Niao Ni
Chapter 568 A Tree of Blossoms, A Thousand Sounds of Qin, A Lone Figure
A gust of wind swept through the bamboo forest, Qing Qing You You (清清幽幽), slightly relieving the surrounding heat. The Xin Yang experts let out low shouts and charged towards Fan Xian. Fan Xian frowned and stepped back. His left arm twisted unnaturally, striking horizontally. His fist, stretched to its limit, suddenly blossomed like an old tree unfurling its leaves, slapping the side of an expert's face with a *pa* sound.
Although it wasn't a solid hit, it still knocked half of the expert's teeth out, blood flowing freely. He collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Fan Xian tiptoed, his domineering *zhenqi* surging through him. His entire body contracted, becoming like a faint shadow as he burst out of the encirclement. He looked at the people who were charging at him with gritted teeth, his eyes even more bloodshot, his palms trembling slightly.
As he had said to Xiao Yan Gongzi during their initial discussion, the current capital was practically an empty city for Fan Xian. The most powerful figures who could threaten him had all been drawn to Da Dong Mountain by the Emperor, whether they were experts from Northern Qi or the chilling ninth-rank swordsmen from Dong Yi City, all were drawn to that jade-like mountain as if by a magnet.
There were only three ninth-rank individuals in the capital. Old Master Qin was dead, and Ye Zhong was on his side. Fan Xian was confident that as long as he didn't get caught in a chaotic battle, who could kill him?
However, he couldn't find Wan'er and Da Bao, and he didn't dare to launch a direct assault. That's why he was betting again, knocking on the door of the Taiping Residence – perhaps a bit arrogant, but actually a sign of helplessness. Faced with the Chang Princess's methods, Fan Xian, as Yin Li (阴戾) and domineering as he was, could only temporarily shed his霸道 demeanor and seek other ways.
However, these Xin Yang experts didn't know that Master Fan was planning a verbal attack. In their shock, they naturally attacked with all their might. Someone was seriously injured at the first encounter. What kind of bloody battle would follow next?
Just then, the experts who were charging towards Fan Xian abruptly stopped. The crossbows that had emerged from the walls of the Taiping Residence also raised their arrows, no longer aiming at Fan Xian. Fan Xian narrowed his eyes, feeling a chill in his heart as he looked at the crossbows. But life was full of unavoidable circumstances. If he wanted Wan'er and Da Bao safe, he had to face this tiger mountain.
No one stopped Fan Xian from entering the residence. Countless eyes watched his every move, either openly or secretly. If he showed the slightest unusual reaction, a real assassination attempt would probably begin.
Because at this moment, an extremely elegant and faint sound of a *guqin* came from the Taiping Residence. The sound was like flowing water, clear and serene, bringing peace of mind to those who heard it.
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Since Her Highness the Princess had issued her order with the sound of the *qin*, the experts scattered throughout the Taiping Residence naturally no longer stopped Fan Xian from entering. However, their hearts were filled with endless doubts. Why did Her Highness allow Fan Xian to enter? Did she not know how fearsome Fan Xian was? Why not take advantage of Fan Xian's solitary arrival to kill him in one fell swoop?
More than a dozen people slowly escorted or monitored Fan Xian as he entered the main gate of the Taiping Residence, then stopped before the second bridge. The front was forbidden ground, and no one was allowed to enter without a personal order from Her Highness the Chang Princess.
Fan Xian stood before the bridge, looking down at the wooden planks. There were gaps between the planks, and he could see the clear river water below. In this section of the Taiping Residence, the Liujing River was separated by an island stone path, forming a pool of slow water, like a still lake. The water surface seemed to be eternally still, never flowing.
That clear and peaceful sound of the *guqin* came from the inner courtyard across the bridge, gently entering his ears. He looked down at the flowing water, listened to the *qin* music, seeming to want to judge the mood of the person playing.
