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I also took a hot spring and had lunch. Nisheng began to pester him and talk to him about what happened in the morning. Dong Yanqi smiled mysteriously, then picked up the cup in his hand, and a knock on the door sounded.
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He looked up and down at Ni Sheng, reached out and slapped her on the butt, "Go to the inner room and put on the clothes."
She stepped on the floor barefoot, only wrapped in a wide and loose long gown, her hair drooped on her chest, and she walked into the inner room with a pouting mouth and her face reluctantly.
The door opened at the right time. Jin Yao walked in from outside and saw his master wearing a lazy white coat. His fair skin on his chest was exposed outside. He was so charming and his eyelashes were trembling with water vapor.
After seeing Jin Yao, he glanced at him faintly.
The crimson lips slowly curled up, and the slender fingers gently circled the edge of the cup, with a very lazy voice: "Escape?"
Jin Yao raised her sleeves and bowed: "Jiu Ye is like a god. Hunurlie is worthy of being a falcon on the grassland. He escaped with such a strict search in Jinhua Palace."
He laughed softly, "It's just a falcon that was only injured. No matter how hard it can fly, it can't fly in the palm of my hand."
"Does Jiuye want to use him to control the entire barbarian clan?" Jinyao asked in confusion, his purple eyelashes rose, and his black and crystal eyes were fixedly looking at the elegant man at the seat.
He put down his legs, stood up slowly on the chair rail, and the cup in his hand was placed on the table by him. "The barbarians have been eyeing Zhaohua for a long time, but Zhaohua has been in turmoil and has no time to worry about this wolf pack.
When Dong Zhai Ying was alive, the barbarians were still afraid. Now that his death is the barbarians, they are missing a powerful opponent. If they don’t want to capture them, they will be worried!”
"But Zhaohua is not suitable for fighting now. The palace is already in chaos. If the barbarians attack us now, wouldn't we be helpless?" Jin Yao was worried.
"Huer Chizhi is not so stupid, and Hunurlie will not force himself to capture Hunurlie in Zhaohua for one day." A mysterious smile slowly appeared on Qingjue's bright and handsome face.
Holding a black piece in the chess box and making a move without hesitation, the jinzi behind him understood. Hunurlie and Hurchizhi were the lions that divided the land in the barbarians, and the other party
I have a considerable understanding of the strength. Although Hunurlie was defeated in the Battle of Hongta, Hurchizhi was not so stupid that he thought Hunurlie could be killed so easily.
The situation of barbarians is very delicate, so Huerchizhi will not easily touch this piece. As long as Hunurlie dies, his battle will fight for it regardless of the safety of the country.
Zhaohua is in chaos, but can the barbarians not be in chaos? He bent his lips and a smile as elegant as tea appeared on his beautiful handsome face. A curtain bead was striking behind him. He turned around and couldn't help but be stunned.
This girl got a gorgeous dress from somewhere. The pink silk fabric looked delicate and smooth, and her shoulders were slightly exposed. Although she was only fourteen years old, she developed very well. **Ao Ting, she had no brilliance at all.
The shriveled young girl.
She ran out of the inner room and laughed loudly: "Uncle Jiu, look, I found a very beautiful dress. Is it good?"
His eyes darkened, and he glanced at the kimonotherape, who was obviously a little surprised, standing beside him.
"Then... Jin Yao took the blame first." Jin Yao was a little embarrassed, and he retreated with a half-blushed face and closed his sleeves.
"Why are you leaving?" Ni Sheng stopped, "Sister Jinyao, you're right here. Look, are you beautiful?" She was excited and turned around in the same circle, completely ignoring the elegant man who had already become angry.
Jin Yao secretly glanced at the Ninth Prince who had no expression, and felt a stern heart. He pulled his sleeve back from the little girl's hand, smiled, and flew lightly like a purple butterfly: "Jin Yao doesn't know how to appreciate it, but this clothes are still
It is necessary for the Ninth Prince to appreciate it. The hibiscus medicine has been retired."
Ni Sheng pouted and looked at the only fellow-in-law who left in shame, so he had to turn his expectant eyes back to Uncle Jiu, smiling and looking flattering: "Uncle Jiu, is it good-looking?"
His eyebrows and eyes were elegant, as if they were flowing mountains and rivers were not desecrated. His slender fingers gently slid across her cheeks, and his black eyes were as dark as ink, and he was not sure of the depth. "Uncle Jiu's Sheng'er is the most beautiful."
Her pair of smart eyes looked into his eyes in a daze, and the depths of her soul trembled. She liked Uncle Jiu to look at her like this...
As soon as the love moved, he couldn't help but lower his head and kissed him. She was really a temptation to him. Even though she knew it was a sin, she was still deeply trapped.
The ceremony of the new Emperor Zhaohua ascension ended in chaos. The people were in panic these days. The Imperial Guards patrolled for several nights and suddenly became cruel to the people in the imperial city. It was said that it was because of the common people.
The ignorance and cold blood made the new emperor injured on the day of the ceremony, and the Empress Dowager disappeared for several days.
The city was suddenly in panic. When Ni Sheng returned to the city, it was the time when the Imperial Guards were in the most severe investigation. The people who heard that the new emperor was being injured were talking about the injury, and she felt nervous again.
Dongfeng City is still injured?
Uncle Jiu returned to the palace first, but he stayed in Longyan Quanshan for a few more days. The hot springs there were so comfortable. But in just a few days, the city still had not been peaceful, and I couldn't help but worry.
Since Jin Yao got along with Ni Sheng, she gradually let go. She was basically with her side when no one was around. Seeing Ni Sheng with a sad face, she couldn't help but laugh: "Why don't the little master believe in the ability of Jiu Ye?"
She put the curtain down and sighed: "It's not that I don't believe in Uncle Jiu, but that boy in Fengcheng is a stubborn temper. I asked Uncle Jiu to help him alone. I thought about it for a few days in Longshan. If it's Fengcheng
It is helpless to not accept that Uncle Jiu is helpless. Besides, Uncle Jiu and Fengcheng are already in a relationship of opposition to the enemy. I always feel that I owe Uncle Jiu some of it if I force Uncle Jiu like this."
"Jinyao said something for Master Jiu. As long as the little master has Master Jiu in his heart, I think Master Jiu is already very happy." The woman in purple chuckled.
Her face turned red, and the deer in her heart beat uneasy: "What is Sister Jinyao saying? Sheng'er has uncle Ninth in her heart." But the words were even more burning on her face.
No matter how you hear it, something is wrong.
Jin Yao was so happy that she couldn't straighten her waist. Ni Sheng was so angry that her neck turned red. She hummed in anger and turned her head away and looked out the window.