"What kind of fun are you making around, you don't want it, and then give the country to those who have framed you, you are generous, I am not so generous." Lan Ling'er said angrily.

"But if you want the country, you won't be free."

Lan Ling'er was silent, didn't she know, but she just couldn't swallow this breath.

"Maybe we can wait for the world to be peaceful, and then the three kingdoms will merge into one country, and the three emperors will take turns to be in charge, won't this be free." Han Xiluo looked at everyone with a shrewd face.

"Merger? In turn? Will this work? Situ Mujin looked at Han Xiluo with some surprise.

"I said okay, okay, it's such a happy decision, now let's get down to business." Han Xiluo ended the topic very easily.

Several men present were full of black lines, this woman thought she was playing at home, so she merged the three countries so easily? But on second thought, it's not necessarily a good idea.

Sheng Lingxiao and Bei Minghao glanced at each other, they seemed to have some heartbeat in their eyes, and the two smiled tacitly.

"To get back to the point, who do you think Nangong will marry?" Han Xiluo interrupted the secret send-off of Saint Lingxiao and Bei Yinghao.

"The second lady of General Meng's Mansion, Meng Yiyun." Nangong Liye said lightly.

"Dreams! Depend on! Rue! Han Xiluo said in amazement.

"What's wrong? Does this Meng Yiyun owe you money or steal your limelight, such a fuss. Lan Ling'er didn't know about Han Xiluo's previous grievances with the Dream Family, so naturally she didn't understand their expressions at the moment.

"It's not just this, Luo'er made the dreamer uneasy back then." Saint Lingxiao said evilly.

"Huh? No way? Lan Ling'er glared at Han Xiluo with some astonishment, could it be that this is the rhythm of the enemy joining forces.

"Whoever let them mess with me first, I have already told them that this princess is not easy to mess with, but she still has to play some embarrassing little tricks, really." Han Xiluo not only had no remorse at all, but even had some disdain in her tone.

"What the hell did you do with people?" Lan Ling'er really wanted to know what happened to the people who were rectified by Han Xiluo.

"Isn't it just a matter of planning, so that they can enjoy the taste of the men they have found."

"It's still a mother and daughter serving together." Sheng Lingxiao was afraid that it was not exciting enough, so he hurriedly added a sentence.

"Holy! It's so exciting! Lan Ling'er said with some excitement.

"One mother and one daughter is the wife of Mengfu, and the other is the eldest daughter of Mengfu." Situ Mujin further explained.

"Okay, Luo'er, you're dead, and now their dream mansion is coming for revenge." Lan Ling'er looked at Han Xiluo with a look of self-begging for blessings.

"Back then, I dared to dream alone, but now I am afraid that they Xiluo will still despise him unceremoniously.

"But if it's really Meng Yiyun, then Nangong Jue is really a big backer this time, you know, this Mengfu is the queen mother's mother's family, if even Mengfu turns against Nangong Jue, then Nangong Zhen is really gone." Bei Minghao, who had never spoken, said lightly.

"Ye, what do you think?" Situ Mujin looked at Nangong Liye, who had been silent.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth." Nangong Liye faintly floated out such a sentence.

Everyone also knew it in their hearts, but in their hearts, Nangong Liye was still unwilling to compete for this throne.

"That's all it can be." Situ Mujin sighed.

"Luo'er, tomorrow I will leave for the Northern Netherworld." After a long time, Bei Minghao slowly spoke.

"In such a hurry?" Han Xiluo said reflexively, and then thought that now is an extraordinary moment.

"You can't let the Northern Underworld hold you back." Bei Minghao smiled warmly.

"Okay." Now is not the time to be emotional, Han Xiluo also knows that it is just that Bei Minghao is the first man he has seen in another world, of course, except for her father and Yao Lao, so in her heart, Bei Minghao and Murong Qingyi cannot be replaced by anyone.

"There will always be a time to see each other in the future." Nangong Liye grabbed Han Xiluo and let her lean into his arms.

It was already an hour before I came out of the secret room.

Feng Ziling sat in the Huxin Pavilion, looking at the night sky in a daze.

"Ziling." It wasn't until Han Xiluo's shout that she came back to her senses.

"You're out." Feng Ziling stood up with a smile.

"Where did you go during the day? Ben wants to hang out with you. Lan Ling'er followed.

"My father asked me to see an old man." Feng Ziling said a little vaguely.

Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er smiled heartily, knowing that she was inconvenient to say something, so they didn't ask anymore.

"Senior Brother will return to the Northern Netherworld tomorrow, what are your plans?" Han Xiluo asked.

Ziling hesitated for a while, looked up and secretly glanced at Bei Minghao, but found that he was not looking at himself at all, and smiled bitterly in his heart, "I'd better go back to Qingcheng." ”

"You're alone?"