After a moment, he carefully straightened his clothes, stepped onto the bridge, and walked steadily to the island. He pushed open the wooden door of the inner courtyard and quietly looked at the woman who was gently playing the strings of the *qin* in the lakeside pavilion at the heart of the island. He clasped his hands and bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness."
The sound of the *qin* did not stop in the slightest due to this sudden greeting. That pair of scallion-like fingers and jade-like wrists plucked and pressed on the strings, still so steady.
Li Yunrui lowered her head slightly, seeming to focus all her attention on the seven strings of the *guqin* in front of her. Only her wrist sank slightly, her fingertips sliding to the right, making the sound of the *qin* even more subtle and elegant than before.
The small lake at the heart of the island was stirred by the autumn wind, creating a few ripples. The stones around the lake were green, reflecting the beauty of the surrounding low hills. A pavilion stood on the hill, but the person and the *qin* were not in the pavilion, but under the flowering trees. The flowers on the trees were lightly pink, and he did not know what their name was. The autumn wind wrinkled the green pond, brushing the梢 of the flowering trees. Water moved, and petals fell like rain, landing on the wide sleeves of the Chang Princess's ancient gown, as if decorating it with slightly darker flower shadows.
Fan Xian quietly looked at that place, at Li Yunrui's serene and tranquil face that still could not hide its charm. Today, the Chang Princess was not heavily made up, but only lightly drew her eyebrows, but she rendered the inherent allure of her essence as overflowing the entire garden. A head of dark and beautiful long hair was draped over her shoulders, only tied in a knot with a silk scarf behind her head, making her look even more pure and unrestrained.
She was lowering her head to play the *qin*, her eyelids drooping slightly, her long eyelashes softly resting on her jade-like skin, making Fan Xian couldn't help but think of the eyes his wife had inherited from her.
If he didn't know who she was, if he didn't deliberately associate her age, then any man would have to admit the charm of this woman.
Fan Xian walked along the stone embankment beside the lake, squinting slightly in the sound of the *qin*, and then opened his mouth and said, "Yan Xiaoyi is dead."
The sound of the *qin* was still low and humming, occasionally rising with a few vibrato sounds, indicating that she already knew about this and did not need to say more.
"Qin Heng is dead," Fan Xian stared at her hands and said softly.
Li Yunrui's two fingers on her right hand slid over the fourth string, pressing it twice, making the *guqin* under her fingers gave out a leisurely sound.
Fan Xian did not hesitate at any moment, and his plain and powerful words directly pressed in, "Qin Ye is also dead."
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Li Yunrui still did not raise her head. However, the speed at which the seven strings of the *guqin* were plucked became slower and slower, gradually approaching a tragic tone. However, the *guqin* was elegant and淡,悲 but not mournful. The faint emotion of parting was fully revealed, but in the slight tremor of the wide sleeves behind those hands, one could vaguely capture the Chang Princess's emotions.
Suddenly, the sound of the *qin* became high-pitched again. However, the sound of the *guqin* was originally known for its low and ancient elegance. No matter how fast the fingertips plucked, the音域 was still limited within that range. The playing, which should have been full of戾气, used a slowness that was completely different from the feeling of speed, declaring a pure and harmonious taste.
Only the confident can奏出正音.
At this time, Fan Xian had already walked under the flowering tree, to her side, looking down at the琴弦 that rose and fell like waves. He suddenly opened his mouth and said, "The world calls me a talented person, but I am completely ignorant of music. What you put your mind into is probably just like playing the *qin* to a cow for me."
Li Yunrui should not have heard of the phrase "playing the *qin* to a cow." She was still lowering her head, intoxicated and single-mindedly stroking the琴弦. She didn't even know who this song was being played for. It was just that Fan Xian happened to come to Taiping at this time.
Fan Xian was thick-skinned and never knew what shyness was. Seeing that the other party ignored him, he smiled self-deprecatingly and sat down next to the Chang Princess, and then very naturally said to her profile, "Ye Zhong has rebelled."
