Chapter 200: The Return of Waste Materials Shocks Xiangcheng [8]

Some things, compared to the bloody battle on Moonlight Street before, the specific truth has not even spread in Kyoto Castle until now.

It's just that there are villains who want to assassinate the grandson of the royal family and Xiao Shizi, and then close the city and investigate it strictly.

So, although three days ago, Xiao Yumiao was defeated by dozens on the streets of Kyoto.

A blockbuster, showing the talent of martial arts.

But because that incident was about the prince and other royal descendants, and the affairs between his family and the nobles, he was suppressed and blocked by the court with all his might.

In many things, as long as the court intervenes, it is impossible to know the specific facts to the world.

Even in Kyoto City, the discussion was only in private, and it did not spread in the open.

As for Xiangcheng, which is thousands of miles away.

About the matter of Xiao Yumiao's one-man fight against the death guard of the two princes, the prince and Dexian, three days ago.

There must have been some who heard the wind.

But there are definitely not many, and these people who hear the wind must be skeptical in their hearts.

Just because Xiao Yumiao grew up from a small age, the image of waste materials engraved in the hearts of Xiangcheng people is too profound.

Therefore, the people of Xiangcheng who were present at this meeting, after listening to Xiao Yumiao's words.

Almost no one believed that Xiao Yumiao could rebuild a Xiao Wang's Mansion in a year with the strength of his own hands, let alone believe that he could restore the former prestige of the Xiao family with a piece of waste wood.

But the matter of Xiao Yumiao rushing back to Xiangcheng from Kyoto was spread.

also knew that Xiao Yumiao was in a hurry to return to Xiangcheng, and even the emperor's summons were directly rejected with a free gold medal.

What a valuable tool this is.

Throughout the ages, how many people are there in the world?

Unprecedented.

If everyone knows that at this moment, Kyoto City, which is thousands of miles away, is rumoring that Xiao Yumiao is a woman, and she is named a first-class female prince.

At this time, he would definitely not look coldly at Xiao Yumiao's bold words just now.

Wan Jin couldn't ask to know early, Fang Xian's love for carbon in the snow was true.

Therefore, the crowd around was obviously crowded, but it was silent, not only did no one respond to Xiao Yumiao's words, but also showed cold eyes and ridicule.

"Well, as long as it's something that Xiaoyuer wants to do, count me in."

Linghu Tianhai's voice was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly, and it instantly warmed Xiao Yumiao's heart, which was about to freeze into ice by everyone's cold eyes and ridicule.

Xiao Yumiao turned her head and nodded with a smile at Linghu Tianhai.

Thank you all the way.

Because of Linghu Tianhai's words, Nangong Fengyi finally came back to his senses from Xiao Yumiao's anger of scolding him for being a mad dog. (A madman and a dog are together, isn't it a mad dog?) )

In the past ten years of fighting, Nangong Fengyi has long been accustomed to putting on a lofty posture in front of Xiao Yumiao, the original intention of his last words is good, but the words should not be said like that, and the tone is super bad, completely forgetting that the Xiao family is in great trouble now.

How could Xiao Yumiao, who was born arrogant, stand it? Of course, it is even less likely to give him a good face.

Nangong Fengyi's heart was hot and painful, especially with Linghu Tianhai's voice, Nangong Fengyi finally noticed that Linghu Tianhai and Xiao Yumiao were holding hands tightly.

And Xiao Yumiao's smile at Linghu Tianhai made Nangong Fengyi's heart feel as if it had been roasted by frying fire, but the tone in which he spoke again was much more tactful.

"I'm sorry, little fry, my tone was a little bad, but my intentions were not bad. Come back to Nangong with me, we have something to say...... "Thank you for the reward of watching the flowers bloom and fall, work overtime tonight for two thousand words, and release it tomorrow morning to show your gratitude!"

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