The Queen of War

Hearing this, father-in-law Chen burst into a proud smile. He turned slowly and walked gently to Yuchuan. I saw that the white handkerchief covering his mouth and nose was finally taken down, revealing his ugly face.

He slowly raised his handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on his face for Yuchuan.

"It must be very painful to be tortured these days?" his voice was very ugly, like a male duck singing. People heard it, and goose bumps fell all over the ground. "Look at you, your little face has lost a circle."

Yuchuan tried to resist her disgust and forced out a smile.

"He's just a eunuch. Anyway, he can't do anything." she can only comfort herself. "He's old. As long as he dies first, I can get married in the future."

"For your sake, I'll send you to the clothes washing Bureau for the time being." he chuckled, "but you can rest assured that you don't have to do too heavy work there, and I'll tell you. I'll pick you up when it's over."

"Thank you, father-in-law." Yuchuan was full of grievances, but he could only force a smile at this time.

Father-in-law Chen left contentedly, with an evil smile on his face.

"Where can I get what miscellaneous people want?" he thought wickedly as he walked.

Fengyu palace, flowers in full bloom, butterflies dancing, Yu sound shaking the sky.

Yu sound disappeared from Shuiyue palace, but now it rings in Fengyu palace. Of course, it is absolutely impossible for Zhong Wuyan to leave someone to talk about. As long as Tian Bijiang is not here, she will never be a musician.

"Does it sound good?" Tian Bijiang gently stroked her long black and soft hair and gently asked, "if you like to listen, you can pass it on to them when you go to court alone in the future!"

There are still 300 musicians. Nan Guoxiong's death did not hinder the integrity of the team.

"I don't want it!" Zhong Wuyan smiled and snuggled in his arms like a bird. "In fact, it doesn't matter whether you listen or not. What matters is that the king is with me. I don't care much about these, but since the king likes to listen, I'll listen together."

Tian Bijiang listened, smiled gently and hugged her in his arms. She is so thin. It seems that she can break her body as soon as she works hard.

"By the way, there used to be a stingy man in the violence room. His name was Nanguo Xiong. I remember later he became a musician." Zhong Wuyan snuggled in his arms with a sweet face. "It seems that I really underestimated him. I thought he was just a savage man before. I didn't expect that he would do this. Otherwise, let him play a song for us alone, OK?"

She smiled very brightly, just like the tenderest ray of sunshine in spring.

Hearing this, Tian Bijiang's face suddenly turned black.

Although he doesn't like Xia Xichun, it's also his woman after all. How can she carry herself with such an unorthodox guy? What can Nanguo Xiong compare with himself in terms of appearance and status?

"He's dead." Tian Bijiang said coldly with a heavy face.

In fact, Zhong Wuyan has already investigated the causes and consequences of this matter. However, she still pretended to be at a loss and looked puzzled.

"It's a pity. How could I die?" she shook her head with some regret. "I haven't been back for a few days. As a result, so many things have happened in the palace. Nanfeng is dead, Princess Xi is dead, and now even Nanguo Xiong is dead."

Tian Pijiang gently patted Zhong Wuyan's thin shoulder and didn't speak. Any man in the world will not feel good when he is wearing a green hat, and he is no exception.

"Stop!" Zhong Wuyan waved to the musicians.

The musicians stopped as soon as they heard this.

"What's the matter?" Tian Bijiang forced out a smile on his cold face. "It doesn't sound good? If you don't like it, you can let them change another song."

Although Zhong Wuyan's words made him a little unhappy, he still couldn't bear to let her suffer a little injustice. She suffered a lot in the past. Now he wants to repay her double, although the motivation for repayment is not pure.

Zhong Wuyan listened and said with a smile, "I want to hear it played alone. Among you, who has the closest relationship with Nan Guoxiong? Which song is he best at? Blow it to me!"

The musicians listened and looked at each other.