"Oh."

Li Junwu responded softly, then squinted his eyes and enjoyed the massage.

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While pressing the well-proportioned calves of this good-breasted brother, Xu Yuan had a strange look in his eyes:

"Oh?"

Li Junwu glanced at Xu Yuan when he heard this:

"Huh?"

Xu Yuan chuckled softly:

"Shouldn't you act a little surprised? Besides, the North is in such chaos, aren't you worried that I won't come back if I leave?"

Li Junwu exhaled with a sigh, raised his slender legs slightly, broke away from Xu Yuan's hands, and sat up:

"It's not that I'm not surprised. My father exchanged letters with me some time ago."

"The Marquis of Zhenxi?"

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows and showed a hint of surprise: "No wonder, it turned out that I knew the letter in advance."

The Marquis of Zhenxi, as a powerful lord who held the army, was sent to guard the desert, and he was directly involved in the strategies of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the royal family against the barbarians.

It is impossible to hide some inside information from such an important minister.

Li Junwu turned his eyes sideways, his handsome and feminine face was a bit complicated, and finally sighed:

"After talking about a lot of things, including things about the Northern Territory, the old man said that the Holy Lord and Mr. Xu were determined to exterminate the barbarians."

Xu Yuan felt a little weird when he saw Li Junwu's expression.

This was the first time he had seen Li Junwu show such an expression. The Marquis of Zhenxi probably told Li Junwu much more than that.

Although he was curious, he didn't ask.

But when it comes to this matter, Xu Yuan's voice also has a hint of seriousness:

"That's true, but."

"Long sky."

Li Junwu suddenly interrupted, stared into Xu Yuan's eyes and asked, "Aren't you curious about what else my old man said to me?"

Seeing this, Xu Yuan smiled and raised his elbow to lean on Li Junwu's shoulder, looking sideways and smiling:

"If you want to speak, I will listen. If you don't want to speak, then forget it."

Li Junwu tilted his body, Xu Yuan slipped his elbow and snorted coldly:

"Don't be so playful."

Xu Yuan looked at Li Junwu's serious look, sighed, picked up the wine glass and drank the whole glass in one gulp, leaned on the soft couch and said softly:

"Actually, I can probably guess a little bit. The Marquis of Zhenxi asked you to keep your distance from me, right?"

Li Junwu frowned slightly, neither cold nor indifferent:

"You are quite smart."

"No way, I have a high IQ." Xu Yuan grinned.

Li Junwu's chest rose and fell slightly, he snorted coldly and said:

"My father said, your family is harmonious with the emperor."

"Wait."

Xu Yuan raised his hand to interrupt Li Junwu's words, his eyes a little helpless: "Sister, you really dare to say anything to me."

The Marquis of Zhenxi was one of the few important ministers in the court who did not take sides. He was neither a royalist nor a prime minister.

Both sides are afraid that under pressure, the other side's attitude will directly tilt towards the other side.

The Marquis of Zhenxi has always adhered to neutrality, and his attitude is very clear: you fight against you.

I'm guarding the group of Tachao people on the border. If the sect rebels, I will take care of it, but don't involve me in the court dispute.

Li Junwu was very dissatisfied with Xu Yuan's interruption:

"You don't want me to persuade my old man?"

Xu Yuan laughed out loud, raised his hand and touched Li Junwu's forehead with the back of his hand:

"Sister, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Li Junwu knocked Xu Yuan's hand away angrily, with a hint of anger in his eyes:

"Miss Xu Changtian is talking to you about business!"

Xu Yuan performed a French military salute with a gentle voice:

"Okay, okay, let me ask you, is this your intention, or is it the intention of the Marquis of Zhenxi?"

Li Junwu subconsciously opened his eyes and lowered his voice:

"Yeah, I mean."

Xu Yuan raised his hand and patted her head:

"Okay, I understand your thoughts. Zhen Xihou's approach is actually the best, and it is also what the royal family and my father want to see most."

Li Junwu bit his lip, opened Xu Yuan's hand, and looked at Xu Yuan with a look that made him hate the iron:

"Forget it if you don't have to, hum, it's true."

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Xu Yuan smiled and did not explain.

There is no king with a different surname in Dayan, and the Marquis is already at the top.

Although the current power status of Zhenxihou is not as high as that of the military god Wuchenghou, he is already very transcendent among the princes.

The Zhenxi Army has basically become the private army of the Zhenxi Marquis. After all, Li Junwu said "my army" as soon as he opened his mouth.

Moreover, after the rebellion was over, they were given surnames, titles, crown princes and tutors, and countless land deeds. Most importantly, their family also held several source crystal veins, which gave them a certain financial source.

In other words, the best choice for the Zhenxihou Mansion is to settle for the status quo.

No matter whether he sides with the royal family or his father, he will gain nothing.

Because even if his father rebels in the future, and Huangpao is really successful, if he rewards the Marquis of Zhenxi for his merits, will the Marquis of Zhenxi dare to do it?

I dare not ask for it.

Further up, the Marquis of Zhenxi will have to grant his father Xu Yinhe the title of rebel graduate.

The reason why dad dares to endure this rebellion graduation trick is because the size of the Prime Minister's Palace can already compete with the royal family.

And the Zhenxihou Mansion is still a few orders of magnitude behind.

There is no benefit if you succeed in taking sides, but if you fail to take sides, your whole family will be buried with you.

The income is completely out of proportion to the investment,

Neutrality is the best choice for Zhenxihou Mansion.

The two of them deliberated quietly for a while, and Li Junwu suddenly said:

"I'm going to Western Xinjiang."

"Ah?"

Suddenly hearing this, Xu Yuan looked at Li Junwu as if he were looking at a monster, and said strangely:

"You, Li Junwu, are going to Western Xinjiang?"

Seeing the look in Xu Yuan's eyes, Li Junwu was so angry that he wanted to pick up a wine bottle and smash it on Xu Yuan's head, but he held it back and said one word at a time:

"Yes, I, Li Junwu, am going to Western Xinjiang."

"Aren't you kidding?"

Li Junwu clenched his fists and asked:

"I can't go?"

Xu Yuan took a breath:

"Going there to travel?"

"You're so big!"

Li Junwu couldn't hold back his temper, so he turned around and kicked Xu Yuan with a whip.

"Pa—"

Xu Yuan grabbed her ankle, but the strong force of the whip made his palms numb and he took a breath:

"Holy shit, are you serious?"
To be continued...