Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Princess Yanyin's voice rose with a provocative color.

This is obviously deliberately angering Xueying. Everyone can see it, including Xueying herself. Xueying stood behind ningxiluo, thoughtfully coagulating Princess Yanyin and the broken blade on the ground, and bit her teeth.

Seeing that Xueying didn't say anything, Princess Yanyin snorted coldly and leaned slightly over Ning Xiluo: "the imperial palace of Eastern Shu is naturally larger, which is somewhat different from that of Western Zhou. Therefore, if an envoy of any country loses his way in this palace, he may become a joke. Therefore, the Princess volunteered to lead the way. The monarch may feel that there is anything wrong, and I hope to speak first."

Yan Yin's side eyes coagulated Xueying for a moment, smiled and raised the corners of his lips.

Xueying understood that Princess Yan Yin clearly said that Xizhou was small and Dongshu was big. She turned her eyes unconsciously, but happened to be in Ning Xiluo's eyes.

An instant of embarrassment.

Xueying smiled: "Princess Yan Yin, the envoys of this continent all met with the monarch of Eastern Shu today, so the palace is also lively. Last night's incident naturally belongs to the fault of Eastern Shu, and we won't care. Eastern Shu lost a prince, but we care more? It's a funeral after all, but it's a big deal."

Xueying deliberately stabbed the pain of Princess Yanyin, and wanted to see what Princess Yanyin did. Dong Shu intended to hurt emperor Wenzhi, but let the six kings be cannon fodder. When the sixth prince was killed, the East Shu didn't feel sad, whether it was Nian huaisu, the sixth princess, or princess Yanyin. All the people in the imperial palace were extremely respectful. This banquet was like the Hongmen banquet.

It seems that everyone doesn't remember what happened when a prince just died.

Princess Yanyin looked cold and nodded straight to Xueying: "the eighth brother deliberately hurt the monarch of Xizhou, not to represent the eastern Shu. This has nothing to do with his father and the emperor, not to mention the eastern Shu."

Xueying sent out a long "Oh" word, picked her eyebrows and smiled: "it's clean to get rid of."

The princess Yan Yin was so angry that she blessed her body: "Yan Yin will take the monarch of Xizhou to the banquet place."

After that, Princess Yanyin bit her lips and turned around.

The palace maid hurried with her eyes down as Princess Yanyin left.

Xueying walked slowly behind Ning Xiluo, and the corners of her lips were already in her ears: "Gu Shengyan, this eastern Shu palace is cool, more like the summer resort, but it is a place to enjoy the cool in summer."

Gu Shengyan held a green bamboo umbrella on one side and sometimes looked back at Xueying: "this is the imperial palace. How can it compare with the mountain villa? If the girl is happy with the summer resort, let the emperor build one for her."

"Really?" Xueying surprised.

In front, Ning Xiluo suddenly stopped his body, and his side eyes were cold: "Xi'er, can you wear a sword today?"

Sword?

Does she have a sword?

Xueying touched the empty waist, shook her head, and looked at the garden like boundary in front of her with beautiful eyes: "Viva garden? Is it the royal garden like boundary? Does Dongshu hold a banquet here? It's still open-air!"

Xueying was happy, but when she saw the garden, the scene was dull. How can this be a place to eat? This is clearly a place for martial arts competition! The high platform is in the middle of the garden, which is more like an air martial platform.

Her voice fell, and countless eyes looked back from the long live garden.

The trees swayed in the garden.

Silence at this moment, also stopped Xueying's words.

There were men and women with swords. They all walked here and blessed themselves in unison: "welcome the monarch of Xizhou and the God of war to Huaxi."

Look at the clothes, either officials and nobles, or envoys of other countries. There are many people here. Every pair of eyes linger on Xueying's face, with surprise and salivation, but more is the disdain of those women.

Xueying saw clearly, and suddenly jumped in her heart, but she understood the meaning of Ning Xiluo's words.

It is said that she is a "false god of war" in Eastern Shu. Today's banquet is said to be for the envoys of Zhou state. In fact, it is not. This banquet is prepared for her. In fact, it's just to test her martial arts, so she has a good practice these days.

Xueying came forward, and there was a fake smile on her lips: "why wear a sword?"

Ning Xiluo looked down and smiled faintly: "it doesn't hurt."

