"The Kingdom of Yan already dominates the world. You don't need to open up, you just need to be a conservative king." Yan Xi, the military ministers and generals, has already taken care of them. It can be guaranteed that there won't be any big mistakes in ten years.
As for after this period, Yan Ying has reached the age of fifteen. If he still can't support him by then, it means that he is not suitable to be the emperor of Yan at all.
When the time comes, someone will pick him up and reunite him with his family. Each visit is just a life experience. Yan Xi has never really ignored this lost child.
Time is running out. The next plan is launched. Tao Xiaowei must stay in the safest place at this time so that he can devote himself to the final battle. Perhaps another reason is that he does not want her to witness the confrontation with her own eyes.
The tragedy was tragic, both parties were her relatives, and whoever was hurt would be a pain that would last a lifetime for her.
"Go quickly, I will go find you when the moon is full next year." He pressed his breath on her red lips that had lost their color. He wanted to give it a try, but he was still suppressed by this necessary separation.
Constantly longing for, deepening, testing, entangled, panting each other, wishing to merge into one, never to be separated again.[
Her vision gradually became blurred, and her consciousness was swirling above her head, threatening to leave her body at any time.
I only heard Yan Xi's cold voice saying in my ear, "Weiwei, no matter what kind of legends you hear, they are all false. Wait for your husband to come back to you, okay?"
Without waiting for her to answer, Yan Xi quickly touched her sleeping point and held her shaky body in his arms. Her usual coldness suddenly turned into murderous intent, "Jiuding!"
The secret door opened silently, revealing the solemn face of the guard, lowered, listening to Yan Xi's will in the most humble manner. "Master?"
"I leave Weiwei in your hands, and you will protect her, right?"
This time, instead of giving orders in his usual tone, Yan Xi seemed to be talking to an old friend, asking him to take care of the most precious woman in his life.
The anticipation rolling in the corner of his eyes coexists with the cold and unnoticeable murderous intention. Jiuding deeply understands how difficult it is for Yan Xi to make such a decision. If it weren't for the trust that has accompanied her day and night for more than ten years, he would rather risk taking her with him.
I won't be willing to leave it to anyone around me.