Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 1762

[The first thousand seven hundred and forty-nine chapters]

Song Qingshu thought about it carefully, and finally agreed with Yelu Nanxian’s plan. He is not the kind of person who trades women for benefits, but he is also not like the Song and Song Dynasties.

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The two Songs and three hundred years have never had a relationship with the outside world, because they were weak inside, and it meant humiliation to them; in stark contrast to this was the more powerful Han and Tang Dynasties, they never feared a relationship because they were strong enough, Heqin represents the gift and glory of the suzerainty.

Song Qingshu has enough strength and confidence to protect Yelu Nanxian’s comprehensiveness. Under this premise, he can obtain the greatest benefits, so why not do it?

Early the next morning, Yelu Nanxian was dressed up beautifully. When she came out of the room, Song Qingshu couldn’t help but be dumbfounded: her face was crystal clear and pink and rosy, and her eyebrows were condensed with a unique beauty. It adds a touch of beauty to it.

“Seeing that you are so beautiful now, I suddenly regret it.” Walking to her side, Song Qingshu couldn’t help sighing.

Yelu Nanxian raised her chin, and her clean face was filled with a beautiful look: “Hmph, I’ve been working hard for a while and I’m still stubborn.” However, the slightly raised corner of her mouth showed that she was quite useful for such compliments.

In view of the fact that all the people in the mission are there at this time, it is not easy for the two to show too closeness. After a quick conversation, they each returned to their roles, the future prince concubine who entered the palace to face the saint, and the general who was married.

People from the Ritual Department of Xixia had come to greet them, and soon the people from the Liao State mission were led towards the palace. Because they wanted to enter the palace, it was impossible for all the people from the Liao State mission to go there. There were only Song Qingshu, Xiao Shuduwu, the maid of the county master, and two officials from the Dalin Dental Institute.

Seeing the palace from a distance, Song Qingshu secretly sighed that it was really different from the original architectural style, and the wall was not too high, so he doubted how many martial arts masters it could prevent.

Just as he was wandering outside, suddenly a group of people came diagonally, and the man at the head said from a distance, “Is this my future imperial sister-in-law?”

Yelu Nanxian was stunned and turned back subconsciously, only to see a handsome young man standing not far away, his face vaguely similar to Prince Ning Ge, and looking at his clothes, it should be a prince.

The official in Xixia next to him hurriedly made an introduction: “This is King Yi.”

Song Qingshu, who was on the side, was moved. Before coming to Xixia, he received information that King Yi Li Langzuo had always been a free-spirited prince, and had no political ambitions.

But this time I came to Xixia and found an interesting thing, that is, this King Yi did not imagine that there was no competition there, whether it was the assassins of the Kongtong faction before, or he returned at such a sensitive time. Lingzhou City has explained too many things.

Yelu Nanxian obviously also remembered the assassination. Although there is no clear evidence, it is most likely the person who is behind the scenes, so he naturally has no good feelings.

Therefore, he just glanced at him lightly, and then continued to walk into the palace without stopping, without giving the other side any favors.

Song Qingshu secretly gave a thumbs up, and without hesitation, he guarded her side, but when passing by the other side, his brows wrinkled imperceptibly. It seems that the time spent by this Xixia prince in asking the immortals all these years is not in vain. …

The officials in Xixia looked at each other in dismay, but it was naturally difficult for them to participate in such a fight between gods and gods, so they could only pretend that nothing happened and continue to follow.

Looking at the backs of a group of people leaving, Li Langzuo’s smile froze on his face just now, and a subordinate beside him held the injustice for him: “This woman is too arrogant, do you really think she can be a princess for how long? ?”

Li Langzuo glared at the man coldly: “There are some things that you can think about in your heart, but when you say it, you are courting death.”

The man broke down in cold sweat: “My lord forgives my sins, and I can’t speak for a while…”

“Forget it, this king is in a good mood today,” Li Langzuo waved his hand, looking at Yelu Nanxian’s moving figure,

He said rather playfully, “I didn’t expect my eldest brother to have such a blessing, and this crown princess is actually faster than my sister Wanqing.”

Speaking of the group of people who entered the palace at this time, Yelu Nanxian quietly said to Song Qingshu: “That person just looked like a narcissist, I really hate it.”

Song Qingshu nodded with a deep sympathy: “I don’t know why, I don’t like him when I see him.”

“If it hadn’t been for the big crowd today, based on what he did before, and coming here so frivolously today, I would have taught him a hard lesson.” Yelu Nanxian snorted, venting his dissatisfaction.

Song Qingshu said with a playful smile: “You have to be glad that this time is in a large audience, otherwise, if you really fight, you are probably not his opponent.”

“No way?” Yelu Nanxian was taken aback. Although she was defeated by Ouyang Feng and Tianshan Tong grandma twice, she was right at the master level, and she still had considerable confidence in her peers. .

Song Qingshu said solemnly: “He hides very deeply, but he still can’t hide it from my eyes and ears. His breathing is steady and powerful, and it contains a unique rhythm. His internal strength, but he is usually hidden by him.”

“He’s another conspirator, and he’s definitely not a good person.” Because Murong Jingyue pretended to be her father to do evil before, Yelu Nanxian had a natural disgust for such people.

At this time, the Xixia officials who were behind looked at the two people in front of them who were whispering from time to time, and couldn’t help but tugged at the sleeves of La Xiaoxuedu’s sleeves with a strange expression: “Cheng’an County seems to be very close to this general. ”

Xiao Chendu laughed a few times: “The county master encountered a very dangerous assassination before. It was General Xiao who saved her, so he came a little closer.” He is not a fool. He also noticed something, but this kind of thing can’t be put into words, it can only be rotten in the stomach – apart from the friendship of drinking all the way and the life-saving grace of the other party, for the peace of the Liao Kingdom, he dare not say it. what.

In this way, everyone had their own thoughts, and unknowingly came to the outside of the hall. For some reason, there were not too many festivals this time, and not many officials were present.

Song Qingshu followed Yelu Nanxian into the main hall, and noticed that Li Yuanhao was sitting on the dragon chair a little weakly. Judging from his appearance, it should be that he was wearing too much in Jietan Temple. Although there was nothing really happened with Qin Hongmian, he moved. Soul Dafa, self-comfort is also a loss.

“Nanxian greets the emperor.” Yelu Nanxian bowed.

Li Yuanhao sat there with some lack of interest. Originally, he was just passing through the scene. When he saw the princess who was destined to be a tragedy, he glanced casually, but suddenly his heart skipped a beat. : “Put your head up!”

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