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"Your Majesty, the situation in front of Chaozhong is very--" Mu Yang stopped and looked at the emperor who was in a daze, raising his hand in her eyes.

Shaking: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Nan Feng only felt a fragrant scent in her nose, she recovered, and Mu Yang stared at her straightforwardly. South

Feng's face blushed, and he whispered: "Yang, Yang, you, you go on...-"

Mu Yang's hand lightly rested on the dragon chair where Nan Feng was sitting, and his fingertips tapped on the armrest of the dragon chair. Looking at Mu Yang

With white and slender hands, Nan Feng's face was red again.

"Then your Majesty must concentrate." Mu Yang deliberately lowered his voice, with a deliberate teasing in his tone.

Nan Feng waved his hand again and again, his ears were red.

"Zuo Xiang, that is, your mother's mother's home." Mu Yang explained to her the situation in this world. From Mu Yang's point of view, even this world

The situation is more complicated, but for myself, it is not difficult.

Only-some difficult things may be-how to restore my wife's memory.

Mu Yang sighed in his heart, but then went on to talk to Nan Feng: "After your mother's queen passed away, the Zuoxiang clan watched and just waited.

Find a suitable cause to break into the palace, under the inexplicable name, replace your majesty. "

Nan Feng was shocked.

In the memory of the original owner, there is this person from the left side, but the left side looks kind and good-looking, and he takes more care of himself, can it be—this

Is it the so-called knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart?

Nan Feng nodded, seemingly understandable: "Yang Yang, go ahead, I'll take it down."

"Youxiang and the generals of the town are in the same faction, and the father of the right is the mentor of the generals of the town, so the two hit it off. There are many families in the two families.

Married. "Mu Yang paused, with a bit of sarcasm in her tone, and she continued: "These aristocratic families' buying methods are nothing more than that.

several--"

"Either it is material purchase or family marriage. The latter is more secure and reliable than the former."

Nan Feng nodded and asked, "Besides, can anyone be trusted?" She thought of the home that claimed to be System 666.

What the guy said, Mu Yang was the only person he could trust.

She has now determined that Mu Yang is someone she can trust.

Hearing Nan Feng's question, Mu Yang smiled slightly: "Only the minister." There is only me, Nan Feng, only me, you can only trust me.

Nan Feng nodded and said, "I understand."

Except for Yang Yang, everyone else is a big badass!

"The rest are from these two factions." Mu Yang recalled the opposing face, paused, and said: "Tomorrow,

Don't let them go with the rhythm. If your majesty is uncertain, just take a look at the minister. "

"Be your own minister and do your best."

The next day.

Nan Feng was called by the attendant early in the morning, washing and washing in a daze, she was in a trance, when she was about to fall asleep, with one hand

Putting it on her shoulder, the owner of the hand whispered: "Your Majesty, it's about to go up."

That hand seemed to have weird magical power, and Nan Feng woke up instantly with a rousing spirit. She followed the prestige, and she was indeed Mu Yang. She still wears

The red-purple official gown embroidered with the four-claw golden dragon made her look even stronger.

Nan Feng yawned and replied, "I know--"

Before her words fell, Mu Yang covered her lips. She stared at Mu Yang, who smiled softly and said to her: "Your Majesty

Next, you should call yourself ‘I. ’"

"I?" Nan Feng was stunned for a moment, following Mu Yang's words, tentatively said: "I know?"

Mu Yang smiled and nodded: "Your Majesty is too smart!"

Nan Feng's proud little tail turned up. She raised her head and said happily, "Of course! You don't look at me either-

Who am I! "

Mu Yang laughed again, standing aside, watching the palace people serving Nan Feng to change clothes.

When everything was ready, she took a step back, and the little **** screamed:

"The emperor starts to drive--"

Golden Temple.

"Zuo Xiang, this-today should be the first day that the little emperor went to court, right?" Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites leaned over to Zuo Xiang and asked.

Seeing Libu Shangshu approached, the minister of engineering who was on the side couldn’t help it. He also approached and asked: “Two adults, you should

How is it good? "

Zuo Xiang glanced at the two of them, and said in a deep voice, "It's what you should do!"

The two looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes. But looking at the left side's somewhat gloomy complexion, they also know the time

The servants were Junjie, so they answered "Yes" one after another, and returned to their positions.

The Zuoxiang glared at the Rightxiang, who was standing not far away, and gave a cold snort, without speaking.

Right now is also surrounded by everyone, and the town’s general whispered in his ear: “How should I dismount the little emperor today?

Wei? "

Everyone agreed, but they didn't see the reluctant smile on the right side.

