"You can't hide anything from you." Si Hongchu smiled and said helplessly: "You know more than Wang Yidao, at least you know that I know Zhan Yueran,"

"Tell me, what is the process like? Is it settled?" Cao Peiru smiled and said, "If you want to hook up with Zhan Yueran, I can say something for you. Wang Yidao still has to give some face!"

"I really don't have to bother you to come forward this time..." Si Hongchu said proudly, but did not mention Guo Jiani, but took all the credit on himself and talked about how he encouraged himself to persuade Wang Yidao to change his mind and become a new person.

Cao Peiru slowly shook her head: "I don't believe it!"

Si Hongchu said anxiously: "Why don't you believe it?"

"First of all, I know you, and you are good at fooling around; secondly, I know Wang Yidao. If Guo Jiani successfully signs a contract, it will be fine to get hundreds of millions of profits in half a year with his means. If he can let him go, there must be more significant benefits..." After a pause, Cao Peiru said word by word: "So you should tell the truth!"

Since he could not hide it, Si Hongchu simply told the truth. After hearing this, Cao Peiru frowned tightly: "What did you say? Guo Jiani?"

"Wang Yidao seems a little afraid of this person!"

"This Guo Jiani..." Cao Peiru dragged her long voice and asked slowly: "Are you very beautiful and gives people a quirky feeling..."

Cao Peiru talked about a lot of appearance and personality traits, exactly the same as the Guo Jiani that Si Hongchu met. Si Hongchu nodded: "That's right, it's her."

"Damn, why did you get together with her?"

Si Hongchu was very puzzled: "Who is she?"

"The things about Guo Jiani are very complicated, and it is inconvenient to say on the phone..."

“Why is it inconvenient?”

"I'm afraid of being monitored!" Cao Peiru sighed, and told Si Hongchu: "I asked me to send your car to repair. It will be fine in two days. I will deliver the car to you myself. Let's talk about it when we meet!"

...

Fuso, Tokyo, Akiruo City, suburbs.

There is a huge classical building complex standing here, which is the ancestral property of the Xianyuangong family, and it has a history of countless years.

From a distance, this place looks like a huge palace, and I am afraid it is not much more convenient than the Emperor's residence.

The palace stands quietly under the setting sun, and the wind has not blown in for too long, like the towering Mount Fuji.

It is precisely because of this that everything here seems to be solidified, and no changes have occurred as time goes by. Even the historical changes in Fusang over the past century seem to have not affected this palace.

The sun sets in the west, and it is as night. The dull palace skipped a cold winter wind, and there is an inexplicable sense of solemnity.

Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high. The unique lines of Fusang buildings are stacked together with rigid and bright eaves, which looks like a black undulating sea from a distance.

Just under the eaves, there were bright lights and groups of warriors were running.

They all wore traditional kimonos, holding * in their hands, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Let those who don’t know see it, and they think they are traveling back to the shogunate era more than a hundred years ago, or they may think that they are filming films and TV series.

However, none of them were the case. The matter of the Immortal Palace family was on guard urgently, and a group of warriors were holding an emergency meeting.

A warrior asked, "Master Ghost Head, where do you think they will go this time?"

"I think they may divide their troops into two groups, first go around a few circles to attract us to pursue, and at the same time make some achievements to distract us, and then suddenly take action while we are unprepared..." This, known as the Ghost Head, is the commander of this group of warriors, with a solemn expression at this time: "So we must maintain our formation, everything must be done step by step, and never lose our footsteps."

"What should we do?"

"Well, that's it, Muto-kun, you bring ten people to ambush at the west gate, and Dongdao-kun brings twenty people to ambush at the back gate..." After thinking for a while, the ghost head added: "In addition, the gunman is clothed on the outer wall..."

"Turn the gun?" A warrior jumped: "Master Ghost Head, are you crazy?"

"Don't worry, you are using anesthesia bullets." Shaking his head, the ghost head continued: "Mutou and Higashima led two groups to chase each other, and then I would block them from the side and force them to the corner of the wall. The gunman fired the anesthesia bullets, which will definitely succeed."

"But what if they don't do this and head straight to the front door?"

"It doesn't matter, there is the King of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace of

When the ghost said this, he bowed deeply to the other warriors, with tears in his eyes.

Other warriors also bowed deeply to the ghost head, and one of them burst into tears: "We have defended the first twenty-three times. You have already had practical experience. The battle tonight will definitely be successful."

"That's right! You must succeed!" Guitou patted the warrior's shoulder hard and said firmly: "If you fail tonight, Guitou will definitely apologize for a caesarean section!"

The Ichiyuan Miyaki family has always lived in the most traditional Fusang style. There are at least 200 samurai in their family. Although the samurai class has become history in Fusang society, the samurai here still maintains traditions and pride for thousands of years.

Tonight they went all out, facing a fierce battle that could affect the Xianyuan Gong family, the four princes' families, and even the entire Fusang royal family.