The sound of the *qin* suddenly became chaotic. With a muffled sound of *weng*, it spread throughout the lakeside, green hills and flowering trees. The strings struggled for a while, and three of them snapped!
The Chang Princess slowly raised her head, looking into Fan Xian's eyes. She only used a moment to recover her calm emotion, and said, "Every time I see you, I don't seem to hear any good news."
Although in the past few years, the Chang Princess and Fan Xian have been standing on their own positions and constantly competing and conflicting. The two people's struggles have run through the major events of the Qing Kingdom's court in these years, yet it is strange to say that Fan Xian and she have not met many times. This pair of enemies who have become each other's greatest enemies are actually not very familiar with each other.
"If you want to hear good news, then along with the good news should be my head," Fan Xian said softly to the Chang Princess, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally scanning around. It was a pity that he found nothing, and his eyes dimmed slightly for a moment.
At this time, the Chang Princess's hands were quietly resting on the *guqin* with broken strings. Her eyes were slightly closed. Her complexion, which was already extremely白皙, now appeared even clearer and whiter, even about to become transparent. The alluring blush of usual was gone, and he didn't know where it went.
Fan Xian suddenly appeared in the Taiping Residence, indeed beyond her expectations. This was because Fan Xian was too fast. The people she had left in the rebel army had not had time to report the specific situation in the capital. And she vaguely felt a trace of a problem, so she didn't do anything to Fan Xian in the first time, but let him come in to see how the second half of the story would happen.
Moreover, she was holding Fan Xian's lifeline in her hand, so she didn't care about what kind of heavenly skills this good son-in-law had.
It was just that Fan Xian's four facts in a row made the Chang Princess's mind finally loosen. Although the news of Yan Xiaoyi's death had already been guessed by her after Fan Xian appeared in Kyoto, she couldn't help but feel a slight sadness when she got the personal confirmation from the person concerned. After all, this Commander-in-Chief had always been her confidant, and she had promoted him with one hand, and he had been loyal to her.
The deaths of Qin Heng and Qin Ye also made the Chang Princess somewhat心悸. She didn't expect the situation in Kyoto to have evolved into this state. Fan Xian's last sentence revealed all the answers, making her finally angry.
But after being angry for a moment, the Chang Princess had already calmed down. She opened her eyes, and her lips exhaled like orchids, but there was some faint sadness, "But you still want to ask me."
"Since I'm here, you can naturally guess what happened in the capital." Fan Xian lowered his head slightly, sitting naturally next to the Chang Princess. He and the Chang Princess knew each other's hearts. The reason why he dared to enter alone, and the Chang Princess let him enter, was because they were holding each other's lifelines in their hands, and neither of them wanted to cut off all possibilities in the first time.
The Chang Princess had seized Wan'er and Da Bao, and Fan Xian had already gained an irreversible advantage in Kyoto.
Li Yunrui suddenly lowered her head, and her wide sleeves covered the *guqin* with断弦. The light-colored clothes trembled slightly under the drive of her shoulders, looking very pitiful.
"I'm here to ask you," Fan Xian said sincerely, "Let's call it off."
When Li Yunrui heard the three words "Let's call it off," she suddenly raised her head and looked at Fan Xian with a淡漠 gaze, without saying a word. Although her eyes were淡漠, Fan Xian saw a hint of deep-seated幽怨 in them. It was obvious that this幽怨 was not directed at him, but pierced through himself, directly stabbing certain people who were not present.
"Call it off? What qualifications do you have to say these three words to me?" Li Yunrui smiled微讽, picked up a light petal on her shoulder, and said, "Ye Zhong would actually rebel... This is indeed beyond my expectations, but since you are here, what do I have to worry about? Perhaps many people are afraid of your martial power, your mind, the Supervisory Council, but only I, from the very beginning, have never worried about your existence."
