"King Nanling's hand is perfect for robbing while the fire is hot, and the emperor admires it."

Walking beside Feng Qingbai, Ba Nian had a smile on his face, and his smile was cold.

"Emperor Xiliang praised, if you don't come to the door, this king won't be able to find a chance even if he wants to take advantage of the fire to rob." Feng Qingbai also had a smile on his face, smiling lightly.

Feng Mohan deeply agreed with Uncle Huang's words, "It is no longer considered to take advantage of the fire to rob, in order to show friendship to Xiliang, my Nanling finally descended from twelve cities to eight cities, and in exchange for any other dynasty, I can't be as generous as Nanling." I thought Emperor Xiliang would be grateful. ”

Grateful? The smile on Ba Nian's face was even colder, "It's true that your dynasty has reduced four cities, but those four cities are exchanged for my Xiliang Holy Witch Clan!" ”

"Didn't Emperor Xiliang nod and exchange?" Beside him, the purple-clothed man's fluttering words blocked Ba Nian's heart.

Yes, he nodded in agreement, and he had nothing to say about it.

If he didn't agree, the Holy Witch Clan would still be the clan of Xiliang, and he would continue to lose four more cities.

It was he who chose the city between the four cities and the Holy Witch Clan.

It also shows that in his eyes, that race is not as important as the four cities.

It was he who gave up on the Holy Witch.

At that moment, Ba Nian felt the mockery hidden in the man's words, and his face felt like he had been slapped hard, and it hurt hotly.

Feng Qingbai saw through him.

The man knew that the place of the Holy Witch Clan in his heart was far less important than the actual interests.

Emperor Xiliang was bent on pursuing immortality, and in the end, he was buried alive in the grave? The blood that could help him prolong his life could not save his life at a critical time.

Therefore, the Holy Witch Clan is dispensable to Taba-Nan.

He also cared about power, but he didn't believe in immortality, he only believed in himself.

Emperor Xiliang's silence, Feng Mohan was very satisfied in his eyes. Nanling won a big victory in this game, all thanks to his cooperation with Uncle Huang, as long as he helps Uncle Huang, he will definitely be able to help Uncle Huang get twice the result with half the effort.

Thinking that from now on, he would become an indispensable person by Uncle Huang's side, Feng Mohan was even more satisfied.

The constant fighting could not stop his joy.

At this time, it was almost three watches, and the stars in the sky became sparse, and the night was as rich as ink.

The lanterns hanging in front of the palace gate are dyed by the night, and they are a little less bright, and they are weak to illuminate the surroundings.

Out of the palace gate, the two parties were either excited or depressed, immersed in their respective emotions, and no one noticed the carriage standing quietly opposite the palace.

"Now that the two dynasties have reached an agreement to cease the war, I also ask the Emperor Nanling and the prince to send a message to the border as soon as possible, so that the general of Nanling will withdraw his troops." Before getting into the carriage, Ba Nian emphasized again.

If he didn't mention it, he was worried that Nanling would deliberately delay, and Xiliang couldn't afford it.

The reason why Xiliang suffered such a big loss in this negotiation was also to lose on the word "urgent", otherwise, Nanling would not have been able to get eight cities from him anyway.

"Emperor Xiliang rest assured, I will send a letter to the northwest later, and I must send an order to General Nanling in the shortest possible time. After all, Mocheng will be my Nanling land in the future, if Nanling continues to attack the city, wouldn't it be that the water washed the Dragon King Temple. Feng Mohan smiled and agreed, and every word was heartfelt.

The forced smirk on Ba Nian's face was no longer maintainable, and when the carriage came over, he immediately lifted the curtain and got on the bus.

Outside the window, the uncle and nephew said in unison, "Walk slowly".

Such as the hypocrisy of withdrawing!

Watching the carriage set off and leave, things had a real sense of settled, Feng Mohan was still immersed in excitement, and wanted to share his feelings with the man next to him, "Uncle Huang......"

But he saw that the man turned a deaf ear and walked straight towards a carriage that was quietly parked opposite.

The curtain of the carriage over there also happened to be opened, revealing the woman's smiling face.

Tsk, Uncle Huang didn't go back all night, and Aunt Huang couldn't sleep.

"Aunt Huang, don't worry, during the negotiation, all the eunuchs who came into the palace to serve were eunuchs, and I didn't put in a fox, and I watched the imperial uncle tightly for you."

The people around him were almost gone, not afraid of being heard by outsiders, Feng Mohan shouted to the opposite side and turned around and ran.

While the imperial uncle is far away, he can still escape.

Impulsiveness is the devil, and he regrets it after shouting.

He is loyal to the imperial aunt, and the imperial uncle should not settle accounts after the autumn...... bar.

He didn't know that at this time, his imperial uncle didn't pay attention to him at all. Feng Qingbai's heart was full of eyes at the moment, only the woman in the carriage who smiled lightly at him.

At this hour, seeing her appear here, Feng Qingbai couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart.

As soon as he came out of the palace gate and saw the carriage, he guessed that she must have come.

If it weren't for his extreme restraint, he would have wanted to rush over and rub her into his arms.

Her appearance made his heart hot.

After a day of gambling, the tiredness of the strong support disappeared without a trace the moment I saw her smiling face.

Not far from the palace gate, there was also a carriage, which stopped abruptly because of Feng Mohan's words.

The people in the carriage quickly opened the curtain and looked back, but they only had time to see a purple corner of their clothes jumping onto the carriage.

Other than that, there was only the faint candlelight from the window of the carriage.

Ba Nian's eyes were contemplative.

Feng Mohan's imperial aunt is the princess of Nanling. The woman he had never seen before, and who had always haunted him, was in that carriage.

Unexpectedly, she would come to the gate of the palace in the middle of the night to pick up King Nanling.

He had heard a lot of rumors about the King of Nanling and the Princess of Nanling, and they all said that the two were in deep love, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Lowering the curtain, Ba Nian ordered the carriage to set off again, without waiting for the carriage behind to come.

It's just that the eyes hidden in the darkness shine with an unknown meaning.

Princess Nanling has always been deep in King Nanling, but can King Nanling really be the only person in his life as promised.

All dynasties and generations, but all the children of the royal family, which is not a group of wives and concubines to protect the branches and leaves, how long can the king of Nanling last.

The days to come are very long, and he has time to watch slowly.

Feng Qingbai got into the carriage and sat next to Liu Yusheng, "How long have you been here, but you're tired?" ”

She has always had a regular schedule, and she hasn't rested until this hour, how can she not be tired.

He asked nonsense.

"Not tired," Liu Yusheng shook his head, a faint smile in the corner of his eyes, his eyes fell on the man's tired eyebrows, and he didn't say anything, just let him lean against her.

Liu Zhixia closed the scroll in his hand and raised his eyes, "There are still two big living people in the car, is it in your way?" ”

"So you're here. If you don't speak, I won't even notice. ”

"It's a girl who is coming, I can't stop it, I can only follow it."

"Are you sure you're not using Shengsheng as a bird?"

Liu Zhixia wants to slap the scroll in his hand on the man's head, he needs to make a bird for him?

Is he the kind of brother who has no conscience?