At the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, the cool north wind wanders in the vast world, and the land of Beihu seems to be able to climb to the sky with your hands.

It's just that the ministers gathered in the Zhaohua Palace built with gold and soil are very puzzled, the prince did not bring back the missing Princess Mianlan, but brought back a woman in Tang costume with a blue veil covering her face, and even, the two walked hand in hand to the emperor and queen on the throne step by step.

"Sons see father, emperor, mother." Long Yanxuan's posture is vigorous, compared to his cousin Long Yanluo, he is less handsome and graceful, but he has more mature and majestic as a man.

The blue-shirted woman on the side did not speak, and bowed deeply to the two in front of her very respectfully according to Beihu's etiquette.

"Prince, who is next to you, won't you introduce it to you?" As the queen and the prince's mother, Ning Yong has never asked about the people or things that her son likes, because she understands that what she likes is never long-lasting. Although he has not officially looked at the woman in front of him, a sharp thorn has already been born in Ning Yong's heart.

Long Yanxuan nodded, looking sideways at the woman's gaze with a gentle expression, "Can you say that?" This is a light inquiry, even if she says no, Long Yanxuan will not force it, since he brought her here, he will not mind anyone's opinion.

When Lan Mo took off the veil, the scar of the ugly symbolic identity was undoubtedly displayed in front of the well-informed ministers, especially the tribute envoys who had been stationed in the Later Tang Dynasty, and they were also shocked and shocked to see Lan Mo Zhenren again.

"Please forgive your majesty, the prince actually brought Fannu to the palace." Ning Yong has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and he has also heard of the slave trade on the border of the Later Tang Dynasty, and this mark means that this slave only belongs to the person who ordered the seal, and even if the slave status fades, this scar cannot be covered.

"Queen Mother, she is not a slave!" Long Yanxuan's warm eyebrows couldn't be stretched for a long time, and the emperor who didn't say a word in His Royal Highness was staring intently at the woman who was still calm and calm in the hall.

Adding fuel to the fire has always been a common thing in the palace, and the queen's prestige has not yet dissipated, and suddenly a man holding an official card came out and said, "The minister received a wanted warrant from the Later Tang Dynasty half a month ago, and a traitorous slave woman was rescued by a mysterious person, and the lower official thought that the woman in the portrait was eight points similar to this girl." ”

Lan Mo had already expected this reaction, she was about to admit it frankly, but she was held down by Long Yanxuan with one hand, this unacceptable action was exactly the same as the feeling of someone holding her, the evil eyes of the man in the carriage seemed to be floating in his mind, Lan Mo was relieved, was she stupid, they were originally cousins, the same, it was normal.

"What Kang Guoshi said is true, that mysterious person is His Royal Highness, and the woman in the portrait is the person I am leading, what's the matter, does Kang Guoshi have any opinions." Long Yanxuan looked at the man who dared to admonish with disgust.

"Nonsense! Take down that demon girl for this palace! "The queen who turned her face like a book, Lan Mo saw it, when she wanted to come to Lianjin Palace, she really lived in Jingong for a long time and didn't know the sinister of the East Palace of the court, and now this Zhaohua Palace in Beihu let her see the style of the mother of the country.

Long Yanxuan protected Lan Mo behind him with a murderous face, he looked at the god-like two people in the high position with a little unbearable, and the decisive words sounded in his mouth, "Today, the sons are here, just to ask for the fulfillment of the father and the queen mother, if it is not fulfilled, the sons and daughters have also made up their minds, there are still two brothers and three brothers in the court, and I don't do it as the prince, you say, yes, Mo'er." He turned his face to look at the woman beside him, and Lan Mo nodded calmly and noncommittally.

Even if he is accustomed to seeing the dragon slashing law of the wind and snow, he can't tolerate the son of the former god of war to become an infatuated man in an instant, and his thick voice echoed throughout the Zhaohua Palace, "Are you sure you want to marry a slave." “

"Yes." Long Yanxuan nodded heavily.

"Can your Xuanzi legion fight against the shadow warriors of the Later Tang Dynasty?" The dragon slash law never asks about the past, "You just have to answer, can or can't." ”

Long Yanxuan didn't expect his father to be so direct, not only did he have insight into the core that hindered everything, but he also judged the situation and reminded him that the time was not right, he finally lowered his head in a heavy voice, "No." ”

"Since you can't, you can discuss it later." The dragon slashed like a beast that had not been killed for a long time, and his low roar could also make everyone tremble, "The position of the crown prince has always been yours, no one can replace it, and it cannot be given to anyone. ”

The hundred officials in the hall were silent, and King Xuan'an, who was hidden in the court, seemed to have something in his eyes swept slightly, and then immediately dissolved, the second brother was away from the world at this time, it was really a clever choice, I don't know if he would be angry when he heard his father's attitude.

"Holy Wisdom." The hundred officials watched the figure of the dragon slashing and rising up with their sleeves, and they all dared not blaspheme with reverent eyes, and the rumors that the emperor was terminally ill were self-defeating.

"The three highnesses who have been temporarily in charge of the government in the palace today don't dare to say much, don't speculate."

"That is, otherwise His Royal Highness wouldn't have chosen to go out on a tour at this time."

The discussion of the petty officials became farther and farther away, Long Yanxuan held Lan Mo's shoulder, signaling that he could go back first, but when Lan Mo turned around, he inadvertently saw a girl who was secretly looking at him, the girl was hiding behind the pillar of the main hall, and when he saw Lan Mo looking over, he immediately flashed back.

"What are you still looking at?" Long Yanxuan looked back along Lan Mo's line of sight, and all he saw was the eunuch and palace maid who were cleaning the palace.

"It's nothing, I'm blinded by the wind and sand for a while." Lan Mo smiled.

"The wind and sand in Beihu are big, and the scenery is not as good as that of the Later Tang Dynasty." Long Yanxuan said calmly, as if a trace of apology welled up in his heart.

"You think about it too much, the sand in Zhaohua Palace is much finer than that in Wucha County." Lan Mo joked, she hugged Long Yanxuan and stepped out of the threshold of the palace, a trace of sorrow jumped into her heart, she really didn't think that one day, she could really leave the Lianjin Palace, which had been imprisoned for twenty years, one day, she could no longer see the people she didn't want to see, and one day, she could use her real strength to defeat everything that had hurt her.

It's just that this person is something she has never thought of, the white tiger boy of the Hanhai Wild Plains, and the young prince of Beihu Long Yanxuan, who was surrounded and suppressed by the cheetah group.

Lan Mo's newly practiced last word trick happened to have a day to test the waters, and she rode the little red horse like a nimble little beast, and the wooden fan in her hand swished a few times, scattered on the legs of the cheetah that surrounded her first. The pain of piercing the fur made the injured leopards even more ferocious, but Lan Mo was not frightened at all, praising the bravery of the little red horse under him, and lazily showing off a wooden pendant from his sleeve.

The young man riding the white tiger was stunned for a moment, even though he often hunted in the Hanhai Wilderness, he had never seen an elf-like woman, the things in her hands were a little gentle, but more, it was deadly murderous!

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