His Majesty the Emperor of Southern Wu is unparalleled in the world.

He single-handedly led Nanwu to prosperity, and he was high.

The Southern Wu Sage made Jin Sorrow a myth, and he is also an immortal myth.

Now, he was close at hand, on the dragon chair.

"Minister, Jin is worried, please see Your Majesty."

Jin Yuzai didn't care about the actions and thoughts of the other three people, so he knelt down.

On the surface, it seemed that there were only Emperor Wu and them here, but Guan Kuo felt that there were countless pairs of eyes around him that made him feel cold and piercing.

He knew that if he made any evocative movement, those gazes would turn into a hook knife and slash himself to pieces.

So the atmosphere became more and more oppressive.

Guan Kuo thought about it, and finally let go of each other's hands with Li Xiyun and slowly knelt down.

In any case, the one on the dragon chair is the monarch of his parents, just like Jin Youzuo and Qiu Jingshan, Emperor Wu is an admirable existence, which has nothing to do with what happened and what kind of relationship exists between the two sides.

People respect the strong, and this is a world where the strong are respected.

Li Xiyun did not bow down, but silently gave a blessing.

She is not a princess anymore, but there is still the pride of a princess, and with the pride of a princess of a hostile country, she can only give a blessing.

Li Qianrong saw Guan Kuo kneeling, and knelt down too.

Guan Kuo is his master, and now he is being hunted down and killed by the Northern Tang Dynasty, the Northern Tang people will not recognize him as the prince of the Jin Dynasty, and he also understands who the old man in front of him is, so Guan Kuo's actions have a leading role in him.

Emperor Wu didn't speak for a long time.

His body was motionless, but his eyes were moving.

He was looking at the four men in front of him.

These four people are not ordinary people, and they can all have a great impact on his Great Wu. Now that they're all in front of him, he needs to take a good look.

Because, he is old, and these people will continue to exist after they do not exist.

Long dead silence.

His almost merciless voice came:

"It seems that Guan Kuo, what did you do to Guan Zhixiao."

Guan Zhixiao didn't come, and he let Guan Zhixiao come, so he knew what would happen.

This was the first time Guan Kuo had heard Emperor Wu's voice, and he was surprised that it seemed to contain no emotion, because he had never met such a person.

Emperor Wu looked very old, much older than Jin Youzuo, after all, Jin Youzuo was only because of the practice of exercises, but Emperor Wu was really so old.

His hair was all white, and his skin looked like it had withered.

Guan Kuo actually doubts the authenticity of Ji Ru's relationship with this old majesty, because Ji Ru is only eleven or twelve years old, but perhaps it is precisely because of his old age that Emperor Wu will love that lovely girl the most.

Emperor Wu's temperament is not majestic, but it has a very heavy pressure.

Guan Kuo didn't know what kind of attitude and intention Emperor Wu had in proposing such a name as Guan Zhixiao, but he was very jealous of whether this old man would be dissatisfied with his heavy blow to the important ministers of Southern Wu.

But he had to answer, not choose to ignore an emperor.

"We've settled something, and something has happened, Your Majesty." He said in an unhurried voice.

He didn't want to make it too clear.

"I know very well." The old man's voice on the dragon chair was still very unforgiving.

It seems that that the old man, after all, does not need to be explained by others to be able to understand the general matter.

Emperor Wu's body still didn't move.

But Li Xiyun felt two oppressive gazes fall on her.

As Her Royal Highness Princess Guangle, who used to be high, this made her feel very uncomfortable and repulsed, so she subconsciously raised her head and looked at Emperor Wu as she did on weekdays.

When they looked at each other, even she paused for a moment, then looked away, and frowned as if she was uncomfortable.

In the final analysis, no matter how arrogant she is, she is just a young phoenix after all, but Emperor Wu is an old dragon who has been powerful for decades.

"Li Xiyun."

Emperor Wu's voice was still so ruthless, but if someone dared to stare into his eyes, it was estimated that they could see a very subtle little taste, maybe he thought of his palm pearl again, could it be regarded as a little soft color?

"I don't call you Princess Guangle, that's because I know you don't like that title now, because of your imperial brother."

"So I won't talk about him now."

"I and your father are very different kind of world friends, and as a very different opponent, I can say to you without hesitation: he is not a good emperor."

Li Xiyun's eyebrows frowned deeper, she raised her head again, her red lips opened slightly, and she wanted to say something, but the other party's next words made her dispel that thought:

"But there's one thing he's doing better than me, and that's that he's still righteous."

"Being affectionate and righteous is a fatal flaw for an emperor, and he will do a lot of irrational behavior, so those behaviors make him seem tyrannical and ruthless."

"However, as a human being, he can at least taste the pleasure of following his own temperament, and that kind of fun has been lost by me for many years."

The corners of Li Xiyun's lips were slightly hooked: "You're right, maybe the person on the Tang Dragon chair now is a bit similar to you, and he is still a little qualified to be your opponent." ”

Emperor Wu was silent for a while.

He added: "You mentioned it yourself, and I still can't bear to remind you of the unpleasant past." ”

"I like you a lot, and in some ways, you're like me."

"In that case, you're not completely ruthless." Li Xiyun's voice was smooth and pleasant, but there was mockery buried in it.

"It's because I'm old."

Nothing more.

He looked at Li Qianrong indifferently.

"Get up, kid, it's a little chilly on the ground."

Li Qianrong was obviously hesitating, he still lowered his head and knelt there, he was very nervous, but he didn't know what was the most appropriate thing to do.

"Get up." Guan Kuo said softly.

He knows very well that a person who has reached the height of Emperor Wu will not like hypocrisy, and the other party will let Li Qianrong get up, then he really wants the other party to get up, and he will not let him be in charge and let Jin worry about it.

Hearing Master's words, Li Qianrong stood up with concern, and then looked at Li Xiyun standing in the main hall, as well as Guan Kuo and Jin Wei, who were still kneeling, looking particularly helpless.

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