Zixi held his cheek, his tone was still leisurely: "I am determined to recover the territory of Lingguo. I am surrounded by the emperor's zither and singing. I really have no intention of putting my energy between the beds. Prince Wu went back to tell your emperor that I appreciate his kindness. It would be better for the second prince to go back and continue to be a prince."

After saying that, he turned his head and found a trace of a minister among the ministers: "The Ministry of Rites arranges that I will hold a banquet in Qingliang Hall at noon to welcome Prince Wu and the second prince, and order the imperial kitchen to prepare well."

The Minister of Rites came out and bowed to answer: "I obey the order."

"Her Majesty the Queen." Prince Wu raised his eyes and his expression was cold, "Does Your Majesty look down on me, the Second Prince of Daxia?"

The general was not angry and powerful. At this moment, when he was sunk, a cold air flow like an ice knife surging lightly in the hall.

The ministers were shocked and suddenly became silent.

Nan Mohao raised his eyes slightly and looked at Prince Wu without saying a word. He looked expressionless, but the sharp and harsh pressure leaked from his eyes rushed towards him like a sea of ​​rushing towards him.

Prince Wu noticed his gaze, his eyes turned slightly, and he also looked at him silently, looking cold and fearless.

The air seemed to quiet down in an instant, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.

The ministers in the palace were shocked and felt their scalp numb. Even if they did not get close to them, they could clearly feel the cold air and the pressure released from their bodies, which was almost suffocating.

However, in a moment, I felt my muscles and bones cold, my heart tightened, and my scalp was about to explode.

At first Dugu Zhan could still support him, but Nan Mohao's aura became more and more fierce and cold, covering his head like a mountain pressing down, making his nerves clamored for anxiety.

The air in the hall became colder, like a cold current passing through the border, making people want to shivere.

Zixi held her chin and leaned leisurely against the dragon throne, watching casually without saying anything.

Prince Wu of the Great Xia?

Do you really think that if you go to the battlefield for a few days, you can be arrogant if you take the troops for a few days?

Because I have a strong martial arts skills and outstanding momentum?

I thought that the Queen of Lingguo was in power and was weak and could be bullied, so I could let him clamor and force him?

It's whimsical.

Chu Chen sat on the chair without saying a word. He could not tell much emotion on his delicate and handsome face, but his dark and deep eyes were firmly locked on the second prince of Daxia.

The 16-year-old boy stood closest to the Regent and Prince Wu. Everyone else was trembling in the cold wind, but he was calm and peaceful, as if he had not noticed any danger, and was not affected by the momentum of the confrontation between the two generals...

It's interesting.

A real person does have some ability if he doesn't show his appearance.

At least it is deeper than the exposed Prince Wu.

Prince Wu quickly defeated the battle and looked away in a mess. His face was clearly gray and white, and even a thin layer of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

"I am worthy of being a regent." Prince Wu spoke slowly, his voice unconsciously giving him a bit of sinisterness. "I sigh that General Nan's skills are not as good as me."

I just don’t know if I have such skills when I go to the battlefield and dispatching generals?

He was really looking forward to it.

"Retreat." Zixi stood up, his eyes flashed over Prince Wu and Dugu Xi, and his tone was faint, "I held a banquet in Qingliang Hall at noon, so I would like to ask Prince Wu and the second prince to take a break first."

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I am a little tired after asking for votes every day and adding updates every day. I am asking for it. I always have those loyal fans who vote for it. Maybe this book is not worth voting for everyone, and some people are unwilling to spend money on this book, but I don’t object to reading the pirated version, but please read it silently and don’t try to influence the direction of my plot.

I feel very uncomfortable.

This story is a romantic article about Jiangshan’s charity. Although it is interspersed with the CP of Qin Shang and the Pavilion Master based on interest, it does not mean that I want to write this book into Danmei.

The story of the Pavilion Master and Qin Shang will be written again, but theirs is just a sub-line, just like Chu Ning CP. It is impossible to always write them all the time, and the story needs to progress normally.
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