In the whole vast land, the wind was blowing, the clouds were flying, and the faint dust and smoke were flying far away, but they could not obscure something, but added such a strange momentum.

The general at the front, dressed in exactly the same armor as all the other Southern Wu people, pulled out the Wu hook knife, held it tightly, held it on his chest, and then raised it upwards suddenly.

A thunderous sound echoed across the wasteland, as if it had come to the distant horizon, turned around, and returned.

"Ginseng!"

The voices of thousands of people were emitted at the same frequency at the same time.

Deafening, straight up to the sky.

"Brush!"

The movements of thousands of Nanwu people are carried out in unison, neatly and uniformly, full of a spectacular and orderly beauty.

"Brush!"

Three thousand Yuejia knelt on one knee at the same time.

"Brush!"

A large piece of black pressure clenched his fist and bowed his head.

Like a mountain, like a sea, like an ocean, and there is no time difference at all.

The Northern Tang people, including Guan Kuo, were stunned, they were the frontier army of the field, their ancestors had seen the previous Majestic, and they had also seen many royal relatives and nobles like Li Xianyue, the king of Jin, but after all, they were different from those Yulin troops and other armies in the capital, their combat effectiveness and coordination ability were not necessarily lower than those armies, but to say that the actions of His Majesty, princess, prince, etc., would definitely not be so spectacular and flawless and impeccable.

It was only to this day that they had seen how incredible it was for some of the troops to see Her Royal Highness the Princess.

How to turn the actions of thousands of people into the actions of the same person, they didn't even think about it.

In the distance, Xiao An'an, who had a gentle smile on his face, stepped out of the carriage, and then respectfully stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

has changed into uniform clothes, and the refreshed guards of the Smoke and Rain Palace rushed forward, making a posture of arching guards.

I have to say that their current almost overlooking and majestic posture has destroyed Guan Kuo's old and unserious image in his former eyes.

It seems like that's what they meant to be.

"It's out, it's out."

"Call something, be quiet, those Nanwu people will beat you later."

"Lao Li, what kind of ugliness are you, your head is forward, your eyes are round, this is not Her Royal Highness Princess Guangle who is all over the country and the city, can you save some face?"

……

Although it is very slight, but seeing that the mysterious princess of Nanwu is about to come out, almost everyone's hearts are pounding, and there is a kind of inexplicable psychology in it.

So, they can't help but whisper to hide or alleviate their uncalmness, maybe this can make their state better.

Guan Kuo had seen that annoying girl countless times before, and he didn't have the demeanor of a princess at all, but today his mentality was very special, feeling the large atmosphere around him, as well as the solemnity of Xiao An'an and the guards of Yanyu Palace, and those Yue Jia, he also shamefully had feelings of respect and expectation.

As the curtain of the carriage slowly lifted, the whispered words that had just been generated in order to calm his heart disappeared again.

It was quiet, except for the sound of the wind.

The weather was slightly cold, but the fluttering curtains were as soft as the spring wind.

A small, snow-white hand reached out gracefully.

Immediately afterwards, there are fragrant sleeves embroidered with a light lotus flower, which is serene and fragrant.

The ring was dingdong, and Her Royal Highness Ji, the most noble little princess of Southern Wu, walked out slowly and dignified and quietly.

Today she is dressed in a dress, and her white palace skirt is embellished with elegant flowers, golden hairpins and jade pendants, noble but friendly, like a spring breeze.

She stood quietly outside the carriage like this, her little face was filled with a beautiful smile, the wind came, the skirt was slightly swaying, the green silk fluttering like a waterfall, and behind her was the reflection of thousands of miles of long sky, thousands of miles of white clouds, and a pale golden sunshine pouring down.

Today, in this land, at this moment, where she stands, is everything, she is the center of all of them, there is no one.

The Northern Tang people, who thought they were disdainful of all the other princesses, were all stunned, just as they were when they saw the Guangle princess Li Xiyun's wide sleeves.

Guan Kuo looked at Ji Ru, who was as calm as a summer flower, like everyone's ladies, and bitterly felt that his three views had collapsed, and it was crushing.

Ji Ruyi, Her Royal Highness the little princess of Nanwu, the pearl of the palm of all Nanwu people, tells everyone with undoubted true strength: her demeanor is not something that anyone with prejudice can denigrate, except for Her Royal Highness Princess Guangle in the Northern Tang Dynasty, in this world, there is her, and she is so noble that it is embarrassing.

She put her bare hand in front of her, showing people a pure and immaculate painting, and at the same time showing a truth-

She is invincible, how lonely she is!

The only way to quickly convince these pretentious and unruly Northern Tang coarse people is that you are strong enough to extinguish all stubbornness.

Thunder rolling, three thousand Yuejia, at the same time from the heart, but also full of respect, and as a kind of oath.

"Your Royal Highness, Princess, please!"

This sentence is more majestic and more straight into the sky than the previous "ginseng".

The wind is up, the clouds are drifting, Her Royal Highness the Supreme Little Princess of Nanwu, her supreme look and white palace skirt dazzle everyone.

Because they are proud, they are proud.

In front of the Northern Tang people, they earned enough face, because Ji Ru, who was so strong that he was lonely.

"Great Wu Immortal."

Ji Ru waved a small hand slightly, signaling to all the Southern Wu people, she smiled, her voice was crisp and loud, melodious, in this quiet land, spread far away.

"Princess Chitose, Great Wu is immortal!"

The three thousand Yuejia loud voices vibrate, expressing their respect for Her Royal Highness the little princess, as well as their heartfelt blessings to Nanwu.

"Get up."

Ji Ru raised the small hand that had just waved and then fell slightly, and her tone was full and affinity, giving people the feeling of a butterfly sucking dew in a flower field.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The same action, the same voice, and at the same time, the entire Southern Wu army stood up and held its head high.

The people of Southern Wu were excited but did not express it, but the people of the Northern Tang Dynasty were sad, they did not express it, but it was difficult to express it.

For the treatment of those Nanwu people, some people suddenly felt a little envious, jealous and hateful.

Her Royal Highness the princess of the other party came to see them, and that princess was not as vulnerable as everyone thought, not even a jade finger of Li Xiyun could compare, but it brought them great shock and couldn't help but respect. Then, they have been fighting for many years, and the vast majority of people, even Princess Guangle have never seen it, not to mention Princess Guangle Li Xiyun, they have never had the pleasure of seeing any princess of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Envy? Jealous?

There must be for sure.