King Xuan lifted up Xue Qingyin's clothes.

He asked: "Is the Meng people's food delicious?"

Xue Qingyin: "No...not very delicious."

King Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Xue Qingyin hurriedly said, "What I eat is not the Meng people's food, it is all food from Yizhou."

King Xuan: "Well... it was the King of Meng who specially ordered it to prepare for you?"

This sentence...

Answer or not?

Xue Qingyin thought about it and took the initiative on the spot: "Are you jealous?"

King Xuan: “…”

It is hard for a person as cold and taciturn as him to admit such a problem in person.

Xue Qingyin even began to give him some advice: "If you are jealous, then you will catch the Meng king another day and beat him up..."

King Xuan: “…”

He grabbed Xue Qingyin and pressed it on his leg.

Xue Qingyin was pitiful: "What are you doing? Do you want to beat me first?"

King Xuan: “…Hmm.”

Xue Qingyin:?

You're actually "Hmm"?

Xue Qingyin leaned forward and was about to climb down from King Xuan's leg, but King Xuan took her back as soon as he sucked her.

His voice rang in her ear, and he sighed helplessly, and he said, "Well, I'm jealous."

Xue Qingyin turned her head in surprise and sniffed between his neck: "Ah... is it sour?"

The blue veins on King Xuan’s neck jumped.

He pressed her onto the bed again.

Xue Qingyin was stunned and was really beaten up now.

But the things that fall to the Meng clan king are swords and fists. The things on her body are different.

...

In the chamber.

This time, Yao Minghui couldn't sit still. He walked straight to the door without saying a word.

The door was covered by the darkness of the night, and it looked empty outside.

But just as he stepped, a sound of a knife being unsheathed suddenly rang in front of him.

Xuanjia Guard blocked his way.

Yao Minghui's face darkened: "I am a prisoner and I can kill and cut him freely. Why should I humiliate others so much?"

Xuan Jiawei's voice was cold: "Go back."

He didn't even mean to answer him.

Dou Ruyun touched his nose and thought to himself that compared to this, his treatment was much better.

This has to be recognized early.

Just as he was thinking, Yao Minghui suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

Even if Yao Minghui rebelled from the Liang Dynasty, he had never suffered such anger. He led by Lin Gu, and the Meng clan always regarded him as a guest of honor.

He glanced at Dou Ruyun and knew that this person could not be counted on.

Yao Minghui turned his head and looked at Qinggui's army again.

But these people, who were covered in dust, seemed to be able to sit on the spot than anyone else. They were silent, like sculptures.

Yao Minghui pressed the unhappiness in his heart and looked at it seriously.

The more I looked at it, I gradually felt familiar...

"Gu Fuchen, Qiu Xiaoyuan, Ding Xiu,..." Yao Minghui slowly called out the names that should have been sealed in his memory.

His face slowly changed, and his heart was filled with storm.

Dou Ruyun sighed: "General Yao still remembers his name, I can't remember any of them, I only remember their identities."

Dou Ruyun's words undoubtedly confirmed the origin of these people.

Yao Minghui finally discovered the rule that they were "trapped" here.

They... have all served under Prince Zhang.

"Is this what Emperor Liang De wants to clear you and me?" Yao Minghui sneered, "King Xuan is really a good knife in his hand!"

When the Qinggui Army heard this, they lifted their eyelids, but did not speak.

They are still calm.

Yao Minghui couldn't hold it anymore and walked quickly in the hall.

After he walked around like this for three or four times.

He turned around and said in a heavy tone: "Who could have thought that the people they have worked hard to find for so many years have gathered in this small town today."

"Gu Fuchen, the son of Gu Hao, the country of Shangzhu, has been classmates with the current emperor."

"Qiu Xiaoyuan, the nephew of the Queen Mother, and the legitimate son of the Qiu clan of Youzhou."

"Ding Xiu, his brother, got married to Princess Changning, the last emperor's favorite, and was the legitimate son of the Ding clan in Longxi. There were nine prime ministers in his family..."

Yao Minghui slowly spit out the origin of each of them from his throat.

"You don't have to end up in this situation like us. You are all princes of aristocratic families and descendants of princes and nobles. If you stayed in the capital back then, you should have been granted the title of marquis and prime ministers today. We are different... Our family has lost its power, and it's even more

Some brothers are originally from the bottom of the game. The emperor will not be ruthless in killing us..."

Yao Minghui said, showing cold hatred.

"So you hate the emperor." "But later on, you even began to think, if you had not served under Prince Zhang, would you not have to reach such a situation?" A more cold voice suddenly rang outside the door.

Yao Minghui was startled and turned his head to look with a calm face.

Of course he knew... it was King Xuan's voice. He would never forget it when King Xuan came to catch a turtle in a jar!

King Xuan crossed the threshold and slowly walked into the hall.

For a moment, everyone looked at him.

King Xuan took off his cold armor and put on a green robe. He tied up his ink hair and only inserted an iron hairpin into a diagonal position.

There are no extra pendants on her body.

With such a light robe and a slow belt, the momentum seemed much more restrained, leaving only the royal nobleness.

Qinggui's army looked at him and was in a daze.

But soon he calmed down again.

Dou Ruyun looked at him, was stunned for a moment, and then murmured: "Why didn't the princess come?"

"She is tired." King Xuan said lightly.

Then he walked to the main seat and sat down.

Yao Minghui's face looked a little ugly: "Does King Xuan actually know about Prince Zhang? The emperor is willing to tell you this?"

King Xuan said in a faint tone: "I have known about Prince Zhang ten years ago."

Yao Minghui looked at him strangely: "How old were you at that time? The emperor told you this... to ask you to secretly search for us people?... No, the emperor could not give you such a thing. He has his own

How can a trustworthy person be handed over to a boy who is still stinky?”

King Xuan did not answer his words, but said slowly: "I could already kill people at that time. King Wei sat in the palace and was taught by the great scholars. I led an army of 180,000 and entered Yumen Pass."

So what if Yao Minghui wants to say?

"That time, because the court was unable to support food and grass, the army temporarily trapped in the Western Regions. I was seriously injured and someone told me that I cannot die. I am carrying a deep hatred for blood." King Xuan paused, his face was indifferent, "I can't help but say that I can't help it."

I'm curious, what kind of blood hatred should it be?"

The Qinggui army stood up at once.

"The man said, he couldn't tell me. Because I couldn't find out, I knew about Prince Zhang. I'll have to wait until I grow up." When talking about his own affairs, King Xuan's tone was still not emotional.

He even played with the cups on the table next to him.

"So I ignored me and waited until... when Beidi and Xirong were afraid when they saw me, they regarded me as the God of War in the court."

Yao Minghui pursed his lips tightly when he heard this.

he……

he……
Chapter completed!