Fan Xian was silent.
"Everyone thinks that under your bright exterior is a ruthless person." The Chang Princess looked at him 微嘲, "I have to say, in the past few years, you have disguised yourself quite well in the Supervisory Council, making people think that when they encounter great interests, you can transform into a person who doesn't recognize your family. But I know... you never have been."
"So you caught Wan'er and Da Bao, and you are not willing to let them go for a moment," Fan Xian interrupted her words.
"Two years ago, I said that you seem to be powerful, but in reality, you are vulnerable." Li Yunrui said slowly, "You care about too many people in this world, and your whole body is full of lifelines. I just grab one at random, and you can't turn over... Otherwise, why wouldn't you stay in Kyoto and secretly run to my place?"
Fan Xian lowered his head, and after a while, he said quietly, "I must admit that you are indeed very accurate in seeing people. I care too much about my relatives, which makes it too inconvenient for me to handle things."
"Take Wan'er as an example. You can use your own daughter's life to threaten your son-in-law, but I can't do it. On the contrary, for Wan'er's life, I am willing to give my life. In the past ten days, I have been suffering from this torment night after night. In the end, I must admit this."
Hearing these words, a faint light appeared in the Chang Princess's slightly lowered eyelashes.
Fan Xian looked straight at the smooth lake surface and the petals that were slowly flowing with the waves, and said calmly, "But... being willing to give your life and being coerced are two different concepts. If Wan'er is sick and needs my head to cure her, perhaps I will cut it off. But if my death is of no benefit to Wan'er's safety, why should I do this?"
He turned to look at her and said, "I came today to ask you to understand that threatening me is useless... Of course, we can talk about what kind of good ending this matter can have."
"I care about many people, and my whole body is full of lifelines." Before the Chang Princess could speak, Fan Xian blocked the last way out, "But precisely because there are many lifelines, it is no longer a lifeline. I can't turn against me just for Wan'er. In that case, what about my father? What about the two brothers, Lao Da and Lao San? They are all relatives, so naturally I can't tell which is more important. Presumably Wan'er will also agree with my view and approach."
The Chang Princess couldn't help smiling and shaking her head. Fan Xian's words had blocked all the ways for her to threaten her. Although she could still try it, her thoughts had already drifted to other places. She sighed幽幽, "The two brothers Lao Da and Lao San, it seems that you finally admitted your identity. Our Lao Li family's men are always so hypocritical and shameless. What's the benefit of you saying so much? It's nothing more than forcing me to attack, and then you can comfort yourself that Wan'er and that idiot's death has nothing to do with you. You are just compelled to do so, because of family and righteousness, you can only stand by and watch... The one who has lost her conscience is me, and the one who is sad and comforted by thousands of people afterwards is you."
She looked at Fan Xian's face and said with a smile, "Don't you think you are very shameless?" She paused and then laughed self-deprecatingly, "This is very similar to your father."
At this time, the father she was talking about was naturally His Majesty the Emperor. Fan Xian was silent for a moment and then said, "It is shameless to have the intention to do evil and cover it up. I was forced to the point where I had no choice. Deep down in my heart, I don't want Wan'er to have the slightest mishap."
The two people's negotiations fell into a stalemate. Fan Xian could kill the Chang Princess at will at this time, but Wan'er and Da Bao, whose traces had not been seen until now, were probably being guarded by the Xin Yang experts in a certain corner. If Fan Xian made a move, the first to die would probably be Wan'er.
Fan Xian's face was calm, but deep down in his heart, he began to feel anxious. Because he was facing such a desperate young woman, and he couldn't give her anything she wanted, what should he do next?
The Chang Princess's expression became serious, completely contrary to her beautiful face and pure makeup at this time. She stared blankly at the lake surface and said, "I said before that our Lao Li family's men are shameless, but in fact, there is nothing wrong with that. His Majesty did not kill me in the Guangxin Palace last time, in order to give me a chance. On the one hand, it would be in line with his wishes, and on the other hand, he could kill me righteously, and not have to worry about how to describe this period of history in the future history books."
