King Jiang's palace is not too big, and it is no different from the mansions of ordinary wealthy families.

But Princess Aoi's abode is extremely exquisite and gorgeous.

Ingenuity gathers and the scenery is colorful.

People are more colorless than flowers, and flowers are also gloomy in front of people.

This sentence is aptly applied to Princess Aoi.

It's a pity that today's princess Aoi is Aoxue Hanmei.

Expensive but not delicate! Cold but not glamorous!

There was a chill in his eyes, and his whole body was full of indifference that no one should approach.

Several young maids surrounded her, their eyes fixed on Princess Aoi, lest she make any more dangerous moves.

Long Yang stood outside the palace gate to take a look at his mind, and after taking a few deep breaths, he drained the depression in his hollow heart and replaced it with a kind smile.

However, thinking that his mother had just passed away, he hurriedly changed his sad expression.

Pushing open the door, Long Yang waved his hand, "Let's all go down." ”

The door creaked, and then fell silent, and the hall was so quiet that only the sound of two people breathing.

"Aoi, mother has gone."

Long Yang wiped his tears, his voice full of grief.

"Mother was still thinking about you before leaving, let me take good care of you."

"You have been looking for a short time like this, how can I rest assured, and how can I reassure my mother."

Nightshade raised his eyes, his brother with a cold gaze.

"Brother, Yang Guo said that as long as I get married, I will retire immediately, is it true?"

Long Yang decided to investigate thoroughly who had spread the news.

"Brother, I am willing to marry the prince of Yang Guo and stop fighting for the two countries."

Long Yang snorted and didn't speak.

"Brother, if it weren't for this war, how could my mother become ill from hard work, and how could my father be worried about becoming ill?"

Long Yang turned sideways, not daring to look at his sister.

Seeing this, Nightshade shook her head and sneered, "Mother won't be lonely under the spring......"

Hearing this, Long Yang felt sad and indignant in his heart, and he wanted to chant the sword and roar.

Marrying a woman not only ameliorates wars, but also gains the help of a strong neighbor, and no more dim king will refuse such a good deed.

This is the mission that must be borne by the Wang family, the price of Dingdang jade, and the most common practice today.

As an elder brother, Long Yang could not refute his father's arrangements for state affairs.

Therefore, he can only accuse the prince of Yang Guo for the stains and bad deeds of his morality, showing a brother's care for his sister.

However, at this point in the war, the Yang State had already occupied an absolute advantage, and it was possible to break through King Jiang's City at any time.

Bow your head and be soft, send the princess, and stop the fight and turn into jade silk.

However, Long Yang couldn't do it!

He doesn't care about his face, but he has to care about his sister's happiness, and Prince Yang Guo can't give his sister real happiness.

But does happiness really matter?

Father doesn't care!

Mother doesn't care!

My sister doesn't care either!

I don't care about the whole world, only Long Yang is insisting.

Isn't it stupid?

Long Yang let out a strange sound that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and his straight spine bent down a little bit.

He suddenly felt physically and mentally exhausted.

For the sake of his sister, he didn't take half a step back, and was willing to be the enemy of the whole world, but he didn't expect such a result.

Nightshade got up and walked straight out.

When he passed by, Long Yang's fingers trembled, and he stopped talking.

Long Kui stood still and said in a cold voice: "I am a weak woman, but I am so tired that thousands of families have lost their fathers, brothers and children, how should the history books record and judge in the future?" ”

"Brother! Prepare a wedding dress for me! ”

"Or—prepare a shroud for me!"

Long Yang's teeth clenched, and his eyes were about to split.

Nightshade's words were like ten thousand arrows, stabbing him in the heart.

I roared and roared in my heart, but I couldn't say a word.

At this point, all the arguments of the losers are so pale and weak.

Even if Yang Guo is defeated, or even Yang Guo is destroyed, he will leave a notoriety of indulging in beauty and abusing the people and harming the country, and the brother and sister will be scolded by future generations together.

Even the most deaf and tyrannical king, even the most deaf and tyrannical king, hopes to befriend the historian and leave a good name for himself - at least don't scold too harshly.

Before and after his death, this reason made him unable to refute and could not refute.

Life or death, this is the only choice, but neither of them is what he wants.

Xi Tong, who was lying on a rattan chair eating melons and watching a play, pursed his lips and sighed in his heart.

The iron pen of the historian was cut off from Sima Qian, and the historians of later generations were a group of sycophants who flattered and whitewashed the old dogs with broken backbones, where are the iron bones of the ancestors.

It is precisely because of this that future generations no longer fear historians, no longer pay attention to the names before and after their deaths, and even take the barbarian sentence "After I die, who cares about his floods".

Geng Zhi has become a lack of heart and brains, and trustworthiness has become an IQ arrears.

Therefore, when I look at the historical materials of the ancient pre-Qin period in 9102, I will always feel that the ancients were stupid, mentally retarded, and not enough brains......

Just like Yang Guo's condition, as long as Princess Kui marries, he will withdraw his troops and strike the war.

If the people of 9102 will definitely slap the keyboard and scold in a hurry: Break the city, will there be no princess if the city is broken? Isn't it up to us to kill it? Yang Guo Shabi!

Xi Tong is also very anxious, more anxious than a keyboard warrior.

Because Long Yang was indifferent, he let the nightshade go out.

If you let the nightshade go out, whether it is married or martyred, Longyang will be depressed for the rest of his life, and the host of this subsystem will be considered useless.

So, Xi Tong sent a message to Long Yang......

Do you know what a Saiyan transformation is?

Do you know what a small cosmic explosion is?

Now Longyang is!

Xi Tong's words are like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and like Daigo empowerment, no different from throwing a match into a gasoline barrel.

Long Yang trembled all over, and a surging momentum from his soul spontaneously erupted, reverberating in the main hall.

He couldn't help but repeat the voice in his head, because the words awakened the deepest memories in his body, the most primitive instincts.

"Don't make peace, don't pay tribute, don't cut the land! The Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies! ”

"Those who offend my Jiang country will be punished even if they are far away!"

The sound is not loud, but it can reach the ears of those who have a heart.

The tone is not high, but it is enough to wake up the ice heart that is gradually frozen.

The nightshade that was about to open the door suddenly stopped, her white fingers trembled slightly, and her slender arm could no longer be raised, and she hung down weakly.

A whimper turned into two lines of tears.

Long Yang walked to the door in a few steps and reached out to take his sister into his arms - how many years have passed, and the two have never been so intimate again.

Praise the Lord God of the system, I mean it!

Praise the Lord God of the system, and teach me a few more words!

As a result, Xi Tong got a system prompt: the loyalty of the subsystem host Longyang to you has been increased by 1, and it is currently -9.

"Xiaokui, don't worry! In this life and this life, I will not let you be wronged in the slightest! It won't let us Jiang Guo be humiliated in any way! ”

"I will make Yang Guo pay a painful price and pay tribute to all the Chinese who died on the battlefield!"

"I will also work hard to enrich the country and strengthen the army, so that our Jiang country will become stronger step by step and become a hegemon like Dajin and Dachu!"

Long Kui rubbed Long Yang's chest with his cheek and confided in his heart softly.