He added: "Especially that bow of the Northern Tang Dynasty, I don't know what's going on, it will actually appear in our Great Wu!" ”

As a big man in Nanwu, it must not be difficult to find out these things, but he suddenly couldn't wait.

But Emperor Wu's words surprised him.

"Their appearance in the land of my Great Wu is my acquiescence."

Jin Kuozuo looked at him incredulously, then realized it again, and moved away.

His heart fluctuated greatly, and even a little shocked, so many of them were angry and puzzled by the reason why those hundreds of Northern Tang people appeared on the land of Jinling, but they didn't expect that the "culprit" would actually be their supreme majesty!

The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple.

"Your Majesty......" He hesitated, but finally continued, "The minister doesn't understand......"

"There is nothing incomprehensible, I have always known, and everyone in the world knows, there is an outstanding little girl in the Northern Tang Dynasty, Princess Li Xiyun of Guangle, I like her, she is like me, now she has no home, her brother abandoned her, so I decided to shelter her, poor girl."

Jin Weizai's eyelids twitched, and he felt even more incredible, it turned out that not only those people had the tacit approval of His Majesty, but also the owner of these people was Her Royal Highness Li Xiyun, Princess Guangle of the Northern Tang Dynasty!!

But asylum?

No one dared to deny what Emperor Wu said, but as he was worried, he would not fully believe it.

Emperor Wu loves Ji Ru, but no one can guess how much of this man's love is true.

Therefore, Emperor Wu now says that he likes Li Xiyun, a "little girl", and is willing to protect her, Jin Weizai will not believe too much.

But at least, Emperor Wu did it himself, didn't he?

"So, I don't want you to touch her (him) now, do you understand?"

Emperor Wu's eyes fell indifferently, locking all the retreats of Jin Weizai.

After pondering for a while, Jin Wei said, "Is it her or him?" ”

"It's her and he."

Jin Wei's eyes flickered, and he had a lot of things to ask in his heart, but he knew that Emperor Wu would not tell him.

So he hugged his fists and said:

"Yes."

……

……

The air of mid-spring soaked the capital of this big country.

The greenery is at its strongest, and the flowers are at its brightest.

That piece of peach blossoms reflects the face of the Jiangnan.

Spring is full of flowers.

"The old ancestor is losing his temper." A subordinate said respectfully to the tall middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man's expression was as serious as an ancient well, so there was no wave.

"But this matter must be known to his old man, because it is His Majesty's will." Guan Yanyue spoke.

The subordinate was stunned, then stepped out of the way and made a "please" gesture.

Guan Yanyue strode in.

Jin Guan Erfu suffered such a serious price, he was ready to face the storm, but he was Guan Yanyue, not others, many things, he should not be afraid.

Inside the hall, the old man sat with a cup of tea in his hand.

Tea porcelain is a priceless treasure, but for this old man, it may really be just a daily commodity.

Guan Yanyue's footsteps paused for a moment, and then continued to walk forward.

He was suddenly a little puzzled, because in his opinion, according to the old man's violent temper, the hall should have been lifted and no longer existed, and the subordinate in front of the door said the same, but now it seemed that the old man was terribly calm.

The more this kind of person who used to be short-tempered and easy to get angry, suddenly becomes so calm, the more people will feel bad and frightened.

However, Guan Yanyue will not show her fear.

A slight sound reached Guan Yanyue's ears.

On the precious tea porcelain, a crack suddenly extended.

Then, it spread like a spider's web.

The water splashed everywhere, but the tea porcelain had turned into powder.

Guan Zhixiao's eyes looked towards Guan Yanyue, and there was a terrifying light surging inside.

Even Guan Yanyue couldn't help but shudder.

However, he naturally hugged his fists and said, "Uncle." ”

"Xiaoliu has been dead for many days, and there are still clouds." Guan Zhixiao's voice was cold and piercing.

Guan Yanyue was silent for a moment, and then said, "I was killed by the bow of the Northern Tang Dynasty." ”

"But in essence, he was killed by that evil obstacle!" Guan Zhixiao's voice was raised, and he seemed to be a little angry for a rare time.

Guan Yanyue was silent, he understood Guan Zhixiao's feelings, he regretted the death of the sixth master of the Guan family, but he didn't know why, he had some hatred for the bow of the Northern Tang Dynasty, as for Guan Kuo, the degree of hatred was very shallow, so shallow that he doubted whether he was a member of the Guan family.

Is it because he and Guan Kuo have met?

Does Guan Kuo have any personality charm? It doesn't seem to exist!

His thoughts slowly pulled back.

"The bow of the Northern Tang Dynasty must die." Guan Zhixiao's emotions seemed to ease a little, and when he said these words, the faint power returned again.

Guan Zhixiao nodded: "This is a must." ”

"And Guan Kuo, and the figure behind the bow of the Northern Tang Dynasty." In Guan Zhixiao's eyes, there seemed to be wisps of cold air surging out.

Guan Yanyue's eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice: "Uncle, there is one thing I have to tell you, and I am here now to talk about this matter." ”

The pair of cold eyes swept over, and Guan Zhixiao's voice was slightly higher: "Say." ”

"Someone came to the palace just now."

He glanced at Guan Zhixiao.

Guan Zhixiao didn't mean to express anything, his expression was the same as before.

So he continued.

"Uncle, do you know who the person behind the bow of the Northern Tang Dynasty is, the person who rescued Guan Kuo?"

For the first time, he suddenly asked a question, not a statement.

Guan Zhixiao frowned.

"Say." He said again.

Guan Yanyue pondered for a moment, it was obvious that he couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time for that name.

"It's Li Xiyun, the Guangle princess of the Northern Tang Dynasty." He said.

Silence, long silence.

It was also a dead silence.

"Princess Guangle, Li Xiyun?"

After a period of time, Guan Zhixiao said those seven words word by word.

He was indeed a little surprised, but the biggest thing was that he felt the unsmoothness in his heart, very unsmooth.

A princess of the Northern Tang Dynasty sent people to kill all sides in Jinling, rescued the people they wanted to kill, and also killed the sixth master of the Guan family, and the person they wanted to kill also killed Guan Luoyun.

Isn't that a shame?

(End of chapter)