After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 312 Oh, it's a beautiful idea

"Then... let her choose one of the princes to marry."

Xiao Lu: "..."

It seems that the old emperor is very special to the Peruvian princess.

That said, he did not give up his decision to marry her to his son.

"Think twice, Your Majesty, Princess Gananna once said that she will not marry unless she is a prince."

"Your Majesty, I have a plan."

The old emperor frowned and raised his eyebrows: "Tell me about it, Liu Aiqing."

Liu Mo stepped forward and cupped his hands: "If Princess Gananna is not married to the Crown Prince, then I can order her to hand over the black evil technique and swear to the heavens that she will not poison the royal family's children. If she can't..."

Xiao Lu: "If you can't do it, send her back to the country."

Liu Mo: "What the National Teacher said is absolutely true."

Humph.

This Liu Mo has a good strategy, and Princess Gananna is naturally unwilling to hand over the art of Wuxie.

The old emperor: "No, the country of Peru and our big country still have a family relationship for hundreds of years. If their princess is sent back, wouldn't it cause discord between the two countries in the future?"

Xiao Lu suddenly turned his head to the side, squinted his eyes and fell on the dragon chair above.

It turned out to be the case.

She knew why the old emperor was obsessed with keeping Princess Gananna.

He wanted Princess Gananna to refine it for him—the elixir of longevity.

Originally, he knew a little about the country of Peru, and after hearing what she said before, he even believed that the country of Peru had a way to refine the longevity pill.

Even if he doesn't really succeed in the end, he can live for another few decades. For the old emperor, this will be beneficial and harmless.

Longevity Pill…

Although it was not explicitly mentioned in the novel, she remembered that the author once said that this was a hidden sideline. As for whether she wrote it later, she didn't know, after all...she had penetrated it.

Liu Mo cupped his hands: "Then according to the emperor's opinion?"

The old emperor: "If you can't do it, do you find another way, National Teacher?"

Xiao Ling: "Your Majesty, Wushu in Peru is extraordinary. Whether this marriage to Princess Cananna is a happy event or there are other schemes, it must remain to be seen."

What she said seemed to have seen through some conspiracy. Her cold voice surrounded every corner of the Golden Luan Hall, and the listeners were filled with respect.

The old emperor: "From now on, I hope the national teacher will pay more attention."

TM.

She needs to wipe my ass for everything, so why is the throne given to her regardless of half?
Is the national teacher omnipotent?

Xiao Lu pursed his lips and jaw.

The hall returned to calm again.

The old emperor read a few books and closed the last one: "Report if there is something to do, and leave the court if there is nothing to do."

"Retreat—"

"Congratulations to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live..."

Xiao Lu got into the carriage and went back to the National Teacher's Mansion.

As soon as he entered the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, he saw Liu Qianfo in a red dress cheerfully stepping forward, fanning a gaudy fan, winking like silk: "You're back, Master Guoshi?"

Is this guy a real dog?

Smell it?
Xiao Lu glanced at him.

"How do you know I'm back?"

Liu Qianfo: "People in the capital have their own tricks."

Xiao Lu rolled his eyes, and walked slowly towards the lobby, Liu Qianfo who was following beside him looked at her wrapped hands from time to time.

However, due to her current status here, he didn't dare to tease her casually. If she offended her, he probably wouldn't be able to go around.

The two entered the lobby one after the other.

Xiao Lu sat on the main seat, wrapped his hands like palms, put one on his leg, and the other on his side, "Anything new?"

Liu Qianfo took a sip of tea: "I found out that the two dead bodies were thrown there by someone, and the target is not clear."

(End of this chapter)