Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The killing of the eastern Shu heavenly prison was finally spread. When Emperor Yan ordered to send envoys to Xizhou to catch Huawu, Huawu was far away in the frontier battlefield.

It is an indisputable fact that the soldiers in Xizhou are weak.

When the people in Kyoto were frightened, they did not see the fierce momentum of the eastern Shu army, but there were only two envoys visiting. No one saw the envoy's face, but he was young, a man and a woman.

One step was to drive them away slowly. They had arrived at the painter's school, and two people came out from above.

The moon set and crowed, and the stars fell on them. Yan Ming stood here and looked at the dark scenes in the school field. Under the mask, he outlined the corners of his lips: "a line and a half months, it's time after all."

Soon, a figure from the school yard of the self painting house directly swept out and rushed into Yan Ming's arms. Huaxi nodded and said, "when I saw the flying pigeon passing the book, I knew you were coming, and I've been waiting!"

She pressed her ears tightly to Yan Ming's heart. It seemed that the sound of beating slowly could calm her body.

In, huaisu stood on Yan Ming's side, gently glanced at the coquettish appearance of Huaxi, and gently coughed: "painting girl, Yandi entrusted envoys to catch painting generals. I don't know what painting girl thinks?"

Ordered?

Who came under orders without a soldier?

Where did an envoy come, and there was no one in the court to meet him?

The catch was blatant. Did Yan Emperor underestimate the troops of Xizhou?

Huaxi raised her eyes from Yan Ming's arms. Her slender fingers fell on Yan Ming's mask. As soon as she was about to open it, her hands were tightly pressed by Yan Ming.

The glazed eyes, through the mask, coagulated the painting stream: "inappropriate."

"Why not?"

Yan Ming smiled, and the clear voice of the young man fell into the night: "in Xizhou, I don't want others to see me. I don't like it."

Huaxi frowned and looked at Nian huaisu.

That year huaisu smiled: "before January, the eighth Lord said he didn't like it. Now he has something he doesn't like."

This is a joke, but Huaxi understands why Yan Ming is so unhappy.

When he was in Eastern Shu, Yan Ming didn't like this. His good-looking appearance was always treated as a woman. When he walked to the streets, so many people's attention was always trouble.

If Yan Ming shows his face, he can be remembered for a year. It's really troublesome.

Hua Xi sighed. He also understood Yan Ming and pressed his mask: "the emperor of Xi Zhou is old. In the end, he doesn't want to conflict with East Shu. This time, East Shu doesn't mean to catch my brother back?"

Huaxi was suspicious and looked at Nian huaisu on one side.

Outside the school field, the shadows of trees are whirling.

Yan Ming's slender body was infinitely elongated by the shadow of the moon. He stood on the side of this step, quietly coagulated the painting River, and finally opened his mouth: "Emperor Xi Zhou, Emperor Xi has been ill for more than 60 years. No one knows how many days he can live. And Emperor Yan of Eastern Shu is just waiting for an opportunity to start his army, and this opportunity is painting martial arts. Who killed Lord Yan is not important in Emperor Yan's heart. Do you understand?"

"Kill my brother? How could he kill my brother for that absurd reason!" Huaxi exclaimed.

On one side, Nian huaisu's voice sank, and he came forward and said, "Xizhou didn't want to open the army, so he opened the door and offered the life of Huawu himself, which is your sincerity of Xizhou. I'm not an envoy with the eighth prince on this trip. Do you understand?"

When huaisu said this, Huaxi was completely confused.

If he gave up his brother's life, would he not have to give up the lives of 200000 painters and soldiers? Would he be exchanging 200000 troops for "national peace and public security"?

Yan Ming is not the envoy this time!

If not, where is the real envoy?

That pair of beautiful eyes stared greatly. Huaxi looked at the man in front of him and said softly, "Why are you looking for me? If you are not an envoy, why are you coming to Xizhou?"

This is more like questioning and distrust.

Huaxi didn't see the happy face under Yan Ming's mask gradually changed color, and the happy appearance was broken by Huaxi's sentence.

"If it weren't for help, couldn't I see you?" Yan Ming stood under the moon and quietly looked at the confused appearance of Huaxi. His eyes gradually became cold.

His voice was still clear, and he couldn't understand it. He just murmured softly: "my brother is still on the battlefield, and my sister-in-law went into the battlefield with my brother with a big stomach. If Dongshu really got the orders of Yandi and Jiandi, what should I do about my brother's life, sister-in-law's life and painter's army!"

Huaxi looked at Yan Ming and gradually retreated, as if she thought of something. She suddenly held Yan Ming's arm: "if you can help your brother, right? Your martial arts are so high, how can those two envoys be your opponents? As long as you help your brother, you will help our painter Army. In this way, even if you offend Yan Emperor, you can still stay in Xizhou!"

Huaxi looked at Yan Ming and his eyes were all excited.

This excitement fell on the bottom of the youth's eyes, and the loneliness of the bottom of his eyes became more prosperous: "Huaxi, do you know that if I do this, my behavior will be to betray Dongshu and lose Dongshu without the support of the people."

Huaxi looked at Yan Ming, but he didn't understand what he said after all: "but Yan Emperor doesn't like you. What can he do to win the hearts of the people? If you can help the painter army, you can stay in Kyoto, which is a great achievement. Even if the emperor of Xizhou doesn't like war and has you, he won't be afraid of Dongshu anymore. When you and I get married, you will be a part of our painter army!"

Yan Ming just smiled, brushed his sleeve and stroked Huaxi's hair: "get married?"

Huaxi mercilessly nodded his head, turned and looked at Nian huaisu: "sister huaisu, the imperial city of Eastern Shu is in danger. It's not easy to leave. Why stay again?"

Why?

Nian huaisu stood behind Yan Ming, looked at his silent appearance, looked at Huaxi, and finally smiled bitterly. Princess Hui is dead, and there is nothing in the imperial city of Eastern Shu that can hinder Yan Ming.

But if she left Dongshu, Yan Ming would never be able to find enough stars and moons to revive Princess Hui.

Huifei is his only relative in the world. How can she abandon it?

There are only ten thousand star moon insects in Eastern Shu, which form a rebirth insect. In such a difficult environment, it is extremely difficult to harvest so many star moon insects only by relying on the ability of the current eight kings' residence. If in the future, the eighth Prince's residence gets real power, not only Xingyue, but also any difficult problem can be done easily.

As long as she can get power around Yan Emperor, she can always help Yan Ming.

But now Yan Ming can't kill Yan Emperor.

There is no popular support, let alone millions of soldiers.

Huaxi doesn't understand such things, but wants to add more things to Yan Ming's body. The seemingly almsgiving future is more like taking everything from Yan Ming.

Continue to stay in East Shu, become a new emperor, and then control the state, or stay in this small army of painters?

How can you understand?

But now Yan Ming endured and once again held Huaxi's hand: "I said I would give you everything you want and never break my promise."

Huaxi smiled and nodded his head lightly, "save my brother. I know you can do it. I've never seen anyone with better martial arts than you in this continent. You can certainly do it!"

Huaxi said, once again gently embracing Yan Ming.

Yan Ming just stood, letting the wind from winter to spring, there was too much gray in the glass pupil: "yes... I will do it."

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