Ziling nodded.

Han Xiluo glanced at Bei Minghao beside him, who looked like a piece of wood, and really wanted to step forward and pinch him, and asked him if he had come back, such a good opportunity was created for him, but he was indifferent.

Han Xiluo turned his head and glanced at Lan Ling'er, who immediately understood.

"Oh, I said Ziling, do you really want to go on the road alone? You also know that we have been in ambushes and dangers all the way back, and you are a girl's family, so how can I and Luo'er rest assured? If in case, I said in case, what do you have three long and two short, then how do we explain it to Feng Mohan, at that time, Luo Er and I will probably have to bury you. Lan Ling'er exaggeratedly took Feng Ziling's hand and said.

Han Xiluo was suddenly messy, didn't Lan Ling'er always think that her acting skills were comparable to those of a first-line actress, why did she act so exaggerated today, not to mention Bei Yinghao, even she could see that it was fake and pitiful.

Several other men also smiled in unison, only Bei Minghao seemed to have just reacted, looking at Lan Ling'er with some confusion in his eyes.

"Where is she going?"

"Holy! You're in a fugue, dare to love what I just said so much! Lan Ling'er couldn't help but burst into foul language, this man, saying that he was a pig felt that he had tarnished the cute and cute nature of the pig.

Bei Minghao looked at Lan Ling'er with an innocent expression.

"Ziling said that she wanted to go back to Qingcheng, but we were worried that she would be in danger on the way back alone." Han Xiluo explained again "kindly".

"There are no guards in your palace?" This sentence was said to Nangong Liye.

Suddenly, there was a fire in the eyes of Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er, and they resisted the urge to pry his brain open to see if it was tofu dregs, Han Xiluo gritted his teeth and said, "The guards of the palace will not be borrowed." ”

"Ahem, ahem." Saint Lingxiao almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva.

What is the meaning that the guards of the palace are not borrowed, can't you think of a better reason? It's better to say that there are not enough people or something.

"Not borrowed?" Bei Minghao was suddenly a little stunned.

"What I mean is that either you send Ziling, or let her go back alone!" Han Xiluo really couldn't stand his slow reaction, and he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress his impulse to strangle him in the next second.

Bei Minghao understood this time, and suddenly showed embarrassment.

Feng Ziling couldn't bear to be in a dilemma, so she said loudly: "It's okay, I can inform my brother and ask him to send someone to pick me up on the way." ”

"If you're not in a hurry, you can go back to the Northern Underworld with me first, and then I'll send someone to send you back." For some reason, when Bei Minghao heard her sentence that it didn't matter if she went on the road alone, she didn't want her to be alone.

Now it was Feng Ziling's turn to be stunned, opening her mouth slightly, Feng Ziling thought that her ears had heard it wrong.

"Wouldn't it be nice to say this earlier, Ziling is not in a hurry, not in a hurry at all." Lan Ling'er hurriedly spoke up for Feng Ziling.

"Ah, oh, yes." Feng Ziling lowered her head and said with some embarrassment.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's all go back and rest." Han Xiluo took Nangong Liye's hand and prepared to leave.

"By the way, Sister Luo'er, can you come with me, my brother asked me to teach you how to send a message to him." Feng Ziling almost forgot the real purpose of her coming here to wait.

"Can I learn?" After hearing Feng Ziling's words, Lan Ling'er was extremely interested.

"Of course you can, my brother said, if Sister Ling'er also wants to learn, she can naturally learn." Feng Ziling smiled and nodded.

"Then let's go." Lan Ling'er took Feng Ziling and Han Xiluo's hands, and regardless of the resentful eyes of the man behind her, she happily walked towards Feng Ziling's room.

"Alas, it's really hard to find a woman who can't be controlled as a wife." Saint Lingxiao said with a sigh, although he said so, his tone was full of sweetness and happiness.

"Otherwise, you go and choose another one, I believe that with Ling'er's beauty and intelligence, it is estimated that anyone who wants her can go around the entire capital of Nanshu Kingdom." Situ Mujin said jokingly.

"Whoever dares to peep at my Ling'er, I will gouge out that person's eyes." Saint Ling Xiao immediately spoke out to make his position clear.

"No one dares to rob you." Bei Minghao smiled slightly.

Looking at the world, who dares to rob a woman with the emperor.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and then they all dispersed.

Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er were in Feng Ziling's room, and they stayed until Zi Shi before returning to their rooms.

Of course, Sheng Lingxiao and Nangong Liye also waited until the two of them came back before they fell asleep happily with their delicate wives in their arms.

On the second day, when Han Xiluo woke up, her subordinates told her that Bei Minghao and Feng Ziling had left.

Han Xiluo smiled lightly, whether you can grasp your own happiness or not depends on your own.