Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

"Since this is the case, it's a good idea. Xi Lun has always been ambitious and once wanted to invade the territory of Da Chu. In this way, it is a good deal to get an antidote in exchange for eternal peace." Zhang Shaoliang took a sip of tea , feeling very bitter, couldn't help frowning slightly, and put the teacup back on the stone table.

"You've all said that, so..."

"emperor……"

Hei Bao couldn't hold his breath anymore, Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyes, and glanced at him coolly, "I haven't finished my words yet."

Seeing Yuwen Haoyu's expression turned cold, Hei Bao had no choice but to stand aside, but he was very anxious, thinking that Hei Hu was far away in Xilun, and his life and death were uncertain, so it was difficult for him to survive.

Yuwen Haoyu didn't know what was going on in his mind, but it was precisely because he was worried about Heihu that the special envoy sent to Xilun couldn't be him, and if he cared about it, he would cause confusion, and it would ruin things instead.

Of course, Yuwen Haoyu had planned in his heart to let the matter of Xi Lun go. If Xi Lun can't develop an antidote, things will inevitably turn against each other. Maybe they will try their best to spread the plague to other countries, hurting people. And innocent, even if they don't do this, then if there is no antidote, Siron may gradually perish. Such things as the destruction of the country will definitely give other vassal states a wake-up call, and they will eventually suspect the Great Chu State. If they have been left alone, maybe they will be attacked by a joint attack.

In this way, it is indeed a planned deal to exchange the antidote for a permanent peace treaty.

"I will send a secret letter to Siren first, and then send a contract envoy there, Black Panther, you don't have to participate in this matter, just wait for your brother to come back."

Hearing this, Hei Bao's entire face collapsed, and he really couldn't understand why Yuwen Haoyu didn't let him go. He is Hei Hu's younger brother, and his skills are not bad. It stands to reason that what kind of contract special envoy should be He is right.

Although he was full of complaints, he was a monarch and minister after all. Even if he had dissatisfaction, he could not speak it out and had to hold it in his stomach.

"Let's stop here today, it's getting late, Ling'er, it's time for us to go back to the palace."

Yuwen Haoyu got up, hearing the words, Luo Ling had no choice but to get up too, originally she wanted to spend dinner with Zhang Shaoliang, the cakes made by Shuiyue are really delicious, the person looks good, and the food is also good eat.

Unexpectedly, seeing Luo Ling staring at Shuiyue in a daze, Zhang Shaoliang knew what she was planning. Luo Ling didn't come back, but he didn't have time to go back. Naturally, he wanted to pack the pastries made by Shuiyue Take some back.

"Shuiyue, go and pack some of the dim sum you made for our empress to take back." Zhang Shaoliang joked with a light smile.

Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Luo Ling, but Luo Ling looked embarrassed.

"Tsk... Yu, you real husband, are you abusing Ling'er behind our backs? Every time Linger comes to me, it's like someone who hasn't eaten dim sum in eight hundred lifetimes. It's so bitter to see! Tsk tsk... ..."

Zhang Shaoliang pretended to be surprised and sighed. Hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu looked at Luo Ling with resentment: "Ling'er, are the dim sum in the palace so bad?"

Luo Ling glared at Zhang Shaoliang, looked at Yuwen Haoyu's hurt expression, and quickly raised his hand to explain: "It's not bad, it's really, it's just in comparison...hehe...the food here is so delicious Son."