At two o'clock in the morning, a warrior was reporting to the outpost. He held * in one hand and the walkie-talkie in the other: "Report, the first target appears, I have brought people to fight!"

No one cared about how ridiculous these samurai were wearing kimonos and holding a walkie-talkie.

When the ghost head heard this, his forehead immediately sweated: "The second group reported immediately whether he had discovered the second target!"

Muto immediately reported: "No second target was found, it never appeared, and he may not participate in the action tonight!"

The ghost head had just breathed a sigh of relief when a samurai voice sounded from the walkie-talkie: "Ximen discovered the target, his identity was unknown, and the red signal flare had already lit up, and he was fighting fiercely!"

The ghost head immediately ordered: "The mobile team quickly reinforced Ximen!"

"The mobile team chased after him, was circulating the first target, and had already arrived in front of the palace wall..."

All the warriors stood silently at their posts, and even though they knew that fierce battle had occurred, the warriors who were unable to do so remained motionless.

They kept their nervous guards and let the cold wind rush into the wide kimono, like sculptures.

If Lu Zhengming is invited to observe, I would like to praise him too, because these Fusang samurai have a high sense of organization, discipline and responsibility.

Finally, a message came from the main entrance: "It's surrounded..."

The ghost head closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, as if the thousand pounds in his chest were vomited out together: "Win!"

There was an open space in front of the main entrance of the Xianyuangong family. Several warriors surrounded him at this time. There was a black shadow in the middle of the open space. It seemed that there was no possibility of escape.

However, these warriors did not dare to take a step forward, but just looked at the black shadow silently.

The black shadow stood silently, facing dozens of ** with cold light, and was not afraid. He just put his hands on his chest and lowered his head to pretend to be cool.

After a while, the black shadow finally spoke, and it turned out to be a beautiful and graceful girl: "Stop catching it, you guys are in vain. I don't want to go back anyway!"

The warriors shouted in unison, full of energy: "Please go back!"

The girl gritted her teeth: "Don't force me!"

The warriors kept silent, but narrowed the encirclement.

The girl became popular: "My little universe is about to explode!"

The warriors once again showed their fearless spirit of facing death. One warrior even snorted disdain: "It's not that I've seen it before..."

At this moment, a black insinuation came and landed steadily opposite the girl, and it was the ghost head.

The ghost head looked at the girl, and after a moment, he knelt down with a "splash": "Your Highness, please stop making trouble. If you don't go back, I will have to have a caesarean section..."

The powerful warrior said, and actually cried, his nose snotted and tears were infected, which made other warriors around him cry.

The warriors knelt down together. The gunmen standing on the narrow wall could not kneel, but they had to kneel down. They looked at each other helplessly, and then rushed down one by one and fell back to the ground.

The girl walked to the lights and laughed loudly: "I know I'm afraid! Get out of here!"

She was in a middle-aged height, dressed in black, dressed like a Fusang ninja. Although she was in black, she still could not block the graceful curves. She saw her bulging front and back, and her chest and hips were trembling.

It seems that she is just seventeen or eighteen years old, with a sense of arrogance on her body, but a pretty face full of naughtiness.

This girl is the real sister of King Wangchuan, the head of the Xianyuan Palace family, and Xinwan, the Xianyuan Palace.

According to the Fusang tradition, when a royal child is born, he is called a prince or a prince according to his gender, and the prince is also called "Ji Zun".

Only the Emperor announced that the Emperor would personally enthrone the title, and the Prince could become the Prince and the Prince would become the Prince.

This system is somewhat similar to ancient China. Only a few princes can be granted a title, and many princes even have no titles for their whole lives.

As for the ordinary Fusang princes who were not announced, the male among the descendants is called King So-Share and the female is called Queen So-Share.

To date in World War II, there were only six inner princes in the royal family in Fusang, including the hidden royal family. The previous one, the inner prince, had given up his royal status and title of inner prince because he married a civilian, so there were actually only five.

From this we can see that Xin Wan, the Xianyuan Palace, is so noble that this inner prince is an anomaly among the Fusang royal family.

The ghost head stood up tremblingly, his nose and tears were hanging on his lips: "Your Highness, the ghost head has served the palace family in the idle courtyard all his life. He has no credit and hard work. Do you have the heart to watch me have a caesarean section?"

"What does it have to do with me if you are willing to have a caesarean section?"

"But this is a caesarean section for your Highness..."

"Shut up!" Xianyuan Gong Xinwan interrupted Guitou's words and said impatiently: "I have been tired of here for a long time. I have been wandering around here every day since I was a child. What is the difference between it and a cage bird? I have decided to leave the damn royal family and wander around the world to find the ideal in my heart!"

The ghost head turned around and winked, and the warriors applauded and cheered.

Xianyuan Gong Xinwan asked proudly: "Are you moved?"
Chapter completed!