My Queen, you are naughty again

Tomuza, who stood on one side, looked dignified and got up to stop him from saying more, but Chu Li turned and walked into the soldiers. After scanning around, he raised his tone and asked the people, "if you don't agree, come and have a competition to see if I have the ability and let you obey me!"

Tuomuzha's face became more dignified. Looking at Chu Li and other small bodies, although she knew she could do some martial arts, she couldn't help worrying about her. After all, there were men in the army, and naturally there were people with good martial arts.

Chu Li looked at the people among them and naturally had his own plan. Now, Mo Rongrui spent up to one day there, leaving the soldiers of this gang idle. In this way, it also made them settle down and stop thinking about the man in black.

"Hum, I'll come. I don't think your martial arts are very high!" the person who spoke was the little soldier. As soon as his hand supported it, he stood up from the ground and pulled out the long sword around his waist. His miscellaneous eyebrows were tight. He looked at Chu Li and walked to him in two steps.

For a time, many soldiers around looked one after another, some for Chu Li and some for the little soldier!

In a moment, the soldier took out the long sword from the scabbard, and the sharp blade reflected a ray of light. Reflected in his face.

Tomuza standing on one side looked to be true. When he came to him in two steps, he was going to unload the soldier's long sword, but Chu Li said, "general tomuza, soldiers should have this spirit of resistance. How about ten moves?"

The soldier smiled, raised his long sword and went away against the wind. After all, he was a man who had been on the battlefield. The long sword in his hand was very fast. He looked carefully, but there was no move at all. He just knew where to stab the first move by relying on many practical combat experience.

Seeing that the long sword was about to come, Chu Li lightened his feet. The long sword in his hand was like a dragon, facing each other. The two sword blades gradually approached. Xiaobing's arm was lifted slightly, and he was about to stab Chu Li's left atrium. After all, Chu Li was different from the past. He turned his hands and feet and came behind the Xiaobing.

The wind roared in his ears, and the wind brought by the long sword also blew up the ink hair behind Chu Li. It floated in the air. His eyes were sharp. In an instant, the long sword in his hand had been put on the soldier's neck.

"It's only three moves, and you're dead!" Chu Li put away his long sword and said coldly with frivolous eyebrows.

Here, the little soldier had just felt the cold blade on his neck. Of course, he knew that if he was on the battlefield, he would have lost his head. He turned around, sipped his mouth and hesitated for a long time. Then he arched his hands and said in a low voice: "hum."

"Have you taken it? I said I was the person next to the general. Naturally, I won't let you succeed so well. If I lost under your hand, wouldn't it hit the general's face!" Chu Li Leng snorted, quickly took back the scabbard of his long sword and looked at the unconvinced soldier.

"I'm convinced!" the soldier arched his hands, but he was naturally angry. Now he was lost in the hands of a woman. After saying that, he threw his sleeves, sat down on his seat, took away the wine pot in the hands of the soldiers next to him, and drank up.

For a time, the soldiers around looked at each other and looked at Chu Li with some changes in their eyes. No one dared to say what to do. They had not heard that kind of words just now.

Here, Mo Rongrui has arrived at the camp of the tenth Prince of Beiliang. Naturally, good wine and good food were served in the camp, but this time, the ten princes of Beiliang sat in the middle of the camp, and Mo Rongrui sat next to him.

"King Rui, you talk about this, but your camp suddenly broke into these people, which was really the first time for the prince to see!" Prince 10 of Beiliang sneered, his voice was not high or low, but it was like talking about other people's things in front of Mo Rongrui.

Everyone can hear that the ten princes of Beiliang are in sour ink Rongrui.

"I really didn't deal with this matter properly, which surprised the ten princes of Beiliang and others. It's our poor hospitality in South Vietnam. Now I don't want to make amends! I hope the ten princes of Beiliang Haihan is!" said Mo Rongrui, taking the initiative to pick up the wine cup and toast the ten princes of Beiliang with both hands.

"Yes, of course. After all, there is still an engagement between us. This kind of thing of King Rui can't stop the engagement between our two countries!" the tenth Prince of Beiliang sneered and returned a glass of wine.

This engagement could have been refused, but because of one thing now, it can only be nailed on the board.

Mo Rongrui smiled and drank another glass of wine.

While talking here, I saw that the dark que waiting outside received a letter from the Lingxi flying pigeon. After telling him, he quickly walked to Mo Rongrui and whispered in his ear.

The camp was full of wine. The dishes at each table didn't move much, but the wine in the wine pot was half full.

"But the emperor talks about the engagement?" asked the ten princes of Beiliang while pouring wine. With a rotating eyebrow, he turned his head and looked at Mo Rongrui.

"Yes, the father emperor has sent people to make preparations, hoping that both sides will choose an auspicious day to get married." Murong Rui nodded and opened his mouth faintly.

The six princesses were named Princess he'an and married to Beiliang. In order to protect the meaning of the two countries, they also explained to Beiliang for the carelessness of South Vietnam.

Hearing this, the ten princes of Beiliang clapped their hands and laughed twice. They got up and went to Mo Rongrui's table, picked up the wine in their hands, drank it in one gulp after making a toast.

In the distant capital, the sound of broken cups came from Weiyang palace surrounded by red walls and green tiles.

"Princess he'an? My mother, how can my father let me marry Beiliang? Beiliang is a barbaric place. The people in that place are not elegant at all. They are all butchers! I don't marry!" I saw that the sixth Princess yu'er's face was dignified and her clear eyes were full of fog.

Then there was another clatter. He raised his hand and clattered all the cups on the ground. The good pear flower jade porcelain cup and blue and white porcelain glaze suddenly became fragments and covered the ground.

"Naturally, the imperial concubine knows that it can't compare with the capital, you can't compare with you in this palace and beside the imperial concubine, but... Can!" the queen sitting beside her is also sad. Even the eyebrows that should be carefully painted in normal times have no intention to take care of her today.

The golden sunshine outside passed through the window lattice and hit the carpet of Weiyang palace. Where it was swept by the sun, you can vaguely see the dust floating in the air.