A carriage slowly drove out of Princess Anping's mansion, the carriage swayed and walked, and today the princess of Anping mainly went to the suburbs.

The Southern Wei Dynasty has been peaceful for many years, especially Handan City, which has been stable for many years, and even the price of rice and flour and grain will not rise too much in previous years. There are not even some dry bones frozen to death on the streets, and no one will drag the carriage that comes out of Princess Anping's mansion when they see it. Jin Wuwei, who opened the way, didn't have to disperse the people, everyone gave way to the princess and let the princess's car pass by.

Inside the carriage, An Ping was holding the scroll and looking through it, the carriage was very stable, it is said that Cao Qingyang asked some immortal sects to do their best to make it, not to mention that it will not shake when walking on a flat road, even if there are martial artists with perfect qi outside who are constantly bombarding, the inside of the carriage is also very calm, and it will not shake when you put a cup of tea.

"King, please use tea. The maid in the red dress on the side cooked fragrant tea and handed it to Cao Qingyang, who was making trouble beside Anping, Cao Qingyang sat up straight, picked up the teacup and drank it all, full of emotion.

"Red Whisk, your tea is getting better and better. Cao Qingyang was full of emotion, but in the end, he could only say such a sentence, as if he felt that it was a little insufficient, and stretched out his thumb to show encouragement.

Red Whisk sneered and thanked the king for his kindness. An Ping, who was on the side, also put down the book and said with a smile: "Some people can't hold back what they want to say for a long time." ”

Cao Qingyang said as a matter of course: "That's natural, my eldest sister's literary talent is unparalleled in the world, what culture do you need me to learn?"

An Ping glanced at him, "I'm so old, and I'm still like a child every day." Hurry up Ming'er to find a good day and bring the red whisk to the harem. ”

Red Whisk's eyes brightened a lot, "Is it really possible......?"

"Then forget it. An Ping took over the conversation, watching the surprise on Hongfu's face quickly fade, and then he was as anxious as if he was about to cry.

"Okay, okay, she said to laugh, you don't care about her! When does Hongfu want to go to the harem?" Cao Qingyang glared at An Ping viciously, looking at his eldest sister's pale neck, and a little inexplicably sad.

The daughter of the Cao family caught at least one fight of Wenyun in the world when she was a child, and she was born with no cultivation. Where can mortals catch this luck, even if Cao Qingyang is looking for treasures to prolong his life, his body is still deteriorating day by day.

It seems that even now, he is trying to live.

Cao Qingyang reached out to hold An Ping's hand, and the qi machine began to input again. It's just that when the qi begins to slowly transform into the source of life, Anping's life will disappear quickly, and her own life is not long, even if she makes up for it, she is just powerless, at most she will feel better.

"Wait for a while, wait until the princess is better......" Hongfu looked at Cao Qingyang a little depressed, and also remembered Anping's difficulties, and sincerely wanted to spend more time with Anping.

An Ping smiled bitterly: "Can I still get better with my body......?"

"Of course, when I go back, I will find my sister the best medicine and the best doctor in the world, or let my sister directly become a great monk. When the time comes, one person will cover the luck of the entire imperial city, and it will no longer be uncomfortable. Cao Qingyang continued as a matter of course, but he knew in his heart how difficult it was to say.

An Ping shook his head, and quickly said, "Have you started?"

Cao Qingyang closed his eyes and nodded when he opened them again.

At the same time, in the palace city of the Southern Wei Dynasty, a little eunuch walked to the door of the study, fluttered and fell into the house, looking at the frightened Mink Temple and the King of Wei who was reading and criticizing the red on the side.

"Bye...... Meet the king, the slave should die! the slave should die!" The little eunuch kowtowed vigorously on the ground.

Mink's lips trembled, and when he came up, he slapped him with all his strength, "Presumptuous! Don't get out of here!" 516

"Let's get out. Cao Qingyang smiled.

The little eunuch crawled up, glanced at Cao Qingyang again, thanked the mink temple again, and then ran out of the study, closed the door of the study, and waited for the place that had been agreed upon with all his strength.

"My lord, I never expected that this kid was sent by the Jingshifang, and I will thoroughly investigate the Jingshifang when I turn around. ”

"Let's check, this matter must be investigated to the end. Cao Qingyang casually threw the case file and laughed.

When everyone thought that Cao Qingyang's soul could only be motionless, this thing could deceive many people.

"I wouldn't have cared if they came to assassinate me, but they turned their minds on my sister. Cao Qingyang said softly, but the old mink temple knelt directly on the ground, kowtowing desperately while saying that his subordinates should die.

"It has nothing to do with you, they can't resist this!" Cao Qingyang's eyes were cold, and the sky in the entire Handan City seemed to dim for a moment.

Just outside the city, an old man in a Taoist robe looked at the nearly four hundred golden guards and smiled, landed in front of everyone in one step, and said, "Why don't you rest for a moment?"

More than half of the Jin Wuwei fell, and only the remaining dozens of people were martial artists who practiced perfectly, if it weren't for Cao Qingyang's lack of use, they would have to guard the existence of the palace all the time.

"Up!" Lao Dao sat down cross-legged, it was very difficult for the Yin God to overwhelm the souls of so many people, and it was difficult for him to mobilize other forces now.

The armor worn by Jin Wuwei is similar to the existence of the treasure armor of the Tibetan Soldier Mountain, which is not subject to cause and effect, and the magic power is almost ineffective, so it has to be suppressed with the power of the Yin God, which is also extremely tiring work.

A golden bald head rushed out from the side, and he had already reached the Vajra Arhat level of Buddhism, and his cultivation was not lower than the fusion realm. The bald head quickly shuttled through the crowd, did not drag for a moment, walked directly to the carriage, and punched the carriage.

Time is life, if Cao Qingyang got Xin'er from Miyagi, even if there were more ambushes today, it would be in vain.

The bald head did not break the carriage, a hand stretched out from the side to stop him, it was Cao Qingyang's palace commander Ma Hongyun, Ma Hongyun is the disciple of Zhou Dong, the first iron arm of the northern realm, and his golden body is not much weaker than that of the Buddhist Arhat.

Ma Hongyun's body qi machine traveled eight thousand miles, one punch hit the bald head, the first hand had already occupied, and each next punch was under the traction of the qi machine against the bald head's vital point, and after a few punches, he was covered with blood on his face, and retreated to close to the city gate.

A distant groan came from the air, "Alas, Cao Xiangyu doesn't have this rich life." What if the luck is poured into the sky?"

"Today, the female benefactor is a big murderer. ”

An Ping in the carriage looked annoyed, looking at the two people who were smiling and really angry, he was about to go out of the carriage and scold the man, but was stopped by Cao Qingyang.

"Is that so? The old-timers will do the math for me, too?"

"As for you...... Cao Qingyang is in the carriage!"

The old man almost roared.