"It's really cold-blooded and ruthless. This is your country after all. Nangong Mi was supported by you. You have already made such an idea and kept it alone." Jing Ao despised him fiercely. The royal family was indeed cruel.
Awesome!
"Okay, tell me what I can do. There are only two choices, one is to bow down and the other is to fight." He didn't want either.
"That's right, the former seems to be too cowardly, and the latter is undoubtedly a death sentence." Jing Ao nodded and said seriously. They are all calm people, calm.
"Hmph, you are not cowardly. In fact, the most cowardly is you. You are definitely thinking about how to avoid harm!" Nangong Chen snorted coldly. The guy was righteous on the surface, but was actually thick-skinned, cunning and insidious, seeking profit and avoiding harm.
"Ahem, this is called adaptation, reducing unnecessary losses, but in fact, there is no way. Jinli Kingdom is also a grand priest, and has also annexed many small countries and cities in the past decade. Luocheng has countless generals under him. Jinli is in trouble.
Luocheng should take action. If it doesn’t happen, even if it is not possible, even if it is an alliance with neighboring countries, it may not be defeated." Jing Ao touched his chin and said in thought.
"If Luocheng takes action, Jin Liguo will sooner or later fall into Luocheng's hands." Nangong Chen said in a deep voice.
"Ahem, I can't say that. Although my father is not as powerful as Luocheng, he is not a willing person." Jing Ao said embarrassedly.
"Your father will be so angry when he has such a son." Nangong Chen smiled, feeling a little in his heart. Jing Ao betrayed his father for his sake, and he was ashamed of this friendship.
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Palace of Falling Heart.
In the courtyard, autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom, maple leaves are like fire, and tree shadows are mottled.
The boy was dressed in red clothes like blood, like the red maple in autumn, showing off his charm and charming nature.
The girl leaned beside the maple tree, with a light green gauze dress, with light corners of her clothes, and a faint sadness between her eyebrows.
"Qiutong, do you know why my sister asked me to save Luo Wanqing?"
"I don't know." Qiu Tong said lightly, staring at the distance. It was the east, and it was so beautiful.
The fortress stands among the mountains, and the scenery changes year by year is very beautiful. But I didn’t expect that the scenery of the Qingxin Temple in the east is the most beautiful, which is the direction to welcome the sunrise.
"You still owe me a favor, so use that favor to repay it." Qingjun looked up at the sky. The sky was blue, but it couldn't illuminate his mood.
"I really don't know, even if I know, I won't tell you." Qiu Tong's eyes sank. The master did not tell Qingjun that he had his own master's truth. Even if she had selfish intentions, she was still loyal to her master.
"Haha." Qingjun chuckled twice. He underestimated Qiutong. Qiutong's biggest weakness was his 'sister'.
Whether it is Qiutong, Wuxin, or Ye Chen, they seem to be very unfriendly, but they are definitely consistent and very consensus.
"Qingjun, don't try to betray your master." Qiu Tong glanced at Qingjun and left.
No matter how beautiful the scenery in the east is, it never belongs to her. It is enough to take a look at it by chance. The heart cannot be too big.
"I don't know." Qingjun bent his lips. He was only loyal to himself, so how could he betrayed?
The flowers in the courtyard bloom quietly, very quiet.
He folded a fiery red piece, which contrasted with his red dress, so gorgeous, so enchanting, so shocking.
"Jiangxue."
"Young Master, what are your instructions?" Jiang Xue didn't walk inside outside the flower garden. This flower garden was so charming.
"Luo Wanqing, no, please check the General's Mansion." The bright red lips opened lightly, and the voice floated out faintly.
"This, should I report this matter to the Lord?" Jiang Xue's face changed slightly, and she asked hesitantly, and the young master was becoming more and more unscrupulous.
"That's your business." Qingjun's voice became cold.
He knew that he could not hide anything from her, so he didn't need to hide it at all. Anyway, she still 'pampered' him for the time being.
"Yes, young master." After speaking, Jiangxue left the Palace of Qingxin.
It returned to a quiet area. With a gentle pinch of slender fingers, the flowers turned into countless petals, and the blood-red petals were so enchanting.