Emperor Beiliang's fingertips trembled slightly, his eyebrows were mixed with an unpredictable look, and his gaze fell on Yuan Wu. said to Fang Jiuge, "Today's matter is that Ping An premeditated the world and wanted to be crowned the empress." My son has a meritorious work, and he deserves a reward. ”

Fang Jiuge looked at Emperor Beiliang in disbelief, and was about to ask a rhetorical question, but was interrupted by Emperor Beiliang, but listened to him, "My son is tired, go back to the palace to rest first, you should prepare early for the wedding date."

Fang Jiuge's heart gradually became cold, he slowly straightened up, the heat in his eyes gradually faded, and he made a big salute to Emperor Beiliang, "Jiuge, goodbye father." The words fell, and the long sleeves flew away from the palace gate without hesitation.

Why did she come back, but now?

Fang Jiu Ge stood in the heavy rain, letting the heavy rain smash his body and soak his long shirt, but he was desolate in his heart. She slowly looked back at the majestic palace with red eyes, and she didn't know how much dirty things were going on in this palace

What she is doing at this time is right or wrong

"Some things are done by heart." Yuwen Rong stood beside Fang Jiuge with an umbrella, smiled and took her into his arms, and wiped the rain from her face with his fingertips, "My Jiuge is still a child, and these things will be borne by her husband in the future, it's good."

"It's not good, I'm the princess of Beiliang, and the people of Beiliang also have a responsibility for me. But I" Fang Jiuge lowered his eyes, his expression was obscure.

Yuwen Rong picked up Fang Jiu Ge's chin, pinched her jaw, met her gaze with slanted eyes, and said, "Jiu Ge, since you already know it in your heart, why don't you let go and fight who the world is, it's just the will of the people and the way of heaven." And that's your father, even if he is wrong, as a child, he can only bear it. ”

“”

Is this the caseFang Jiu Ge looked at Yu Wenrong, but his fists in his sleeves clenched slightly.

The mirror showed the scene of the two of them at this time, Su Fuyue drank the tea as usual, and the system on one side looked at her so lazy and lazy, and she was angry. said straight to her, "Host, if you continue to be like this, when will the master come back?"

"Oh, what do you think" Su Fuyue held her chin, looked at the system and drank another glass of sake, her fingertips swayed slightly in the mirror, and what emerged was the scene of Yu Chijing in modern times.

Surrounded by beautiful women, the beauties were so happy on the side, but the wine glass in Su Fuyue's hand tightened slightly. She let go leisurely, her eyes fell on the system, and said, "The system looks at you and eats my rice every day, why don't you go to Chu for a walk"

"Who eats your white rice every day, I am eating it for my master, lest you go out of the wall." The system straightened his neck and yelled at Su Fuyue, and after finishing speaking, he shrunk his neck consciously.

Su Fuyue raised her hand and had an extra fan in her hand, she slapped the system on the head, and the system became a snow-white rabbit, she pinched the system's ears and looked at its fluttering legs. Throwing it directly to the Chu State, he gloated and smiled, "Don't roast it for your master." ”

"Squeak squeak host, you despicable" system protests faded away.

The breeze blew, and the peach blossom house was scattered on the ground with the wind, but there was no Su Fuyue. At this time, a light lit up in Yuwen Rong's room, Su Fuyue glanced at the furnishings in the room, and then looked at the person who was sitting on the soft collapse with cold eyebrows.

"You don't have to panic, I'm just here for some things that you have exchanged with the Heavenly Dao." Tiandao never trades at a loss, and she Su Fuyue does not want to be a strong man, and she is more optimistic about Yuwen Rong.

For one thing, Yuwen Rong can abandon the world for Fang Jiuge, and he is more suitable for Fang Jiuge to be reborn than someone like Yuwen Jue.

Yuwen Rong's eyebrows were frosty, his eyes were slightly cold, staring at Su Fufu's gaze mixed with coldness, and he asked her in a deep voice, "Who are you?"