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195 Wake up, I really don't want to do anything today!

"Hiss, Xiao Xiruo really took the emperor out of the palace in a low-key manner. Didn't she mean to cause trouble at all?"

Under the Zhengyang Gate, Xie Fengzheng, who had settled his nephew, gathered with Hua Qingsong and others, and they summed up everything.

There is no way, Xiao Xiruo is really annoying!

Yes, her unreasonable trouble last night was resolved by their wit, so that not only did they not lose anything, but they also made a lot of money for the emperor.

But the emperor agreed so simply that after they returned home, they all tossed and turned, feeling that there was definitely something they hadn't expected.

And this unexpected thing must have Xiao Xiruo's true purpose.

no!

It was not easy for them to get this opportunity. Seeing that the duck was almost in their mouth, there was nothing they could do to get rid of this evil concubine Xiao Xiruo!

So they worked together overnight and finally formulated a plan to send people to guard Xiao Xiruo and monitor each other's every move at all times!

In their imagination, a high-profile person like Xiao Xiruo would definitely encourage the emperor to follow the Suzaku Road and be praised by the people around him.

It is unlikely that there will be some accidents on the road, so as to blatantly steal the limelight from both groups.

So Xie Feng wrote a letter of consolation overnight, almost emptying the inventory in his mind, just to teach his subordinates who went to squat in front of the palace gate how to persuade the emperor to abide by his promise, such as taking a detour...

But before their people could persuade them, the emperor and Xiao Xiruo actually took a detour on their own!

Moreover, the entire ceremony was extremely low-key, and even the imperial army only brought Cheng Kang's team.

No matter who saw it, they would probably comment that they really didn’t want to steal the limelight and were really low-key.

However, Xie Feng, Hua Qingsong and others, who had been hurt many times by Xiao Xiruo's pretense and had to pay a lot of money for it, now no longer believed the other party's so-called low profile.

After one round of voting, ten out of ten people felt that there was something wrong with Xiao Xiruo!

So Xie Feng waved his hand and said:

"Follow! Keep following me! Send a group of people to follow!"

As a result, on the sparsely populated East Street, the royal guard of honor walked calmly in front, while a group of spies chased behind.

Wen Susu raised the car curtain from time to time, unable to hide the speechless look on her face. She said in her heart that if she hadn't reached out and pulled her, Chu Jiaojiao beside her would have rushed out to fight.

She was surprised. Their little noble concubine was so low-key today. What else could these people be worried about?

They were just out for a formality...

"How many? Five, fifty? Are they crazy? Send so many people to follow us?"

Inside the sandalwood carriage with the lingering fragrance, Xiao Xiruo's bright eyes widened slightly, and Feng Wuyan couldn't help laughing because of the frightened look on his face.

The boy seemed to find it amusing, so he stretched out his hand and scratched her chin like a cat.

Naturally, Xiao Xiruo raised his hand and slapped him away without mercy.

Xiao Xiruo's mind twitched when she thought of how she dragged this bitch to sleep last night, only to be rejected with a smile.

Is she a gangster?

Yes!

Not okay!

She didn't want to do anything to Feng Wuyan at all. She just watched him sitting by the bed, looking cute and pitiful, like a wronged large dog.

Besides, even if she wanted to, could she, a weakling and sickly person, still be able to force him?

Well, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more heartbroken she became. Xiao Xiruo turned her head away bitterly and decided to have a unilateral cold war with the great beauty for as long as a stick of incense.

Of course, this was the third time this morning that she didn't want to talk to him.

With his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, Feng Wuyan had obviously figured out Xiao Xiruo's way of getting angry. At that time, he leaned in front of the girl and coaxed in a low voice:

"This little girl, why are you sulking alone here? Who made you unhappy? Can I deal with him for you?"

"Oh? How to deal with it?" Xiao Xiruo curled her lips and said with a half-smile: "The person who makes this girl angry is rough-skinned and thick-bodied, so just beating him is not enough. If you are willing, then beat him to death.

.Fight now, this girl is watching~"

"So cruel?"

Feng Wuyan raised his eyebrows, and was about to ask his little sick guy if he could negotiate the price, but the other party gave him a playful "hmm".

Bargain?

This girl won’t bargain with you!

I don’t believe it anymore, I can’t cure you today!

Then……

Then she was hugged by Feng Wuyan.

The young man gently buried his head in the crook of her neck, and his warm breath flowed along her skin and into her heart, making her heart speed up unconsciously.

There was no further transgression, only a pious apology with a hint of grievance.

"Xiruo, I was wrong."

Xiao Xiruo wanted to say "No, you're right", but someone took a step back and suddenly raised his eyes and looked into her eyes for a moment.

Gentle, caring, aggrieved, pitiful...

All the above words combined with the beautiful face in front of her were so stunning that at least she, Xiao Xiruo, couldn't bear to see his wronged face...

"Xiruo, please stop being angry with me, okay?"

Lifting her head and taking a deep breath, Xiao Xiruo reluctantly said "Okay" after a fierce...well, to be more precise, a mental struggle over moral integrity.

I have no choice but to pamper the beautiful woman I have found. If I don’t pamper him, who will pamper her?

Ever since, the evil dragon hugged his bad rabbit again and licked his lips, and in a daze he understood that men who can act coquettishly have the best fate.

At seven o'clock in the morning, all the people in front of Zhuque Street were rejoicing.

Dressed in formal clothes, ritual music played, feather fans and flags, flowers and brocades.

"Open the city gate~"

With the shrill voice of the eunuch Haigui, the gate of Kyoto finally opened with the combined efforts of all the soldiers. In the distance, everyone could hear the roar of iron hooves stepping on the ground and the advancing cavalry.

Finally, a military flag with gold characters on an ink background stood tall and proud, with large characters on it and iron paintings with silver hooks. Just one glance made countless people cheer for it.

That is the word "Xiao", which is the undefeated myth of Yan Dynasty for thirty years, the passion in the hearts of countless men, and the lifelong pursuit of all military generals.

A noble family, a female general, and a noble concubine. This kind of honor was the first time even in the Yan Dynasty that lasted for more than two hundred years.

Not to mention the common people, even Feng Qi, who believed that he was extremely confident and could definitely suppress today's situation, was also beating a drum in his heart at this moment.

Because he knows very well how arrogant Xiao Yi is at the same age as him...

He was a natural-born general. These words were not said by him, but by his father who was seriously ill a few years ago.

Close, getting closer...

Looking nervously outside the door, Feng Qi saw a slender figure coming into the wind, with a black horse riding as fast as lightning.

However, what was faster than that lightning was a clear chirp that resounded through the sky and reached directly to the sun and moon.

The raptor flapped its wings, and a pair of sharp eyes fell like arrows towards the delicate but bright figure on the Zhengyang Gate.

Who is that?

He is the little master he longs for~
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