Emperor will kill

Chapter 109 She is an enemy general, how can she not hate

At the same time, the League of Legends.

A heavy snow has just fallen, and the sky and the earth are completely white.

The yard was so quiet that there seemed to be no birdsong.

Looking around, there is only a vast expanse of whiteness, so clean that it makes people feel confused.

The main hall of the alliance.

There are two people in the hall, facing each other, and there is a table in the center, with two red porcelain wine glasses and a small red clay stove on the table.

The small stove was set on the flame, the wine in the stove was still boiling, white smoke was coming out of the cover, and there was a trace of wine fragrance in the room.

Lu Yuan held the wine glass in his hand and shook it, not in a hurry.

His fingers are very slender, with distinct joints, and the red porcelain wine glass in his hand looks like a fine carving.

He was wearing a pure white silk gown with a black ribbon around his waist. It looked like a light summer dress, but he was covered with a pure black leopard skin robe.

It is this robe that gives people the feeling that early spring is still winter in the desert.

His nondescript attire gave people the illusion that he was a bard hermit.

Especially the long black hair that hangs down to his waist without a crown, making him look like a casual guest.

The only strange thing was that he sat on the bamboo chair with a straight back, even straighter than this bamboo stick.

This is by no means a person who is naturally slack can do it.

The person sitting opposite him was sitting cross-legged on the floor, but the floor was covered with a thick layer of wool felt, so it didn't look very cold.

His clothes are quite modest in comparison.

He was wearing a jacket with orangutan skin on the inside and leopard skin on the outside, and pure cashmere smocks on his arms.

Probably Gan felt that crossing his legs was really uncomfortable. He crossed one leg while the other bent upright, with his arms resting on his knees.

When the wine in the glass became colder, Lu Yuan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then put the glass on the table in front of him.

"Feng Shibu is currently in the frontier, and he has no way to deal with the affairs of the city. As for Chen Xiangxi, the only one in the city who can manage affairs, once he chooses to stand by and watch, the city will be in my pocket."

Zhou Biyuan frowned when he heard that, as if he was a little dubious.

"Then Chen Xiangxi is just a god of war and proficient in military affairs, so how could he know anything about this court affairs? The leader is so fearful, it can be said that his reputation is too high?"

Lu Yuan chuckled lightly, not paying any attention to his doubts.

"That girl, besides the title of 'the only god of war in the world', there is another one, do you know what it is?"

Zhou Biyuan stopped shaking his wine glass and looked up at him.

"what?"

Lu Yuan said:
"Master of Danqing Palace."

Zhou Biyuan snorted, continued to shake the wine glass in his hand, and said:
"So what, if it wasn't for the cowardly character of Yelu Xuanyun who committed suicide back then, I'm afraid it's—wait, isn't it the one who made the alliance of origin?"

Lu Yuan nodded.

"It's her."

Zhou Biyuan frowned, looked up and saw that the opposite person's wine glass was empty, and immediately picked up the small stove next to him and poured wine into it.

"how is this possible"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth, looking unpredictable.

"This girl, no matter how jealous she is, it's okay. Her strength is far higher than any of us can imagine."

"If she really wants to win this world, I'm afraid there are not many who can fight back."

Zhou Biyuan looked at his face, thought for a while, and asked:
"Since that's the case, she really can't be allowed to take charge of the turmoil in the capital. But what can the leader do to control her mind?"

Lu Yuan took a sip of his wine, put the wine glass on the table, crossed his hands on his lap, and leaned against the bamboo chair to watch him, his eyes half-closed, looking very much like an old fox.

"You don't have to control it, just let her know a fact."

Zhou Biyuan asked curiously.

"What fact?"

Lu Yuan paused, and then said:
"This Wuming country, no matter how much the emperor loves her, is an enemy country after all. There are countless corpses and blood between them, and there is no room for romance at all."

With just one sentence, Zhou Biyuan suddenly realized as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan continued to add:
"If she saw the people in her own country being killed, and the people she had worked so hard to protect were oppressed, how could she choose to help the country that oppressed her people?"

Zhou Biyuan understood completely, looked up at him, and took over the topic.

"A general, a sincere general, how can he not be resentful when he sees his people being trampled and humiliated by the empire?"

(End of this chapter)