"You mean Ye Qingge is a great master? Emperor Beiyue is jealous of her?" Bei Tomb King asked.
He was a general and a military attache, he was chivalrous and courageous, and he didn't know the emperor's thoughts.
"If that's not the case, why would Emperor Beiyue say that he would give you an explanation?" Zhan Qiu said: "Your Majesty, ask yourself, Beiyue won't give you any explanation, and the princess is dead if she dies. Emperor Xixun can really promise you and Beiyue
Start a war? Even the people in this world will not support Xi Xun. Envoys from hundreds of countries are here, and they all have eyes. When the princess fought against Ye Qingge, she did not show any mercy, and her murderous intention was not concealed.
, is it true that only the princess is allowed to set fires, but not Ye Qingge to light lanterns?"
The Northern Tomb King was silent for a long time, then suddenly raised his eyes, "Are you trying to teach me a lesson?"
How dare a prince from a small country affiliated to the Southern Emperor dare to point fingers at him?
"Your Majesty knows that's not what I meant."
Zhan Qiu was not timid and talked and laughed freely, "I just want to tell the prince, don't be anxious. Since Emperor Beiyue said he would give you an explanation, he will give you an explanation."
"What if he doesn't?"
The King of the Northern Tomb sneered, "Even if Ye Qing's singing skills are so impressive, what kind of trouble can she stir up as a female figure?"
"A female-born person?"
Zhan Qiu chuckled lightly and said: "Although she is a female generation, she is the savior of the seven emperor uncles in Xixun. She met Dongling Prince Dongling Hu. Although the master of Fusheng escaped from marriage, he secretly believed in the four great princes for her.
The empire postponed the war of the four dynasties, and when she was experiencing the Western Sea Region as an unknown person, the Lieyun Mercenary Group was willing to sacrifice all their lives for her. At the critical moment of her life, the Mercenary Association released Ten Thousand Sword Flowers, and Lan Shengyan released the red spirit treasured by the Weapon Refining Guild.
The fire was given to Xia Ziyan, the lord of Wilderness City, just to owe her a favor. Let alone her status as a guest of the Colosseum, how many men in the world can do this alone? "
"If I remember correctly, that day at the embassy, you mocked her as a waste in front of envoys from hundreds of countries. Why are you praising her now?" King Bei Tomb said sarcastically.
Zhan Qiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am mocking her because I am the crown prince of Nanyi Kingdom. Nanyi Kingdom is a small affiliated country of Xixun. How can I make the people of Beiyue Kingdom prosperous? But what I just said
It is also true that Ye Qingge is a loser. Even if I am in Nanyi, I have heard of the name of Beiyue Kingdom's good-for-nothing third lady. Not only that, her ugly appearance has resounded throughout the world.
Star, at that time, some painters even painted her ugly face and sold it on the street, saying that it could be used to ward off evil spirits in the home, but who would have thought that the waste that was broken in the Dantian would now show its prominence in the Four Dynasties Dazai? "
"What is your intention in talking to me so much?" King Bei Tomb narrowed his eyes. Although he is not good at playing tricks, he will not be played by others.
"Does the prince want Ye Qingge's life?"
When Zhan Qiu heard this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he asked the most important question.
"Of course I want to."
The North Tomb King exudes a violent aura, and his rolling murderous intent seems to be solidifying.
"I heard that the prince has a reggae music book..."
"what do you want to do?"
The murderous aura in the King of the North Tomb became a little stronger. He looked at Zhan Qiu with a sharp vigilance, and his whole body became a taut string of vigilance, as if it would break at any moment.
"My lord, please don't be nervous."
Zhan Qiu's eyes flashed with wandering light, "With my strength, it will not be difficult to get first place in the Battle of Hundred Kingdoms. By then, I will be able to fight against the people of the four empires. I am armed with thunder and lightning, but unfortunately with my current strength
I can’t activate thunder and lightning with my strength, but if I have the thunder and lightning in hand, I won’t take it seriously, let alone Ye Qingge, even Mu Qi and Aventurine Cod.”
"With a body of thunder and lightning? A body of thunder and lightning?"
The Northern Tomb King was extremely shocked. There were very few people in this world with lightning bodies.
Zhan Qiu nodded, "I'm just the prince of a small country, so I don't dare to publicize this matter. I told the prince about it, and I also handed over my life and worth to the prince. As for the Po Lei Gui spectrum, I also
It’s not that I want it from the prince, I just borrowed it to read it and see if I can inspire the thunder and lightning in my body. If I can, I will definitely avenge the princess and send that night of singing to the west."
From the beginning, he had a purpose.
Breaking the reggae spectrum is his so-called goal.
At first, I just deliberately called Qing Ge useless in the embassy and approached Xin Wanjun, but I didn't expect that Xin Wanjun would die among the Qing Ge singers.
People with thunder and lightning will definitely become great weapons in the future. The overt and covert struggles in small countries are much more intense than those of the four great empires. If other countries learn that there is a person with thunder and lightning in Nanyi Kingdom, they will definitely send assassins secretly. Zhan Qiu thought
It is difficult to survive.
Therefore, not many people know about it.
The King of the Northern Tomb carefully thought about Zhan Qiu's words and seemed to be moved.
"Just browsing?" The Northern Tomb King raised his eyes and asked.
Zhan Qiu nodded, "Just reading."
"Are you sure you can kill Ye Qingge by stimulating thunder and lightning?" The Northern Tomb King narrowed his eyes.
Zhan Qiu replied: "Yes."
Later, when Zhan Qiu was about to leave, the King of the Northern Tomb suddenly said: "Since you want to use Ye Qingge as a bargaining chip to exchange for the broken reggae score, why do you tell me that Ye Qingge's achievements are so great that the Emperor Beiyue
You have murderous intentions towards her, do you know that if I believe this, I can wait for Emperor Beiyue to attack Ye Qingge, so why would I give you the reggae score?"
"No matter how you say it, Ye Qingge is the princess of Anguo in Beiyue. The prince loves his daughter as much as she lives. He will not be reconciled until he sees Ye Qingge die with his own eyes." Zhan Qiu turned around and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, what I said is right.
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"It seems that I have underestimated you. No, I have underestimated your Nanyi Kingdom." King Bei Tomb said.
Zhan Qiu laughed, with soft eyebrows, "Nanyi Kingdom? It's just a small country, how can it compare with Nanhuang, one of the four great empires."
The Northern Tomb King put his hands behind his back and carefully looked at the man in front of him.
The Broken Reggae Book is his life and fortune. If the death of his beloved daughter had not made him heartbroken, he would never have released the Broken Reggae Book.
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Royal Palace.
In the deep room, the candlelight is deep, the early spring wind blows through the window lattice of the silent palace, the curtains dance lightly, and the incense in the room slowly fills and spreads.
The smell irritates people's mouth and nose.
In front of the gilt table, a man sat on a chair engraved with a golden dragon. His pair of dark eyes reflected the dim candlelight. On the table was a memorial spread out. He held a langhao pen in his hand and dipped it in the ink.
Then he wrote the three words "Ye Qingge" on the memorial. The writing was spirited, powerful and scrawled.
After that, the man rewrote the word "Ye Qingge" with a huge word "death", like a claw of the devil.
Throwing the Langhao pen on the table and burning the memorial in the candlelight next to it, the man's lips twisted into a sinister smile. In the candlelight, he gradually raised his head.