The woman smiled sweetly and said slowly: "Then let me ask your husband to make some plans."
Song Yayu laughed, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, but he already had a plan.
The woman continued softly: "Don't worry too much in the palace these days. Whether to fight or not is just a matter of his thoughts. Unfortunately, the palace can only take action and not take the lead. If Marquis Dingtian comes a little later,
This shouldn't be the case.
But now that things have come to an end, we can only let nature take its course. It is best not to fight. If there is a fight, Prince Nan's Mansion does not have to worry. No matter how many plans there are, it is only determined by fighting. The ups and downs of the country depends on whether the Song family has such courage.
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Song Yayu nodded repeatedly and said loudly: "My wife's words are very suitable for my husband. One thing is that if Dingtianhou dies in a foreign land, not in the realm of Nanfu, what do you think will happen to Emperor Wanlong?"
"Husband, do you want to put the blame on others?"
Song Yayu's face turned hot, and he was slightly embarrassed and said: "This is what my husband really means."
The woman responded gently: "It doesn't matter if you don't stick to the customs and etiquette when you achieve great things. However, I think that Marquis Dingtian is very difficult to kill. If I am not careful, I may lose the army and the general."
"Madam, do you think it will anger him?"
The woman slowly shook her head and said calmly: "This kind of people will not go to war because they are angry. This man has a soft heart. Even if he knows that it is our Nanwangfu who is secretly the assassin, he will not go to war if he doesn't want to fight."
Song Yayu hummed, his expression cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The woman's jade turned slightly, reflecting the candlelight, her jade face was half hidden and half revealed. She had a beautiful and exquisite face, but her expression was a little indifferent, as if she was repelling people thousands of miles away, but people couldn't help but flock to them.
, it’s hard to let go.
It is no wonder that the heroes and nobles who fell under this girl's skirt in the Da Gan martial arts world were like crucian carp crossing the river, the young masters of aristocratic families, and the prodigal knights. They all wanted to win the beauty's smile, and they did not hesitate to risk life and death, and were indifferent to fame and fortune.
In the end, it was Song Yayu who brought the beauty home. Although it was a good story, it was a pity that many infatuated men were lost.
Among them, there are many talented people with famous family backgrounds who can compete with Song Yayu. It is the beauty Yu Hongyan who was famous in the martial arts of Dagan's previous generation. She has a sad look and a smile that delights thousands of families. When it comes to talent and beauty,
, still above the autumn dew of Concubine Lan in Prince Chun’s Mansion.
Seeing Song Yayu looking at her infatuatedly, Yu Hongyan smiled slightly and asked faintly: "Has he ever tasted water spirit fruit?"
"Water spirit fruit? I have tasted it before, but, madam, is there any mystery in it?" Song Ya was shocked and asked attentively.
"Oh, that's good." Yu Hongyan picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Song Yayu was quite puzzled and asked: "Madam, the subordinates in the palace have also checked carefully and found nothing hidden. Moreover, my husband and all the officials in the city have used it casually. Could it be that among them
What’s so mysterious about it?”
Yu Hongyan smiled faintly, put down her teacup, and asked, "What mystery do you think your husband has?"
"Well, Madam once said that she would ask Ding Tianhou to taste the water spirit fruit along the way, but she did not specify when and where. Could it be that Madam really has such means to ambush murderous intentions intentionally or unintentionally?"
Yu Hongyan smiled charmingly and said slowly: "Intentionally or unintentionally, I don't have the ability to hide things from the world. If my husband thinks there is a mystery, there will be a mystery. It's okay if I think it's just a joke."
Yu Hongyan was so enigmatic, but it made Song Yayu a little elusive. She asked in a deep voice: "Is it just a test? If so, Madam doesn't seem to care much. Could it be that Madam has other plans?"
"Oh, what if the husband guessed it?"
"Although the art of mixing poisons is a secret, our Nanwang Palace also knows a few things about it. However, this move is very risky. If Dingtianhou notices it, it will be no different from fighting him in broad daylight. Maybe it is the secret art of Southern Xinjiang. .”
Song Yayu's voice turned sharply and he whispered: "If it is a secret technique of southern Xinjiang that cannot be guarded against, I am convinced that Madam has this method."
Yu Hongyan smiled sweetly, but did not respond. Zhanyan replied: "Whether it is intentional or not, husband, why do you care? Maybe I just want to relieve the tension between Mu Tianlang and Nan Wangfu, husband." Don't pay too much attention, maybe Dingtianhou will remember this one day, and maybe it will pass without a trace, husband, just let it go."
Song Yayu looked at Yu Hongyan in astonishment, smiled bitterly for a long time and said, "After all, I can't guess Madam's intentions."
"The beginning of something is nothingness. If you have all your desires, you will end up with nothingness. It's night, husband, please rest early." Yu Hongyan said softly.
Song Yayu secretly sighed and said, "Won't you take a rest, madam?"
"I'll sit here for a while longer, husband, you don't have to wait for me anymore."
Song Yayu quietly retreated, leaving Yu Hongyan alone.
The beauty under the lamp is a little carefree, a little charming, like a fairy but almost a demon, but also a little cold in the heart.
I am so amazed at the first sight, I am afraid that I will linger again in heaven and earth, I hesitate to come closer, I fall in love at the third sight, I just hope to see the ripples, if I see it unintentionally, there is a chill that seems to be there or not, lingering, like a mystery, Like mist, like mirror flowers and water moon, it is fascinating and dangerous, and is extremely attractive.
Yu Hongyan dimmed the candle and looked at the last white stone that Song Yayu had dropped. She gently picked it up and put it aside. She pondered for a long time and then slowly dropped the black stone.
Halfway through the end game, only black stones were seen falling onto the board, but no white stones were seen. It was just that the Yu Hongyan black stones entered the board more and more slowly. Although there were no stones in the empty space above the board, they were clearly separated from the black stones. They were white stones. It was a unique dark chess game. .
After a long time, Yu Hongyan dropped the last sunspot, let out a breath, gently raised the catkins, leaned against the jade, and looked at where she was, lost in thought.
A gust of cool breeze sneaked in, extinguished the candlelight, and then quietly retreated out.
Since Li fell into the Nanwang Mansion, there has been an endless stream of guests in the mansion, and all the state officials and families have come to pay their respects. It is not known whether it is intentional or not, but the news of the Mu Tianlang generals entering the mansion has spread throughout Tiannan in just a few days. Although the Nanwang Mansion is mediating among the various mansions, they are still too much to be disturbed.
After Song Yayu returned home, he always wore plain clothes when meeting guests. He said that the royal clothes were only worn when welcoming distinguished guests, and he was still used to wearing plain clothes on weekdays.
Regardless of what the Nanwang Mansion did, Song Yayu did have a friendly air, was approachable, courteous to virtuous people, and had the air of a virtuous king.
Li Luo saw this in his eyes. Although he was a little surprised, he was not too shocked. However, after entering the government, he had never seen Mr. Wuque who was famous all over the world. His rising power was even greater than that of Song Yayu. It's a pity to lose.
Song Wuxiayan and his brother Song Wuque went to Minan Prefecture after their senior year. Although there was a message sent to Minan in the mansion, it is not known when Song Wuque would return. (To be continued.)