Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Painter military academy field.

Layers of pine trees were cut down, and the land several miles away from the edge of the school yard expanded again during the year.

The school yard, which can't see the end at a glance, is not empty. The painters all wear military uniforms to practice martial arts in the school yard. No one is a foot away. Qianshui is skillful, holding a heavy knife, and walks between the painters.

Tens of thousands of painters hold spears, practice martial arts, concentrate and hold their breath, wave spears silently, and only scattered frost and snow.

Qianshui Gaoming is very satisfied and is saying something in advance.

In the distance, a small soldier ran quickly: "general! Urgent report!"

"Did Qianshui Pavilion do something wrong again?" Qianshui nodded wisely, listened to the soldier's side, frowned tightly and finally evacuated. He was happy, and his eyes looked at the farthest place of the school field like fire.

The soldier gasped and said, "it's true. The general must be ready."

"Naturally, naturally!" Qianshui Gaoming suddenly panicked, threw out the big knife directly and fell directly on the weapon rack, and then went to the southeast of the school field.

All the painters looked at Qianshui Gaoming, jumped directly onto the horse and galloped away.

The soldier who came to inform the news shouted, "get ready and welcome the God of war!"

In this way, everyone put their spears on the ground, and everyone was in a trance but very interested, looking at the direction of Qianshui running.

"Isn't it true?"

"It's absolutely true that the news of God of war's awakening is true. My sister in the palace has already spread the news."

"Miss Xi is still alive. Has she come to see us?"

"Alive, she's really alive. Isn't she dreaming?"

"When the God of war comes back, he can take us to the battlefield again, and we will have protection."

"You say this as if general Qianshui can't protect you. Ha ha."

There was a lot of discussion. Tens of thousands of people were flustered holding their spears. For a moment, they didn't know whether to practice martial arts or prepare something to greet the God of war.

The wise general Qianshui has gone. All they can do is not to lose face. The God of war has jumped off the moat for two years. Everyone thought the God of war would die, but she came back alive.

Suddenly, the cheers on the school field became louder and louder, shaking the sky and ears!

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When frost and snow set foot, Qianshui Gaoming jumped down from the horse and knelt down directly.

Before the Dragon arrived, he set an example.

Under the wind and snow all over the sky, the long-term future dragon chase finally has a rudimentary shadow.

"Welcome the Holy Lord and the God of war!"

Qianshui spoke loudly. Tens of thousands of painters knelt down a few miles behind him. The vast black area formed a winding and continuous shape.

Everyone shouted again - "welcome the emperor, welcome the God of war!"

Qianshui Gaoming clenched his hands. The moment the snow fell on the tip of his nose, he nodded and saw the appearance of the young prison's clear eyes smiling. He said in a deep voice, "manager Gu."

Gu Shengyan glanced at the direction of long Chui: "just that sound was not afraid to scare empress Zhaoyi."

After that, Gu Shengyan leaned over.

The emperor had already gone down the Dragon drive. At this time, he was standing on the Dragon drive. The bright yellow robe was not a Dragon Robe, but a jade standing on his body, lightly wrapped in the deep Phoenix eyes. His slender arm stretched out slightly, as if waiting for someone.

The palace maid raised the curtain.

The plain and beautiful hand directly held the emperor's hand and swept the Dragon away, but it was only a moment's effort.

The woman's eyebrows are like blue and white, charming and horizontal. A pair of beautiful eyes like black spirit Sutra beads look at cotton and despise, and a little crimson lips look like flame red. The most beautiful face is rare in the world.

All the painters stared at the woman and held their breath.

It seemed that seeing everyone's attention, the woman's star eyes were slightly angry and smiled: "long time no see."

She released the emperor's hand and looked down at all the painters.

At this moment, the world was silent, only her voice was empty. The breeze fell, and the bathed cyan hair floated slightly, leaving only her cold glance.

With the holy intention, Qianshui stood up and said, "Miss Xi!"

Xueying looked at the general's happy appearance in front and knew that she had a good grasp of her character. All the painters thought it was the God of war.

And the person on her side, the emperor of Xizhou, was also deceived by her.

No one will know that she is not painting the river.

Qingluan stood behind her and looked at her with burning eyes. Xueying knew this, but she didn't know what the burning eyes meant. Instead, she hooked her hand slightly: "go and see them."

Qingluan came forward and gently bit her lower lip, saying, "promise."

Long Chui no longer came forward. Instead, Ning Xiluo walked very slowly holding Xueying's hand. All the painters got up and looked at Xueying and qingluan behind Xueying.

But those eyes are unhappy.

"Although qingluan is the general of Xizhou, she went to Xizhou for Beiyuan. How can miss Xi bring her back?"

"She is a traitor in Xizhou. When Miss Xi wakes up, she must not know the news. How could she be deceived?"

"Didn't miss Xi plead for qingluan to stay with her?"

