The heavy silver-black city gates of the imperial capital slowly opened to both sides.
With the dragon talisman in front, the guards on the city dare not act recklessly!
Chu Yue held the reins in her hand and rode into the city with the Divine Sword of Protecting the Country on her back. Her pair of deep eyes stared intently at the imperial capital city illuminated by thousands of lights.
A cool breeze blew across Chu Yue's face, and Chu Yue was filled with a chilling air. A terrible storm was brewing in her eyes that seemed as calm as the sea.
The disaster in the southern suburbs resulted in numerous casualties.
The Military Aircraft Department refused to provide support and even cut off contact with the disaster area.
This account——
It’s time to figure it out carefully!!
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The night is still young, the moon is like a hook.
In the Hong family of the imperial capital, people were singing and dancing, and the lights were brightly lit.
Warriors a few streets away could hear the sound of silk and bamboo wind music coming from Hong Mansion.
The huge mansion was filled with dignitaries and powerful warriors coming and going.
The feast was held in the East Pavilion of Hong Mansion, and the table was filled with delicacies.
The night pearl illuminates the entire Dongge courtyard.
It also illuminates every powerful person with a red face.
There was a lot of light and shadow as they drank wine.
Nangong Xiong raised his glass to several tables, came to a remote place and sat down, shaking half a glass of wine.
With a half-smile but not a smile, he asked the head of the Han family: "Have the invitations from the Hong family been given to the Mu Mansion? Why don't you see anyone from the Mu Mansion?"
"The first batch of invitations from the Hong Mansion were sent to the Mu Mansion."
The head of the Han family said: "My people went to see it in person. It was Brother Wanjun who went to invite the old uncle in person. According to your instructions, he specifically mentioned the matter of General Wuling. It is better to dissolve enemies than to end them. Mr. Mu is a smart man.
, What's more, he cares so much about this granddaughter, and the ancestors of the Hong family are beneficial to Jiangshan Sheji. Mr. Mu will come, but in the past two days, Mu Fengming and Ji Yao are preparing to return to the Imperial Army Division."
"It's great if you can come."
Nangong Xiong raised his head and looked at the sky: "I have just sent people to the southern suburbs with Qian Ji Ge. I thought that at tonight's banquet, there will be news of heavy casualties in the southern suburbs. The backbone of the Mu Mansion is about to be broken. Brother Han, the one you have dreamed of is
The day has finally arrived."
"I thought I would be happy."
The head of the Han family smiled and shook his head: "There is no news about Ye Chuyue so far. I didn't expect that she would not leave that dangerous place and would rather die there."
Once upon a time, when he was a teenager, he had lofty ambitions and high aspirations.
I also want to fight on the battlefield like my father and save the country and the people.
But when his father was killed by his brother-in-law, Mushanhe, his only thought for the rest of his life was to avenge his father!
"but."
The head of the Han family said sadly: "If he can anger Mu Shanhe to death, it will be regarded as his blood debt."
Nangong Xiong drank the wine in one gulp and smiled.
But at this moment, all the distinguished guests at the feast put down their cups.
But outside the long corridor of the East Pavilion, a group of people from the Mu Mansion, led by old uncle Mu Shanhe, appeared at the feast.
Countless eyes are focused here.
Mu Linfeng rolled his eyes and waved the folding fan in his hand impatiently: "I didn't tell you that before the demonic flames in the southern suburbs were dealt with, the Hong family couldn't wait to hold a banquet to show off that their daughter had inherited a tortoise without a tortoise shell.
I don’t know what’s going on in my head.”
The old uncle looked at Mu Linfeng indifferently.
Mu Linfeng felt the pressure from Lao Tzu, so he immediately closed his mouth and remained silent.
Master Huai Qing said: "There is no need for flattery, but there is no need for tit-for-tat. If people like Hong Wanjun can not embarrass Xiao Chu, what if we see each other with a smile?"
She has always scorned the behavior of the four major families and did not want to communicate too much.
However, at a young age, Xiao Chu was already in charge of all military aircraft and became General Wuling of Beizhou.
Even if the Mu Mansion and the four major families will eventually break up in the future, as long as the four major families are willing to make peace now, they will ignore their past grudges.
"Rare visitor, rare visitor."
Nangong Xiong laughed loudly, walked over enthusiastically, and stretched out his hand to hug the old uncle.
The old uncle distanced himself distantly.
Nangong Xiong was not annoyed at all, he spread his hands and said with a smile: "Old uncle, hurry up and take a seat. Please take a seat. This table is reserved for the heroes of Mu Mansion."
Later, Hong Wanjun, the head of the Han family and Sikong Linghua all appeared in front of the old uncle.
The four of them greeted each other with smiles, as if they were trying to make peace.
When the old uncle saw that the head of the Han family, who had a deep grudge against him, no longer gritted his teeth as before, he actually believed in the conscience of these people and was willing to treat his granddaughter kindly, so his expression softened slightly and was no longer so cold.
The glass table at the center of the feast was empty, but there were all kinds of delicacies, fish and meat.
"Mr. Mu."
Nangong Xiong said: "Brother Han refuses to sit down at the table. He insists on dragging us to sit at the same table with the old man. He also said that he wants to have a drink with you. This face must be rewarded by the old man."
The old uncle looked at the head of the Han family with very complicated eyes.
The failure to rescue his father back then was a knot in the heart of the old uncle.
Now that the Mu family is happy and their descendants are blessed, he has no choice but to fight against the Han family.
only......
After the old man sat down, he glanced at the delicacies on the table and said slowly: "The people in the southern suburbs are in dire straits. I can't drink fine wine and can't eat these delicacies. Please ask Master Hong to remove these."
"Come here, take away the dishes——"
Hong Wanjun waved his sleeves and immediately praised: "As expected of Mr. Mu, he always takes the world as his own responsibility and worries about the world first. Hong admires him."
The delicious dishes on this table in Mu Mansion have all been replaced by light vegetarian dishes.
The old man said fairly: "Master Han, I would like to offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."
He is one generation above the head of the Han family. In the early years, when the head of the Han family saw him, he would call him uncle.
In front of everyone, the old uncle put down his identity and respected him as the head of the Han family, which was a great honor.
"It's Han who should respect the old man."
The head of the Han family finished speaking with a smile, but there was a gloom deep in his eyes.