Do you know what he claims? Do you know how he treats his enemies? I suspect that when he was in the Bixin Palace, everything was pretending, pretending to be bullied, pretending to know nothing, and only had a
Stubborn."
"I don't know what his name is, but I really want to see what he looks like now. That little carrot head back then was only a little tall at the age of fourteen." Lin Rou'er curled her lips with an innocent expression.
, still gesturing at the height with his hand, not believing that North Vietnam would be much higher than that.
"Your Majesty, you are wrong. According to soldiers who have fought with him, Beiyue Heng is known as the North Vietnamese Wolf, and he is as fierce as a wolf in battle. He is more than eight feet long and tall and burly. He is truly a northerner.
The typical man is not the little carrot you mentioned."
The North Vietnamese wolf, with an eight-foot figure, oh my god, when she thought of these words and the different concepts of ancient and modern rulers, Lin Rou'er couldn't believe it. Could it be that the North Vietnamese had grown to the same height as modern basketball stars?
Lin Rou'er almost took a breath when she thought of such a daunting height. She would not believe such nonsense.[
"Okay, Your Majesty, don't be upset. I think this matter can be easily solved. Send me there and exchange the imperial seal back. I guarantee that he will not do anything to me.
Don't forget, I am the next palace master of Piaomiao Palace, who dares to do anything to me.
I dare to demolish the Jingxin Pavilion in the Royal Garden. If I want to demolish their North Vietnam Imperial Palace, it will be easy, don’t you think so?"
Lin Rou'er was wearing that weird night clothes and Ouyang Chen's yellow cloak, walking around in the imperial study room, talking. The tears on her face had long since dried, leaving only tear stains and the smile in her eyes.
It was so obvious and completely devoid of sadness that Luan Xiaoqing and Ouyang Chen were also infected by her.
"But Rou'er, exchanging you for a jade seal is ultimately unjustifiable." Ouyang Chen said with a solemn expression as before.
"Don't be so old-fashioned. Just think of it as sending me on a trip. He has to provide me with good food and drink. Does he still want to do anything to me?
Back then, he called me sister, and if I went to North Vietnam, I would be a princess, wouldn’t I?”
Lin Rou'er still spoke innocently, never thinking that Beiyue Heng was no longer the little boy he was back then. He was a full-blooded adult man. He was just eighteen years old this year, and he was still the ruler of a country. He could get the wind if he wanted it.
If you want it to rain, it will rain.
"But..." Ouyang Chen wanted to say that maybe he didn't want you to be his sister at all, but he didn't say it out loud because he was afraid that Lin Rou'er would give more reasons to refute him.
So he finally shook his sleeves, sighed, turned around, walked back to the desk, sat down and said, "Anyway, I won't trade you."
After Luan Xiaoqing listened to Lin Rou'er's words, thinking of her character of not suffering any disadvantages, she felt that what she said was not unreasonable. After all, Beiyue Heng didn't dare to force her to do anything, so she turned to advise Ouyang Chen:
"Your Majesty, I think what Concubine Rou is saying is not unreasonable. Although Beiyue Heng hates the people who bullied him in the Bixin Palace, but towards Concubine Rou...
