Yan Xiaomo looked carefully at the white figure, it was a handsome son-in-law, with a gentle and elegant temperament between his eyebrows.

What a fresh and refined man, I don't know what he has to do with Xiang Yu.

Yan Xiaomo looked at the man with a curious expression, wondering what the relationship between that man and Xiang Yu was, and who was the girl who was Xiuxiu, from her previous expression, Yan Xiaomo had already guessed that this girl liked Xiang Yu.

"Second brother, do you have something to do with me?"

Guo Xiuxiu glanced at the man with a sad expression.

The man walked over, and Yan Xiaomo's distance became closer and closer, and finally stopped next to Yan Xiaomo.

"Can't I look for you if it's okay?"

The man smiled lightly, his smile like a spring breeze blowing willows.

"Well, if the second brother has nothing to do, Xiuxiu will go back first."

Guo Xiuxiu didn't seem to want to deal with the man, and bowed slightly to the man, turned around and left in the other direction, leaving the man alone in the shade.

"Is there only the big brother in all eyes?"

The man's hand behind him was tightly twisted into a fist, and the expression on his face became gloomy, which was the opposite of gentle and elegant.

Yan Xiaomo was shocked, isn't this expression a blackened expression?

It looks like this man is going to be blackened.

I saw that the man turned around slowly, staring at her, so frightened that Yan Xiaomo thought that he was exposed, and he didn't dare to move.

"Hmph, big brother......" The man snorted coldly, and stretched his hand towards Yan Xiaomo's body.

Yan Xiaomo was instantly choked by her throat, and the feeling of suffocation swept through her whole body.

This guy doesn't want to destroy flowers with hot hands!

Don't, she just came over, can you not be so cruel?

Yan Xiaomo shouted for help, but the other party couldn't hear her cry for help at all.

It's over, and she's going to end this mission with this unknown man.

"Yun'er, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded, stopping Xiang Yun's behavior of destroying flowers with his hands.

Xiang Yun slowly let go of his hand, his fingers ran over the bright petals, and said with a slight smile: "This clump of cannas is the only one that is the best-looking, I remember that this is the eldest brother transplanted back from Tianguang Temple." ”

The middle-aged man also walked towards Yan Xiaomo's side, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the flowers, with a kind smile on his face, "Yes, after so many years, this flower is better than blooming every year." ”

"Father, have you heard about the palace?"

Xiang Yun looked at Father Xiang sideways, with a look of concern in his eyes.

The saint is critically ill, and there is not much time left, and the saint has no heirs under his knees, and this throne does not know to whom to pass on, and the vassal kings are recruiting troops, and I am afraid that they will soon lead troops to attack the imperial capital.

The powerful ministers in the DPRK and China began to form gangs, with Prime Minister Xiao He as the leader and the Xiang family, who held half of the military power of the Apocalypse, on the other side.

If the emperor dies, the entire apocalypse will fall apart, and a troubled era is about to begin, which is also the beginning of another dynasty.

The heroes of troubled times will be born.

The middle-aged man frowned, with a warning in his eyes, "This is not something you should take care of, it is better to manage the Xiang family's industry if you have air control." ”

"Yes, the child knows."

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Xiang Yun's eyes, his father never let him participate in politics, and he always only listened to his eldest brother Xiang Yu about political matters, and he thought that his political ability was no worse than that of his eldest brother.