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There was a crisp sound, but Ni Sheng covered her cheeks and raised an extremely ironic sneer. This is the so-called struggle for imperial power? Then who is she? They all focused on themselves because Uncle Jiu treated her
Okay? Are they so convinced that Uncle Jiu will abandon everything for themselves?
Dong Qianmo realized that she had lost her composure. Over the years, whips had been indispensable to her, but slaps were rare.
His face stiffened slightly, he sighed and sat down: "Sheng'er, I'm not forcing you because of my father, but the current situation does not allow us to hesitate any longer. This morning, the emperor was pressed hard by the Shangguan family, and someone has already been tried in court.
The emperor aborted the child in Yun Ronghua's belly, and if I hadn't tried my best to keep it alive, the Dong family would have been gone forever."
She was still stunned. Is that brat from Dongfeng City really tired? What he said that day is still in her ears. He said he liked her, and he said he would protect her, but he must establish himself as strong in the palace.
How difficult it is to have a sphere of influence. There is a leftist prime minister in front of him, Yu Zimu behind him, and there is a female devil sitting in the palace.
Dongfeng City... But she really can't put Uncle Jiu in danger for the sake of Dongfeng City!
The dim sunset slanted on the golden and black wooden door plaque. Uncle Jiu Wang's mansion was not luxurious, with a simple and plain structure. I remembered that when I was a child, I always ran to Uncle Jiu's mansion and stuck behind him all day long asking him for this or that.
, Uncle Jiu actually tolerated himself again and again, always smiling so warmly at himself.
"Sheng'er, the person Ninth Brother cares about the most is you. As long as you try to convince him, he will give up the entire world to you, not to mention a hundred thousand soldiers and horses."
She laughed. The words of the three madmen were getting more and more ridiculous. Uncle Jiu hurt him, but he didn't hurt her to this extent. There were a hundred thousand soldiers and horses! This was no joke. That lonely back figure flashed in her mind,
She felt nervous again, should she try it?
The closed door suddenly opened with a creak, and a small head popped out from inside. He looked like a boy about the same age as Ni Sheng. He blinked his clear eyes and was slightly startled when his eyes came into contact with Ni Sheng who was standing at the door.
After a while, he walked out and said, "Are you the princess of the Three Princes' Mansion?"
Grinning, "Uncle Jiu asked you to come out to pick me up?" As he spoke, he walked up the steps, and the young man behind him followed him. Seeing that she was a woman with little cultivation, she immediately felt conflicted in her heart and said softly.
Said: "Jiu Ye's martial arts skills are so profound that even a fly in the house can know it."
She couldn't laugh or cry. When did these people under Uncle Jiu engage in worship?
After walking for a while, I arrived at the courtyard of the mansion. The front yard was planted with rare varieties of flowers and plants. Dong Yanqi stayed in the border area for a long time and brought back some flower seeds that he had never seen before. The whole courtyard was filled with fragrance. Now,
It's only October, but you'll be able to see fireworks flying in April or May next year.
Standing on tiptoes, you can see Uncle Jiu reading books under the pavilion. The young man sent him here and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ni Sheng was inexplicably shocked: he was just a little boy servant, and he was also his own age.
He is a similar young man, but his martial arts skills are on par with his own. Liu Chou once said that he is a rare genius and a genius. It is not surprising that he has the current level of martial arts. However, the people around Uncle Jiu always feel that he is too unfathomable.
Under the setting sun, his side face was as white as gelatin, and the contours and curves seemed to be drawn by an artist line by line. It was so exquisite that it took people's breath away. His slender fingers turned over the book, calmly and leisurely. When he heard the footsteps outside the pavilion, the corner of his mouth
The smile couldn't help but slip out, and that pure white charm made Ni Sheng pause in her steps.
Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu, he is such a perfect person, so clean that otherwise Xianchen, he should live like this, leisurely and carefree, sitting in the garden admiring flowers and watching the clouds roll in and out, why are all the chaos in the palace so important?
What about tying up such a person?
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Come here quickly." He raised his head and smiled at the girl below, with too much doting in his eyes.
Ni Sheng came to her senses and ran over with a smile and threw herself into his arms. She rubbed her little head against his body like a small animal, acting coquettishly as always: "Uncle Jiu, Sheng'er misses you."
He rubbed her soft hair, and his deep laughter echoed in her ears: "You are such a sweet-tongued girl, you are almost getting haircut, and you still don't change your frizzy temper."
She jumped up suddenly, her fingers trembling with anger, "Uncle Jiu, why do you say the same thing to the three lunatics? You always get your haircut after you get your haircut, what happened to you after you get your haircut? I am still me, if I get my haircut after I get it, I will become more stable
Quiet, then I am no longer Dong Nisheng!"
"What you said makes sense." He pinched her round nose, and the touch of his hand was smooth and delicate. This little girl really seemed to be in high spirits.
He curled his lips and ignored it. Thinking of the purpose of coming here, he couldn't help feeling a little panicked and guilty. He touched his nose and looked at the book in his hand, "What are you reading?"
"Military History." He handed the book to her and let her take a look at it generously, not caring about the hard-earned nature of the book.
She flipped through it randomly and threw it to him, "I don't understand. I'm really not interested in these. The three lunatics said that I'm just a piece of embroidery pillow. I don't know anything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, let alone military art."
She rolled her eyes and recalled her gift of hairpin-cutting, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on her face: "Uncle Jiu, can you come on the day of Sheng'er's hairpin-cutting ceremony?"
He smiled gently, and the Qinghua aura between his brows made people unable to take their eyes away, "Of course. What's more important than Sheng'er's hairpin-handling gift!"
Her heart suddenly felt like it was being twisted with scissors. Uncle Jiu always regarded her as so important, but she was still considering whether to ask him to hand over a hundred thousand troops? She really wanted to punch herself! Rather than give in,
Why not let Uncle Jiu hand over 100,000 soldiers and horses to assist Dongfeng City?
"It would be best if Uncle Jiu comes. Then Sheng'er won't have to worry about not being able to pass the hairpin ceremony. Those arrogant old men are bothering me." She stuck out her tongue, with a look of pain on her face, which was really cute.
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The black jade-like eyes looked at her intently, and the eyes were as deep as the sea, seeming to suck people in. Ni Sheng stared blankly at those eyes, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
He raised his hand and touched her cheek gently, his crimson lips raised, "Whatever Sheng'er wants, as long as Uncle Jiu has it, he will give it to Sheng'er."