The people in the garden did not spread out, but fell their eyes on Princess Yanyin's face. Under the sun, her skin color was like snow. A pair of beautiful eyes fell light and indifferent, which seemed to be disdain and respectful. Princess Yanyin said with a smile: "please take a seat, so it won't delay the time."

Before the crowd dispersed, Xueying clearly saw the hot Xu someone looked at her, and suddenly dissipated. But more eyes fell on ningxiluo, more hot.

"Bang." Xueying frowned and entered the seat.

Under the high martial arts platform, there are as many as 100 seats.

Xueying sat quietly on ningxiluo's side, looked at his gentle profile, frowned a little, and whispered, "can you go out clearly today?"

He looked back and smiled.

Xueying couldn't help getting goose bumps on her body. Although emperor Wenzhi gave birth to a handsome face in the world, her temperament was not good. There are not many words. Three of the ten sentences are words to deal with people.

Laugh... I haven't seen it.

Xueying drooped her eyes and didn't want to ask again. Anyway, he wouldn't say.

"Later, someone will invite you to compete."

His words came faintly. Xueying suddenly nodded and saw Ning Xiluo's light eyes. She was surprised and said, "can I... Don't... Don't go?"

"No," he said.

Xueying pulled her sleeve wildly and her eyes lingered on her toes: "well... If I die... Won't you feel bad? This is Xi'er... It's Xi'er's body..."

She stammered.

Ningxiluo's tone was cold, just one: "hope."

Xueying's eyes reddened a little. Looking back at Gu Shengyan who was watching beside her, Gu Shengyan quickly looked at other places and threw away the appearance of praying.

Xueying took a long breath, looked back and stared at Princess Yanyin on the other side.

This long live garden is the boundary of Eastern Shu. Who came up with the bad idea while having a banquet and competing? Can't you watch the dancers dance? Why look at killing!

Princess Yanyin seemed to receive that look, smiled at Xueying, and looked at the direction outside the garden. Then everyone got up at this time.

"Welcome the monarch of Eastern Shu."

"Welcome the emperor."

With one voice, they all looked ahead. Everyone stood, and only they sat in this seat. Xueying was fidgeting and whispered, "emperor, can't you get up?"

No reply.

Xueying sat on the seat and stared at the man who was called the monarch of Eastern Shu, but sighed: "it's just how an ordinary oujisang gives birth to a face like Yan Ming."

This is what I thought in my heart, but it was directly spoken by Xueying. In this way, everyone's eyes looked at Xueying. Xueying covered her lips and held her head awkwardly. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

But there is a little more shadow on the seat.

It was silent, and everyone looked at the seat, sweating.

Everyone knows the handsome life of the monarch of Xizhou. When it was shining at noon, the Phoenix eyes glittered with a warm color. He nodded slightly and his ink hair fell on his body. He just glanced lazily: "Yan Emperor, you're all right."

The monarch of Eastern Shu was directly turned into Yan Emperor by him without any fear.

Yan Emperor stood in front of this seat, looked down at Ning Xiluo and smiled in a deep voice: "Wenzhi was interested in coming to this eastern Shu and brought such an interesting woman."

The inkstone emperor glanced at Xueying.

Snow Ying drooped her eyes and trembled.

Gu Shengyan came forward and poured a glass of wine himself. The sound of flowing wine is particularly clear in this banquet place. Everyone looks at the indifference on the Yan Emperor's face and the wine in Gu Shengyan's hand.

Gu Shengyan lifted the wine glass lightly: "this is what the master of the slave rewarded you."

Gu Shengyan raised his eyes and looked at the inkstone emperor with a light smile.

Everyone was shocked!

Even Xueying looked at Gu Shengyan and looked at his arm as steady as a bell. She was as timid as manager Gu. Why did she say this on purpose?

Yan Emperor's face was a little cold, and the long live garden was even colder.

Ning Xiluo raised his eyes and smiled at the wine: "the slaves in Xizhou can't speak. Does the inkstone emperor mind?"

The Phoenix's eyes are long and have not changed the color of their gaze.

No one expected that the inkstone emperor took the wine cup, but he gently sprinkled it on the seat: "you're bolder."

The wine soaked ninsiro's sleeve.

Gu Shengyan leaned over and smiled: "if the master is strong, the slaves dare to say more rebellious words. If the master is weak, the other slaves dare not say more words, don't they?"

He looked at the inner prison and palace maidservant behind Yan Emperor.