The accounts with outsiders have almost been settled, and it’s time to settle the accounts between them!
But before settling accounts, let's talk about business first. She is not the kind of person to be emotional when it's not time to be emotional.
She was about to sit down on the chair next to Changsun Wuji, but the man next to her waved to her.
Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows, very unhappy, "What are you doing?"
Changsun Wuji did not answer, but directly pulled the person over and sat him on his lap.
"Isn't it more comfortable to hold me than to sit on that hard chair?"
Hug...you big-headed devil!
Baili Feiyue was stunned for a moment and was about to curse when Changsun Wuji chuckled, "It's very comfortable to hold Jing'er."
Baili Feiyue's old face couldn't help but blush, "Don't think that I will forgive you just like this, I'm still angry!"
But facts have proven that the current Holy Lord of the Holy Cult of the Western Regions is not a pretentious and tangled woman.
Still very coaxable.
Although he kept clamoring in his heart to settle accounts with his eldest grandson Wuji, he kept saying that he was still angry.
In terms of actions, he still follows Changsun Wuji's tricks.
I have to admit, it feels very comfortable to be held by this man.
Originally, she was so big that it would be a bit awkward to be hugged all the time. But she was definitely not short among women, and in front of her eldest grandson, Wuji, she looked like a little bird.
Misconception.
It could also be that the eldest grandson Wuji is shameless and likes to hug her regardless of the occasion. Anyway, she is used to it and enjoys it very much.
Not only did she feel really comfortable and enjoyable physically, but she also felt fearless mentally, as if the embrace behind her was her safest and most relaxing haven.
No one else could give her this feeling.
Of course, Baili Feiyue had never been a person who liked to abuse herself. She was like a lazy cat being hugged, and she adjusted her position to a more comfortable position.
He hummed a few more times to express his anger, and then said, "Yin Xuanmo put forward the condition that Southern Xinjiang also trade with Dajing Fengluan and sign a century-old friendship alliance. What do you think?"
She moved again and turned sideways, "Why do I distrust him so much? If he doesn't agree, we can't just grab the daffodil, right?"
The way she looked at him and thought seriously was so cute.
She obviously has a charming and charming face, but her eyes are extremely clean and clear.
He narrowed his purple eyes, chuckled and asked, "Why not?"
Baili Feiyue rolled her eyes at him, a very unpretentious roll of her eyes, which made the man chuckle again.
Baili Feiyue continued to glare at him, "The water dew fairy only blooms once every hundred years. There is only one plant in southern Xinjiang. It has always been protected by heavy troops from the southern Xinjiang royal family. There are so many people who want it. Who can get it for hundreds of years?"
?Why can this flower only grow in Southern Xinjiang and be protected by the royal family of Southern Xinjiang? I don’t even have to think about it. It’s so easy to snatch it, but it’s our turn to snatch it!”
The eldest grandson Wuji, who had taken the opportunity to scold him, just looked at Baili Feiyue with a half-smile, "You can tell her that Feng Luan needs to ask Empress Feng Luan for her response, and you can't make the decision. But Da Jing can go south with them.
To carry out trade with Xinjiang, we can sign a century-old friendship alliance."
Baili Feiyue actually had the same plan in her heart!
At this time, the voice of Sanskrit sounded outside the hall, "Honored Lord, Lord Ling Jiu wishes to see you."
Changsun Wuji raised his lips, and the smile on his lips was a bit unpredictable and strange.