“……”

The voice of the painter's army fluctuated, but Xueying was tight in her heart.

Ning Xiluo said that the qingluan belonged to the Beiyuan and served as a maid to Huaxi. But how could she know that qingluan went to the painter army? After crossing, you only know who the painting stream is. How can you know anything else?

Ning Xiluo said that the former Huaxi was willing to save qingluan with his life, but he didn't say that qingluan rebelled against Xizhou. Will Huaxi forgive qingluan?

Yes or no?

The eighth Lord gave her no memory of qingluan and Huaxi's anger. How should Huaxi deal with the current situation?

At this moment, Xueying's head exploded.

She looked at qingluan, and the corners of her lips could not help grinning a little. Then she looked at the angry painter Army: "qingluan grew up on my side. I know more about her than anyone. She has been punished wrong in the careful punishment division."

What should I say later?

Xueying's heart was anxious, and her hand under her sleeve clenched a little.

A painter army came forward and directly leaned over and said, "if Miss Xi really wants us to forgive qingluan, we should deal with it according to the rules of the painter army!"

rules?

What rules? Xueying is flustered again. Those memories flash in her mind. How can she remember clearly? I don't have the ability to never forget.

Seeing Xueying speechless, the painter Jun thought she was unwilling, so he shouted: "the victory or defeat is determined by Wu! If Miss Xi doesn't want to, then qingluan can't enter the school field!"

It was a martial arts contest.

Xueying glanced at qingluan: "would you like to?"

Qingluan leaned forward and said with a bitter smile, "if empress Zhaoyi wishes, qingluan is willing."

She smiled and bit the word "Zhaoyi" very clearly.

But Xueying didn't hear the meaning of this. She is not painting the river. Qingluan can see it clearly, so she doesn't want to say the word "river girl". But these painters were unwilling.

A soldier said angrily, "you think you are the princess of Beiyuan, trying to join the royal family, but you don't know that longziqing has joined the Shenxing division. You can't protect yourself. Now don't even want to recognize Miss Xi?"

"Miss kuixi also rescued you from the punishment department, traitor!"

Qingluan nodded, and her beautiful and bright face showed a faint mockery: "traitor?" her right hand was slightly open, and the knife on the weapon rack was sucked into her hand instantly.

Those painters who said "rebel" were silent in an instant.

Qingluan was born with a slender body. The weapon is in her hand. It is cold between her chin.

In front of Yunxi, she can be the clever maid, but how can she bear it on the side of the fake painting river? Betrayed Xizhou. Why didn't everyone forget the lives of the painting house?

Is it wrong that she wants to kill the emperor?

No matter what the real reason is, she can't be wrong to kill the emperor!

In an instant, everyone on the school field retreated slowly, forming a circular distance of ten feet. Qingluan held the long knife high and said in a deep voice, "if I win, everyone will shut up from today."

A small soldier went on this naturally formed platform.

For qingluan, there is no difference between one and a hundred. She walks towards the challenging soldier step by step. With only one knife, the soldier is thrown out by the sword wind.

No injury, pain.

Qingluan glanced at the quiet face of the man behind him and clenched the handle of the knife.

Xueying leaned on ningxiluo's side and seemed to see qingluan's glance. She just smiled and said, "her martial arts are as good as before, maybe better."

However, Ning Xiluo didn't answer. The cold Feng eyes coagulated the back of the green Luan in front, slightly thinking about something.

The good-looking sword eyebrow twisted, but Xueying was stunned at this.

Qingluan is just a handmaid. What is ningxiluo doubting? Is it her martial arts or... Even though she has most of the memory of painting Creek, she still can't understand it.

On one side, Gu Shengyan saw Xueying thinking like this, but said with a smile: "for the past two years, qingluan has been living in the Hanguang palace waiting for her. After Miss Yun entered the palace, she asked the emperor for qingluan, so qingluan treated Miss Yun very well. Therefore, she will learn some martial arts from Miss Yun, which is better than before."

You're welcome.

Qingluan's Kung Fu is better to follow Yunxi. Does he mean it's bad to follow Huaxi? Now, she is painting the river.

Xueying's face was not good, and she said faintly, "why does Yunxi beg qingluan?"

Gu Sheng said, "Miss Xi forgot. Miss Yun er said that the painter was kind to her, so miss Yun Er treated the people in the painting house better and thanked them for their kindness."

Yeah?

Xueying thought, but she couldn't find the shadow of Yunxi in her memory, or did the eighth Lord give her a wrong memory? Or, Yunxi lied. Yunxi doesn't know the people in the painting house at all?

So, Xueying said faintly, "do you think she will win?"

Gu Shengyan didn't expect Xueying to ask so. He just took a long look at the emperor, and then whispered, "if you don't win, it's OK for your mother to help her. The rules of the painter army are set by your mother. If you want to change them, your mother is just a casual Kung Fu."

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