Hsu Fengnian expressionlessly pointed at Yelu Canglang's corpse lying in a pool of blood, "To put it bluntly, he can appear here, can speak and do things for Yelu Dongchuang, then no matter whether Yelu Dongchuang really wanted to kill This King or not, it means that This King and your Crown Prince, who can't do anything right, are not reliable at all. If you put yourself in his shoes, how would you feel? "
She bites her lips so hard that she doesn't even notice the scarlet blood oozing out.
Beimang Princess, who is not stupid, has no answer to the young King's question.
No one here is a fool. She doesn't want to and disdains to say those words that go against her heart.
Even if Yelu Dongchuang did have the sinister idea of killing two birds with one stone from the beginning, but compared to Beimang's fatuous Crown Prince, whose confidant was successfully instigated by his mortal enemy, the former is still a more suitable business partner.
After all, this business is not as simple as tens of millions of gold and silver, not hundreds of official's hats, and not even the military power of two or three hundred thousand people.
It is related to Beiliang, Beimang, and Liyang, these two countries.
In a real sense, the whole world.
If you are not the kind of ambitious and ruthless person who lacks temperament, real power, skill, and even destiny, you can only be a joke.
Throughout history, only the ambitious wolves are qualified to fight for the world!
In fact, she is sitting here now, is already a big joke.
Yelu Canglang's knife, and the tea maid's assassination.
Isn't it Yelu Dongchuang, the ambitious young man, showing his monstrous power in the grassland to the whole Beiliang and Hsu Fengnian?
As for her, a chess piece played by the big people, how can she be on equal footing with the young man surnamed Xu in front of her?
She pulls the corner of her mouth, smiling bitterly.
These years, she has always believed that the Beiliang cavalry that made the whole Beimang suffer was given to this young man by Chen Zhibao with both hands. It was the white-clothed War Saint's charity.
Now looking at this young man, who has been talking and laughing from the beginning to the end, this hidden thought in her heart is not as firm as before.
At this moment, a poor guy, who is in a more awkward situation than Beimang Princess in the pavilion, moved.
Song Yu suddenly appeared next to the only Timid Xue Guard who was still standing. The latter raised his hands high and tried to move away from the sword at his waist as far as possible to show that he was an honest man.
When he met the eyes of the King of Beiliang, the young guard swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "His Highness asked me to send a message to Your Highness."
Nodded his head a little bit.
Then the cowardly Xue Wei said something inexplicable. Mr. White Lotus, who was in the pavilion, tilted his head and smiled at the young lord. As for the other people's, they are.
That sentence is is is of of the Of Beims of Beiman.
"His Highness wants to ask Your Highness, in Your Highness's Wutongin, are there more parasol trees or more purple bamboos?"
Even though many people in Northern Mang, whether it was the Northern Court or the Southern Court, were curious about Xu Fengnian, the new Prince of Liang, the Crown Prince, who was at least the second most important person in Northern Mang, being so interested in a small Wutong Courtyard was still very … boring.
Princess Beimang Princess didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she also felt disheartened.
The reason why she became the leader of this trip to the south, in addition to her familiarity with Beiliang, is that her family has high hopes for the Crown Prince, or it is because she sees him as a rare commodity.
After plucking up the courage to say this, the young cowardly Xue Wei felt as if he had been fighting for a day and a night. His legs felt weak, and his entire body felt weak.
Hsu Fengnian is stunned, and then said with a smile, "Tell your Crown Prince that if there is a chance, This King invites him to come to Wutongin to count."
He feels that if he can return to Beimang alive, he must tell all his acquaintances.
The young King of the Xu family, like his father Butcher, is too powerful.
He is worthy of being a Wu Dao master who is as famous as Tuoba, the grassland's God of War. He is worthy of being the King of Beiliang who killed General Yang Yuanzan.
The grassland men have never been merciful to weak enemies, but they are never stingy with their respect for the strong.
His family elders once told him that the biggest difference between the grassland and the Central Plains of Liyang is that the scholars there, as long as they are rivals in their hearts, they will never respect them, but it doesn't stop them from wagging their tails and begging for mercy when they are living under someone else's roof. But we grassland men are different. No matter how many generations of our ancestors were displaced, no matter how powerful the enemy was behind us, we will travel thousands of miles like wolves!
This young man of Beimang who worships martial arts in his bones is in awe, but also a little excited.
In the grassland's most honorable Timid Guard, who doesn't have a relationship with the royal family? Everyone is arrogant, but who has seen this legendary figure with their own eyes like me?
If it weren't for the fear of being killed on the spot, the timid guard would have taken a few steps forward.
In the lakeside pavilion, Princess Beimang had already given up, but her eyes lit up, and she can't suppress the excitement in her voice, "Your Highness?!"
Hsu Fengnian nodded and then shook his head, "This King didn't agree to form an alliance with your Crown Prince, but I can give him another chance. The premise is that he must take out something more sincere than Yelu Dongchuang."
Her eyes were shining, and she said confidently, "No problem! As for the thing in my hand, Your Highness, please take a look at it first. I believe Your Highness won't be disappointed. "
Hsu Fengnian joked, "This King is already not 'disappointed' today. Princess, don't worry, let Steward Song take you to General Yang's mansion and find a quiet and elegant courtyard to stay for the time being. Some things can't be thoroughly explained in a few words, not to mention that This King also needs to weigh the pros and cons repeatedly. "
She put away the dagger, stood up, and put on the curtain hat again, leaving this small pavilion that may leave a strong mark in the history books in the future.
In less than an hour, she walked side by side with Song Yu, who also looks gentle and elegant.
This time, Princess Qingluan of Beimang has a completely different mentality.
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