She looked at Fan Xian and said calmly, "He has never truly cherished me, his sister. Since he has so confidently given me this opportunity, I will definitely give him a big surprise."
In Fan Xian's view, the Emperor's trip to Da Dong Mountain to offer sacrifices to the heavens was indeed taking a great risk, and he completely underestimated the Chang Princess's means. Being able to invite two great masters from foreign countries, mobilize rebel troops to surround the capital, such a strong persuasion ability and organizational ability, such a big plan, it was really hard to imagine that it was a weak woman who shouldered it alone.
However, Ye Zhong's knife also made Fan Xian understand a truth. The Chang Princess had set up a big game, but His Majesty had set up an even bigger game. The only ones who could completely destroy the Chang Princess were her brother or that old lame man who seemed a bit strange in this matter.
"Anzhi, I want to ask you a question," the Chang Princess suddenly said, "In the past, I also tried to repair my relationship with you, but why have you always kept your hand behind you?"
Before Fan Xian could answer, Li Yunrui抢先 said indifferently, "Don't say it's because I once tried to kill you, and don't say it's because some of your confidants died in my hands... You and I both know what kind of person you are. Perhaps you are affectionate and righteous to your family and friends, but it doesn't mean that you are really a passionate man."
Fan Xian was silent, and after a while, he said, "It's actually very simple. You are not willing to退, and His Majesty... naturally will not accept me and you becoming close." In fact, he didn't want to talk about these old things with the Chang Princess at this time. However, the Chang Princess had掐死 his lifeline, so he had to虚以委蛇 here.
The Chang Princess did not seem to be reviewing the past after the failure of her great plan. Fan Xian's heart震, staring at the Chang Princess's eyes, he saw her lowering her head slightly and said, "Don't misunderstand, I don't have the desire to join hands with you again. Whether my Emperor brother lives or dies this time, I don't have much interest in this world."
Fan Xian suddenly found her expression very萧索.
"The Emperor is indeed still the strongest person in the world," Li Yunrui suddenly smiled and said, "I made a big mistake, thinking that he just wanted to use the Dongshan offering to the heavens to lure out Uncle Liuyun to狙杀, but I didn't expect him to have such a strong ambition. It seems that these more than ten years of low-key forbearance have made him somewhat unbearable of loneliness."
Fan Xian's entry into the garden brought her continuous bad news. With the Chang Princess's genius planning ability, she naturally guessed the truth on Da Dong Mountain in the shortest time, guessed the Emperor's intention, and understood why she had not received any news from the Dongshan Road for five days.
"Don't think that the news from Dongshan Road has been blocked, which proves that the Emperor is still alive." The Chang Princess closed her eyes slightly and said幽幽, "That old lame man can also do this. The situation on Da Dong Mountain is probably not what you expect."
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"Since Ye Zhong has made a move, Grandmaster Liuyun will naturally make a move," Fan Xian said in a low voice.
A trace of expression that saw through everything appeared on the Chang Princess's face, and she said 淡淡, "Although Si Gu Jian and Ku He believe that Ye Liuyun is my person, how could those two old monsters... so easily believe a Qing person?"
Li Yunrui's eyes narrowed, but there was no feeling of幽冷厉杀, only 淡漠 and indifference, "You and the Emperor seem to have misunderstood one thing... After all, I am a Qing person. I have spent my whole life thinking about how to help my Emperor brother unify the world. How could I not calculate the future dangers of the Qing Kingdom when I am about to leave?"
"I have never underestimated my Emperor brother. I believe that even in desperation, he still has a妙手 that can turn things around, but I didn't expect that his妙手 was Uncle Liuyun."
