Wearing the stars and the moon, the landscape and the journey.

In less than two days, a team of four hundred horsemen led by Taiming and Gongsun Changzheng rushed back to Siyang non-stop, and they escorted the most important goods in Simeng at the moment, sealing the ice of Tilda, the Grand Duke of West Asia.

The silver-haired Grand Duke Tilda slept in the ice as if he were asleep, dressed in the garb of a saint of the Church, curled up like a mother with a baby in her arms, and held an indiscernible sword.

But Gongsun Changzheng knew very well that this sword was the reason why the Fa Si was able to intervene.

Before dawn, the gate on the side of Siyang City has been cleared, and not even a mouse is allowed to wander here.

Waiting at this side of the city gate is the most honorable figure in the whole Simeng.

Taifu, Jiang Ningyun.

The two stood still in the dark of the day, and seemed to have no interest in talking to each other, except for the occasional few words that made the place seem less lifeless.

"West Asia won't give up." Jiang Ningyun said.

"No, it won't."

He replied as he looked into the distance.

"How does the military department respond?"

Yutai turned sideways and finally looked at Jiang Ningyun's eyes.

It was really a pair of very young eyes, such a girl, who was almost old enough to be her own daughter, but now she looked at herself so strongly.

He spoke slowly: "Listen to Your Highness." ”

Jiang Ningyun sighed, she knew what kind of person Taifu was, and she also knew what kind of person His Highness was.

"What does Lord Tantai want His Highness to decide?"

Yutai pondered for a moment, but showed a rare smile: "You Jiang family's girl is too straight. ”

"The one who turned the bowels is not here, but in the palace."

Jiang Ningyun replied quickly.

Tan Taifu shook his head: "No, I'm talking about temperament, both of you are very straight." ”

He looked into the distance again, his tone much softer:

"If you are in the military division, you two sisters can be very good soldiers."

Jiang Ningyun frowned slightly: "What Lord Tangtai means is that Ning Yun is not as handsome as you." ”

"There is no handsome talent, just live a long time."

It doesn't always look like it's going to eat people, but there are always people who seem to have that kind of aura that is not angry and arrogant.

Such a person, even if he says this very plainly, it will always make people unable to relax.

"Fighting a war is always a bad thing, and there is no reason why people like to fight."

Taifu's gaze seemed to be looking in the direction of West Asia in the north, and it was a little empty:

"A good battle against Simeng can naturally be fought, but when it comes to fighting, whether it is Simeng people or West Asian people, there will always be people who hate it."

Jiang Ningyun looked at the figure in the distance from Tantai, and his tone was very cold:

"It's wonderful that they hate His Highness, not you, the Chief Minister."

Taifu was not annoyed, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "There must always be someone who hates, unless there are people in the world who fight and rejoice, such people are stupid and crazy." Unless all the soldiers and generals in Simeng are crazy, someone must be scolded. ”

He turned around with his back hand and faced Jiang Ningyun, and his tone was unusually serious:

"Scolding Your Highness, bad words can't be spread into the palace, scolding you and me, Simeng Sheji is unstable, you say, who is good to scold?"

Jiang Ningyun's eyebrows frowned slightly, she didn't seem to like the other party to resemble him, her eyes glanced into the depths of the night, and her voice became calmer.

"Here we are."

In the distance, under the night, a pyroxene stone two people tall could be seen reflecting the bright moonlight, and it was rapidly approaching Siyang's side gate from mid-air.

It was Yutai Ming and Gongsun Changzheng, as well as a group of hundreds of horsemen who followed them, as well as Gongsun Xue.

"See the Director-General!"

Everyone greeted and cheered in unison, and it was convenient to give the two directors at the same time.

Yutai glanced back at Tantai in front of him, and a trace of gloom immediately flashed on his son's face, and he pressed his chin closer to his neck, and lowered his head seriously.

He understands that the Fa Si can intervene in this matter, and Jiang Ningyun can stand here now, these are his own responsibilities.

That damn knight, but he didn't die at all!

With a "snap", the expressionless Gongsun Xue smashed a huge wooden box nearly two meters high on the ground without saying a word.

The wooden box resembles a tall coffin, but it is more well protected than most coffins, and it is densely covered with Taoist talismans like psoriasis, and if you look closely, you will find that those Taoist talismans slowly turn yellow and become brittle one by one, and finally fall into paper ashes.

Lying inside, it is naturally the immortal and unrigid temperance knight Aodu.

Yutai glanced at Aodu's coffin, looked at Jiang Ningyun, and raised his hand towards the solid ice that sealed Tilda: "Lord Director-General, please." ”

Jiang Ningyun didn't push anything, nodded lightly and stepped forward, raised his hand on the surface of the ice, and closed his eyes slightly.

