At that moment, her indifferent but contemptuous tone was like a sharp blade with venom, carving a fierce one in his heart.

The strange power that is completely suppressed makes it impossible to break free, even if he has been practicing martial arts diligently since he was a teenager, at this moment he can only raise his head, clench his teeth tightly, and never lower the last bit of dignity.

Memories flashed in his mind, and Emperor Zhaoyuan's face was even more gloomy, and Sen Ran's tone made people's hearts skip a beat, "Back then, Ming Yaohua took Yuori from me, and this time, what she wanted was my life."

The tone was indifferent, and between breaths, he was shocked that the wood debris scattered in all directions

"With all due respect, what she wants most should be the throne of the Ninety-Five Supreme."

The left minister on the side sat silently, and suddenly interjected at this time, "Qingyun Zhai will not allow the selection of the Son of Heaven to get out of their control, looking at this posture, if they can't hold the throne in the palm of their hands, they won't give up." ”

He took another sip of hot tea and said, "Qingyun Zhai has made frequent moves before, but fortunately there is our national teacher ......."

When he said this, he chuckled in a mocking tone, and continued, "Although the national teacher acted arrogantly and perversely, in the battle of the sorcerers, he didn't let Qingyunzhai take any advantage, but this time Qingyunzhai changed his course and let a peerless swordsman like Ning Fei take action, but it was impossible to prevent it, and it is no wonder that the national teacher did not issue a warning." ”

His words were very good, although he also affirmed the national teacher, but the implication was that he still faintly blamed the son for not trying his best enough.

Emperor Zhaoyuan knew that he had always been at odds with the sorcerer, so he just glanced at it lightly when he heard the words, and said in a deep voice: "After all, the national teacher is a guest secretary, and it is natural to help, but if you want to rely on him completely, what is the use of raising you officials and ministers?" ”

These words sounded quite heavy, but Zuo Xiang didn't show any embarrassment and panic, he smiled quietly, and stroked the Xuanjin ring between his fingers intentionally or unintentionally, "The so-called Lu of eating the monarch, sharing the worries of the monarch, of course, the ministers will do their best for Your Majesty, and then die." ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan met his gaze and also fell on the ring that was neither gold nor iron, "Oh? So confident? ”

Zuo Xiang nodded, the crown shone brightly above his head, and his white hair was as pale as snow, which made him even more cold, "I have been concentrating on this thing with Xue Wen for a year, and the training and training of new recruits have been effective-in a short time, we will definitely be able to cut off the big trouble for Your Majesty." ”

His gaze was condensed at one point, but he was not looking at Emperor Zhaoyuan, but towards an unknown distance-

"With this, the reckless behavior of the sorcerers can be restrained, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, not bewitched, and Your Majesty can be done once and for all."

He let out a low sneer, and his eyes were also frozen, "This world, there is no need for those sorcerers who fly high and go high, and as long as they disappear, the world can be peaceful."

The cool breeze of spring blows through his white hair, and under the movement, in addition to the cold, there is a decisive and fierce temperament, at this time, the left phase is like a sword out of the sheath, sharp, but dangerous.

Emperor Zhaoyuan bowed slightly, and was about to say more, at this time, there was a slight noise outside the Jing Pavilion, Emperor Zhaoyuan signaled slightly, and suddenly a close attendant went out to see what was going on, and then hurriedly came back and said: "Your Majesty, the newly sealed virtuous concubine Niangniang has woken up." ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan showed a happy smile on his face, as if a ray of sunlight illuminated his cold face, he suddenly got up, got up from his seat, and hurried towards the door.

I'm afraid that even my soul will fly to that little girl...... Zuo Xiang sat quietly and thought in his heart.

He frowned, but remembering the appearance of Dan standing in front of the emperor despite his efforts, the lines in the center of his eyebrows stretched slightly.

"I didn't expect such a crazy little girl to have such courage"

He sighed with a smile, but somehow, there was a strange inappropriateness in his heart.

"Somehow, every time I see her, I have an indescribably weird feeling......"

It's like encountering a very dangerous demon in the dark......

He shook his head, shook off the thought self-deprecatingly, took the incense tray between the desks, and slowly adjusted it.

The evening sun was slightly dim in the golden light, illuminating him with a circle of golden light, but the twilight was getting heavier and heavier.

The hand of the perfumer is very steady, but it is a little tighter than usual.

"Rather than ......"

He played with the incense float ball and whispered the name of the Assassin.

"The vicissitudes of life, the world has changed, I can't imagine that the famous Yijian is falling apart because of a rebellion......"

He let out a low laugh, the laughter was complex and unpredictable, but it had a bitterness of its own.

"Mahjong, you're so bold, you don't want to live, do you?"

"Get me down"

"If you mess up my freshly combed bun, I'll pull your cat hair all over your body"

"Dead cat, you scratched my hair"

Before Emperor Zhaoyuan entered the side hall, he heard a stack of coquettish reprimands inside, which was like chickens flying and dogs jumping.

The corners of his lips rose slightly, and he didn't enter the dormitory, and what greeted him was indeed a fluttering veil tent, goose feathers scattered, Dan Li was only wearing a mid-moon clothes, and the green silk was half scattered—on the top of her head, there was a fat cat ball

The goose down pillow on the side was torn up, and the goose feathers inside flew around, causing a palace maid to sneeze constantly, but the culprit did not show any cowardice, but climbed on the master's head to show off his might

When Dan Li saw him come in, his eyes rolled and he whispered and threatened: "Look, you see, the master of Moyu is here, if you are fierce and bad, he will not marry Moyu to you."

The next moment, Emperor Zhaoyuan saw an elegant cat with good manners and good at pretending to be garlic.

He couldn't hold back his laughter, took down the mahjong, threw it to the maid serving on the side, and waved his hand, and the people who were waiting around retreated with great eyes, leaving only the two of them alone.

He looked at Dan Li, and when she first arrived at the lamp, she was so casually leaning on the head of the bed, lazy and a little delicate.

"How do you feel?"

He put his hand on her forehead, feeling that there was nothing unusual, but he still asked uneasily.

"It's nothing unusual, it's just that my chest is a little stuffy."

She frowned and began to complain to him, "When I woke up, these maids screamed, and the most hateful thing was Mahjong, who had no conscience, and actually made trouble for me while I couldn't get out of bed——"

Her coquettishness was interrupted by the shadow that suddenly pressed down, and Emperor Zhaoyuan hugged her, wrapped it firmly around her chest, and quietly felt her heartbeat and breathing.

There was no gap between the two, and when the lights went on, although her face was pale, it was also dyed with a hint of peach blossom red.