickly, whose heart you need, no matter whose it is, you really have to dig out her heart and give it to Eleven." ”

"What the emperor said is true?" Chang Yang smiled gently, and his bright eyes shone with an evil light that people didn't dare to look at directly.

Zhan Yu obviously saw the light in her eyes, but he still nodded.

For him, as long as he can save Zhao Zi, the woman opposite, no matter how cunning she is, no matter what she wants, he will give it.

Seeing that Zhan Yu was so sure, Chang Yang bent down, knelt there and kowtowed deeply, did not straighten up, just lowered his body like that, and said in a very clear voice: "In this world, only the seven-trick and exquisite heart of autumn can save the eleventh princess." ”