Those two words settled.

There was silence all around.

No one spoke, not even mocking or rebutting.

Xiao Yao looked at Li Xiyun's picturesque eyebrows in the light and dark, and wanted to see clearly whether Her Royal Highness the princess had any annoyance, even if it was just displeasure.

It's just that Li Xiyun's brilliance is still the same after those two words are settled.

She stood there slimly, the cold wind blowing her bright red palace dress, like flowers trembling.

Bright and moving.

The temperature in the Changliu Palace was still the same, but the cold wind seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and in between, the light and shadow did not tremble at all, but gradually, a cloud covered the bright moon.

And so it went a long way.

"Hongu is tired, it's time to rest."

Li Xiyun's voice broke the calm like death, and then she turned around as if nothing had happened, and the green silk splashed along with this series of movements, and finally hung down slightly to the slender willow waist.

She didn't say more or do more, but walked towards the beautiful Changliu Palace in the distance.

Over there, the lights are shining, and the lights are shining.

Her demeanor is still the same, and she hasn't changed in the slightest.

But Xiao Yao and other palace maids always feel that something subtle has changed.

"It's all a lie, how can that fool who wants to eat swan meat have the ability to survive in northern Xinjiang? In that case, what do you say and do? A palace maid said to Xiao Yao with slight annoyance.

"Sooner or later, this matter will reach the ears of Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Xiao Yao retorted with a red face.

……

……

Today is the first day that Zhenwu General Wang Du returned to Chang'an, and it is also the first day that Lin Hai and many others returned to Chang'an.

Today is also Guan Kuo's first day back in Chang'an.

Overall, although there are some things that make people talk about today, and after-dinner topics, for most people, it is still the same as how many days it has been.

Guan Kuo is the protagonist of these topics, but he doesn't seem to be missing arms or legs, and he is still alive and well.

However, many people tonight are destined to have no sleep.

For those people, today is not a good day, it is a day of disaster.

In the powerful White Mansion, the lights are bright, although it is still early, but their lights are always much more conspicuous than all the mansions next to them.

Compared with the bright lights, there is a hidden depression in the house.

Although most of the servants and maids were still doing their own thing, and the house was still lively and full of people, the very few people who knew about some devastating things seemed to have lost their souls and almost lost all their strength.

A servant cleaned a corner of the courtyard for the final cleaning of the day.

"Old Yu, don't forget tomorrow's things!"

He smiled as another servant passed by.

"How could you forget?" The other servant laughed back, and then whistled past.

They are in a good mood most of the time, although they are just servants who do boring work every day, but they are also servants of Baifu, their lord is the secretary and supervisor of the three products of the court, although the position is not very dangerous, but the official rank is higher, and they also have a relationship with many other giants, and their status is solid, so they are the servants and maids of Baifu who are correspondingly much tougher, and they can always hold their chests up when walking on Chang'an Street.

When he cleaned the corner and turned around, he saw that in the bright light, the honorable and awe-inspiring old man of his own family was followed by some cronies coming in this direction.

He was taken aback, and hurriedly knelt down according to the rules of the Bai family, and exclaimed:

"Meet the master!"

To his surprise, Lord Bai didn't even look at him.

He looked up in a little surprise, and saw that his master's face was gloomy like a cloud under thunder, and he couldn't see the slightest color of blood, even if it was a bright light, it couldn't illuminate that face.

An indescribable feeling of fear swept through his whole body in an instant, Lord Bai had always been unwavering, and Tarzan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, and now such a terrifying face almost revealed some kind of devastating possibility......

……

……

The wing room is slightly warm, and the beauty is slender.

Ping Ting raised her sleeves and danced, and Ana's body was light.

The blue light is scorching, and the spring breeze is born.

In the intoxicating and warm light, the slender waist of the beauty is full of a dreamlike beauty, the spring sleeves are raised and falling, the graceful figure dances round and round, the dark fragrance floats, the figure hesitates, and the face is fluttering.

Bai Yunli lay there motionlessly, looking at the amorous beauty, and his expression seemed to be a little demented.

He's certainly not really demented, that's because he's thinking about things in a trance.

The day has passed, and it seems that nothing has happened about Gonggong Peng and His Majesty, but he knows that the danger has always been there, but he doesn't know if it will really come, and when it will come.

Looking at the beautiful woman's curvy and graceful figure, he can relax his mood, at least he thinks so, he thinks that this can make his brain no longer tense, and then come up with some good solutions, although when he and the prince of Ruan Fu left Washington, until now there is still nothing in his mind.

The sons of Ruan Mansion and Washington did not look for him, which means that those two have not been able to solve them until now.

The solution didn't come to mind for a long time, but a face came to his mind.

That's Guan Kuo's face.

In his mind, Guan Kuo was still wearing the luxurious clothes of the prince of Guan Fu, and shouted at him stupidly:

"Come on, this son is going to marry the first beauty of the Tang Dynasty: Her Royal Highness Princess Guangle, do you hate me, do you hate me? Come and beat me, come on, come on, this son is the son of Guan Qinghe, what can you do with me? ”

Immediately afterwards, Guan Kuo's appearance turned into the same stupid hillbilly-like soldier, still shouting:

"Come on, I'm going to kill someone in Washington on the street, and I'm going to kill someone from your Baifu, look at it, the daughter of the Liu family is watching you eat from behind! Come on, come on, come and beat me, I'll go into the palace to meet Your Majesty later, touch me, you will see what the result will be? ”

The two images with completely different styles kept alternating in his mind, his face getting worse and worse, trembling with anger, and then staring at the fair and delicate skin of the beautiful woman dancing in front of him, and a frenzy appeared on his face.

The beauty is graceful, close at hand, the troublesome things are so incomprehensible, and there is no result until now, it is useless to worry about it in vain, it is better to be like yesterday, the day before yesterday, and many days before, the wind and snow, and the wind and snow, and he cares about winter, summer and spring and autumn!

(End of chapter)