Chapter 1251: Turning into a Man Under the Moon [6]

"She's been with me for so long, and she's never hurt anyone." Feng Lianyi said lightly, but his expression was very firm.

Yuwen Di understood his temper and knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only say: "Your Majesty, be careful, don't look at her eyes." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the little fox jumped on the piano table, her tail swept over the strings, making a pleasant sound, and she raised her head and looked at Yuwen Di with ice blue eyes.

Yuwen Di was shocked, and hurriedly turned his face away, and said, "I can't see it!" ”

The little fox stared at his eyes, and no matter which way he turned, it immediately appeared in front of him, so frightened that Yuwen Di almost ran away with his head in his hands.

Feng Lianyi laughed and said, "Ogi, a fox makes you afraid of being like this, it's too useless." ”

Yuwen Di Zhengse said: "This thing is dangerous, Your Majesty can't be careless!" ”

"Come here." Feng Lianyi beckoned to the little fox, and she let Yuwen Di go, got into his arms, and curled up lazily.

Yuwen Di swallowed a mouthful of saliva and sat down cautiously.

"Why are you in such a hurry to enter the palace?" Feng Lianyi stroked the little fox's fur and asked lazily.

Yuwen Di then remembered that it was, and said with a serious face: "The minister just heard His Majesty caress the qin, and the sound of the qin is 'Moon Spirit'." ”

Feng Lianyi was slightly stunned, and there was no expression on his stunning face, Yuwen Di continued: "The emperor of the Southern Wing Country has already made the decision to marry the lord of Beiyue County to Luo Luo. Boogier, the marriage will be consummated next month, doesn't Your Majesty want to stop it? ”

"As long as the lord of Beiyue is happy, it is good to marry anyone." Feng Lianyi said lightly.

Yuwen Di's eyes widened, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but ask again: "Your Majesty, the one who wants to marry is Huang Beiyue!" ”

"I know." Feng Lianyi smiled, "Because it's her, I want her to be happy." ”

"Are you guys, is there a misunderstanding?" Yuwen Di couldn't believe that His Majesty had just played the 'Moon Spirit', which showed that he was really crazy about the Lord of Beiyue.

"Nope." Lowering his eyes slightly, the light purple light was hidden under the long eyelashes, "Ogi, help me send a congratulatory gift to the Southern Wing Country." ”

"What congratulatory gift?" Yuwen Di asked astringently, feeling very uncomfortable.

"The letter of alliance, the Northern Yao Kingdom will never invade the Southern Wing Kingdom, and the ten cities at the border will be given as a congratulatory gift."

"Your Majesty!" No matter how good Yuwen Di's temper is, he can't help but jump up at this moment, the alliance is still acceptable, the ten cities bordering the southern wing country have steep terrain, and they have always been the natural barrier to the south of the Beiyao country, so if you send it out like this, wouldn't it open the back door and let the enemy break in?

Feng Lianyi waved his hand and said, "Needless to say, I have already prepared a will, and this is what I owe her." ”

Yuwen Di's face turned red, he gritted his teeth, and only after half a sound did he squeeze out a few bold words from between his teeth: "Your Majesty wants to send a congratulatory gift to yourself, and the minister would rather die than be such a sinner!" ”

Feng Lianyi raised his hand, gently stroked the beautiful eyebrow bone, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said, "Okay, I will send it personally." ”

"Your Majesty!"

"I will leave the day after tomorrow, and you can go with me." Not wanting to listen to any more dissuasion, Feng Lianyi stood up, hugged the little fox in his arms, and walked down the gazebo.

Dressed in white, scattered among the fluttering snowflakes.

Northern Moon Dynasty********

Leaving for the Southern Wing Country, because the king of a country went in person, and with a letter of alliance, when he arrived at the border, he saw the prince of the war field personally leading people to greet him.