Seeing that the colleagues around him asked so many times, the smile on the right-hands's face reluctantly reluctantly. His eyes involuntarily glanced at the station

The left phase not far away.

The two people have the same idea at this moment--

Damn, you old man! Dare to yin Laozi!

Last night, both the left and right sides received a threatening letter. The content of the letter was very blank and hardly said anything valuable.

It just means that I am bound to win the day, so don't interfere too much.

After serving as officials in the same dynasty for many years, the two can naturally recognize each other's handwriting. More importantly, the person who came to deliver the letter had extremely high martial arts, and the letter came straight from the window.

Those who flew in directly nailed them to their respective bookshelves with a dagger.

A dagger that is more than an inch long ends up on the wooden bookshelf. What else can it be if it is not a provocation?

It's not pleasing to see each other early this morning. Although their common enemy is the female doll sitting on the throne, but this

A female doll has no power at all. Suddenly the emperor left, there was only one single seedling left in the royal family.

Their ultimate enemy is each other.

Originally, the two factions were both at the point where the well water did not violate the river water, but the scene last night suddenly broke the original peace.

Heng, magnifies the contradiction between the two factions, and puts it directly on the bright side.

――In fact, they know each other well, the result can only be you and me.

"The emperor is here--" The eunuch's sharp voice sounded very penetratingly.

In his own position, waiting for Nan Feng's arrival.

After about half an incense stick, they all heard the voice of the little emperor——

"All the officials please."

They still lowered their eyes, not daring to look at the little emperor.

Just listen to the little emperor continuing to say: "Today is my first early morning. If there is something wrong with me, please point it out.

NS. "

The left side and the right side are listed on both sides. After hearing the words, the two looked at each other and took a step outside, saying loudly: "Your Majesty does not need to be arrogant.

Thin! "

Nan Feng shrugged, and only said, "Two adults, please!"

Mu Yang stood by her side, watching her girl sitting here, scornful of the world, feeling a little more proud in her heart for no reason—this

This is her Nan Feng, and this is the law enforcement officer who works with her to maintain order in the world.

"Yes!" The left and right sides looked at each other again, and the two quietly looked up at the same time, just in time to see the person standing next to Nan Feng——

Mu, Mu Yang? Why is she here?

The two were shocked in their hearts, but they didn't show any signs on their faces. Only step by step returned to his position.

Under Mu Yang's deterrence, the early Chao Dynasty, which was originally undercurrent surging, quietly resolved the crisis. After getting off the dragon chair, Nan Feng found himself like

Today's height is less than Mu Yang's chest. She tugged Mu Yang's sleeves and said coquettishly:

"Yang Yang! How am I doing today?"

The girl was wearing heavy decorations that did not match her grade. At the moment, she looked at herself with bright eyes, Mu Yang's throat rolled, and her voice became low.

Kind of points: "Your Majesty did a very good job today."

The smile on Nan Feng’s face became even bigger. She akimbo her hips and said happily: "Right, right!" After that, she became shy again: "It's all Yang Yang.

You teach well! "

Mu Yang rubbed her hair, halfway through, and realized that her identity shouldn't be such a move. She withdrew her hand again

Come, smile softly at Nan Feng.

Nan Feng increased her hand and laughed.

"Mu Yang?" The town general was shocked when he heard Youxiang's description: "She? Didn't she die on the battlefield long ago? How could it be possible?

Appear in the palace? "

The expression on the right hand's face is also very solemn. He pondered for a long time before he said: "General, I think this is a little bit wrong."

He also told the general of the town what happened last night. In the end, he looked serious and said: "I originally thought that this happened at the time.

He acted, but looking at his expression today, it doesn't seem to be a fake. I have tried him several times, and he responded truthfully. I worry--"

"Is this the little emperor's idea?"

"Impossible!" The town general waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "How old is she? Just a little baby!"

"General, we have to understand that everything will be different after Mu Yang appears next to her." The right phase said a few words.

Anxiously: "If Mu Yang intervenes, then the situation will be completely different!"

The town’s general couldn’t figure it out: "Mu Yang has already died on the battlefield! This general saw her body in person...

This is not Mu Yang, who else is it? "

"What is her purpose?"

As soon as Zuoxiang returned to the mansion, she threw the tea cup on the ground. Mrs. Zuoxiang saw it and hurriedly came to comfort him: "Master, why?

NS? "

"What's the matter?" Zuo Xiang sneered, with a cold voice in his voice: "Mu Yang is resurrected! What's wrong with you!"

-A dead person, unexpectedly appeared next to the emperor... Well-one is really great! "