Shaoqing, she opened her eyes with long eyelashes, and her tone was a little regretful:

"This Grand Duke of West Asia is really powerful."

After hearing her helpless words, Tan Taifu's face obviously became much more solemn, he turned his head to scan Tilda in the ice, and his expression suddenly paused for a moment:

“…… Yunpo Sword? ”

Jiang Ningyun sighed, she thought that Gongsun Changzheng would be able to find this thing quietly, but now this Yunpo Sword was frozen together with Grand Duke Tilda in this lump of solid ice that no one could dissolve, and this was not something she could control.

"It is the Yunpo Sword, when His Royal Highness visited West Asia, he gave this thing to the Grand Duke of West Asia, for the sake of ...... It's just a pro-Fang Ze. ”

"I see."

Yu Taifu nodded, but didn't say anything.

But his silence on the surface hid the deep thought in his heart - the little girl of the law department of the country did not know that His Royal Highness was threatened by the prince Gao, and the statement that the sword was given to him must be just a pretext casually thought up by the ridiculous His Highness.

The real situation was clearly grasped by the military division of other countries, it must be part of the prince Gao's coercion, not only forcing His Royal Highness's life, but also forcing him to hand over the immortal rites for some reason.

So this Yunpo Sword is useful?

What's the use?

Taifu's gaze stayed on the Yunpo Sword for a long time, he didn't know that his idea was almost the truth, except that Han Dongwen was not forced.

Your Highness...... For now, it's more valuable to keep him.

He pondered so much, and led everyone in the pale moonlight to escort the solid ice to the strictest place in Siyang, the Dingfa Pavilion.

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Dormitory.

The dragon bed is warm and fragrant nephrite, Jiang Keyin's shoulders are like a very beautiful and warm nephrite, her collarbone reflects the moonlight outside the window, and her shoulder blades are lined with the warm fire in the hall, so she leans on the side of the bed and looks out the window.

"Your Highness, you could have deceived Ke'er."

She blinked her eyes, which were seven or eight points similar to her sister, and looked at Han Dongwen, who was standing in front of the window with her hands behind her back.

His Royal Highness called herself tonight, but she was still not a bedman, and in addition to teaching the magic of the puppet, she heard a rather strange sentence.

"I want it, I don't ......"

His Royal Highness took a breath and said again, "The widow wants to make you the concubine." ”

"Your Highness promised the queen at the beginning."

She was stunned for a moment, but her words still carried a delicate hatred.

"Enthrone the throne, and make you the queen."

Han Dongwen's eyes reflected Jiang Keyin's shadow, paused for a moment, but continued:

"Concubine Zhonggong, it's very dangerous."

Jiang Keyin smiled, her eyes seemed to narrow, and she still seemed to be looking at Han Dongwen: "The law department has been dealing with the Tantai family for many years. ”

"It's not a platform."

Han Dongwen shook his head, repeated the rhetoric he said to Taifu, and finally concluded:

"Shantai, they want to live the concubine, not the queen."

Jiang Keyin looked at Han Dongwen in front of him, was silent for a long time, and slowly spoke: "Ke'er is stupid, what does His Highness mean, is Taka forcing His Highness to choose a concubine?" ”

"It's not."

Han Dongwen shook his head: "But if Simeng has a concubine, it can make the prince Gao believe in me more." ”

"If he can't do what he wants, His Highness and Ke'er will both be killed?"

"Yes."

"What about Simeng, what about Shantai?"

"Maybe they have a plan, maybe they don't, but for Huang Zigao, if I can't do what he wants, there will be no Simeng."

Jiang Keyin took a deep breath, and smiled a little lighter, but it was a little more real:

"What does Gao want?"

"You want me to stabilize Simeng and help him take the taka."

"What does the beautiful Grand Duke of Gao Tongxia want?"

"If you want her to stabilize West Asia, she will lose."

Jiang Keyin blinked: "West Asia is still there." ”

Han Dongwen took a deep breath and looked out the window: "And we have a chance to stabilize her." ”

"If you want to use force, will you agree?"

Jiang Keyin leaned closer to Han Dongwen, hugged his shoulders from behind, pressed his chest against his back, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Your eldest concubine wants to remind you that Tantai Bacheng will say this: 'If there are people in the world who fight and rejoice, such people are stupid and crazy'"

"Lord Tantai thinks His Highness doesn't know how to soldier."

Her lips opened lightly, almost biting Han Dongwen's ear.

Han Dongwen looked at the moonlight outside the window and the starlight in the north, and the corners of his mouth turned up:

"The widow doesn't understand soldiers, he doesn't understand madmen."

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