After Yelu Xinghui and others entered the palace, they saw the magnificent empress of the palace, Yelu Xinghui and Kong Meng and others couldn't help but feel excited. This is the palace, this is the enjoyment. It's worthy of being already

Tan Zhuguo, which has been founded for hundreds of years.

However, in such a beautiful place, only the good men from the Turkic dynasty can be worthy of it. Only the nobleness of the Turkic dynasty can be highlighted. I decided that after I go back, I must send troops to take down Tan Zhu Kingdom! This palace

, Only I can live in!

In Yelu Xinghui's heart, he couldn't help but shouted in anger.

Although Yelu Mengjie also yearned for this magnificent palace, at that moment, Yelu Mengjie still felt that his brother seemed to have changed in his heart and became no longer calm!

However, how Yelu Xinghui changed, in Yelu Mengjie's heart, he was still the elder brother who was like a god. Then, Yelu Mengjie didn't care, and immediately forgot Yelu Xinghui's change.

When Yuwen Hao saw Yelu Xinghui, he also thought of the terrifying eyes described by Bai Yan and Dongfang Zimo. Then Yuwen Hao looked at Yelu Xinghui's eyes. He just said to Yelu

After Xinghui looked at each other for a moment, Yuwen Hao felt that his whole body could not help but freeze.

Then, his face stiffly raised the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, is this the prince of the Turkic dynasty? Well, very good, very good, get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" After returning the greeting, Yelu Xinghui stood up immediately. He looked up at Yuwen Hao and sneered in his heart: "Haha, God helps me too. Such an emperor and such a minister. It seems that

Gone are the rumor that can suppress my Turkic dynasty Tan Zhu Kingdom! If so, this beautiful place will belong to me in the future!”

Thinking in his heart, Yelu Xinghui immediately began to look at the imperial study room in advance.

After Yelu Xinghui stood up, Zhuo Chujun also observed. Seeing the blue eyes, Zhuo Chujun couldn't help but feel a burst of fear. Then, a trace of fear arose in his heart.

, without showing it, he was suppressed by Zhuo Chujun.

However, when he saw Yelu Xinghui, as if he was looking at his new home, and looking at the imperial study room, Zhuo Chujun's heart couldn't help but feel uneasy. "It's over, it seems that Zhirou doesn't need it.

After planning, the greedy Yelu Xinghui has made up his mind to fight!”

Thinking of this in my heart, Zhuo Chujun still stood up with a smile: "Your Majesty, hasn't the emperor already arranged the program and set up a banquet to wash away Prince Yelu Xinghui? In this case, the emperor,

Why don’t we go to the banquet early?”

"Oh, yes, yes, yes! Haha, since the banquet is ready, if everything is done, let's just say it at the banquet! Turkic prince, please!" After being reminded by Zhuo Chujun, Yuwen Hao was immediately ready.

When he discovered that he had lost his composure, he immediately stood up with a smile and said to Yelu Xinghui.

But Yuwen Hao didn't know that in Yelu Mengjie's heart, he had already been cut to the coward. Even if Yuwen Hao laughed behind him and was shocked, he could not change it. What he thought in Yelu Mengjie's heart was like.
Chapter completed!