"But... I never thought about letting Ku He and Si Gu Jian go back alive from the beginning. The Four Grandmasters will be at Dongshan. Even if Uncle Liuyun makes a move, it is only a two-on-two situation. What kind of people are Ku He and Si Gu Jian? If the Emperor wants to陰死 two Grandmasters, he is thinking too simply."
"I trust my Emperor brother, so I believe that even if he dies, he will拖两位 Grandmasters to be buried with him. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of his wisdom and strength?" The Chang Princess said 淡漠, "At that time, it will be that my Qing Kingdom has Uncle Liuyun, but Northern Qi and Dongyi are无人支撑... And what is the difference in the evolution of the current situation? Uncle Liuyun made a move, and the Four Grandmasters were all destroyed... and there is no difference from my idea."
"Grandmaster monsters like this should not exist in the world."
"Without the Grandmasters, with the military and national strength of my Da Qing, we would have unified the world long ago. Why wait until today?"
"No matter how Da Dong Mountain changes, it is of great benefit to my Da Qing."
"The Four Grandmasters will be at Dongshan. Once they all die, that kind of momentum, do you think His Majesty can survive by chance?"
Without allowing Fan Xian to speak, the Chang Princess coldly砸出 sentence by sentence,砸的 Fan Xian's lips were dry, and he didn't know how to answer. He didn't expect that the Chang Princess had never thought about letting the Grandmasters on Da Dong Mountain live from the beginning. However, she was not a god after all, and could not calculate all the details. However, the development of the current situation did not seem to be too different from her expectations.
The only variable was that it appeared in Kyoto, in his own survival from Da Dong Mountain and on Ye Zhong's knife.
"If the four old guys and the Emperor die together, do you think I would care about who can sit on the Dragon Throne? Even if you control Kyoto, I am a little disappointed that Chen Qian cannot ascend the throne. However... what are these small setbacks?" The Chang Princess glanced at Fan Xian and said sarcastically, "Apart from Lao San, who is still young, His Majesty's five sons, even the most useless Lao Er, can lead Da Qing to conquer the world."
"Use the Four Grandmasters to be buried with His Majesty." A trace of proud and crazy brilliance appeared on the Chang Princess's face, "Presumably he will be satisfied to have such four guards in the阴间, and send his son a big world, and I will be worthy of him."
"Then what about you?" Fan Xian said with a hoarse voice. Only at this time did he truly understand why his father and Chen Pingping had been saying in his ear that this woman was a madman, a madman... Indeed, she had caused such a big thing, but she didn't care who could survive to the end in the Kyoto war, or who could sit on the Dragon Throne. Anyway, they were all members of the Li family, and anyway, they were all His Majesty's sons.
"Me?" The Chang Princess looked at her good son-in-law like looking at a stupid thing, and said幽幽, "Which one do you want to be, the clod of earth on the ground or the dazzling meteor in the world? When a person lives in this world, they only need to bloom their own brilliance. People's words are not enough to be afraid of, and history books do not need to be忌. People like the Emperor who like face will eventually need me to help them."
Although he knew that the final break between the Chang Princess and the Emperor was caused by his own hand, Fan Xian still couldn't help but ask with a沙哑 voice, "...But why do you do this?"
The question was very implicit, but the Chang Princess heard it clearly. She glanced at the Qing幽古朴 scenery of this Taiping Residence and said slowly, "Because he betrayed me, because I want to prove to everyone that a woman can also rewrite the history that these stinky men have dominated for many years."
She slowly stood up, and the petals slid off her body, looking very beautiful.
Fan Xian listened blankly to this speech, especially the last sentence, which he had heard in the Guangxin Palace, which was very刺耳 and惊心.
Li Yunrui looked at the scenery of the Taiping Residence with a greedy gaze and said with a low voice不舍, "When I was a child, I liked this courtyard, but my brother always didn't let me come. Later, I asked my father and Emperor for it, and I was scolded by my brother. At that time, the mistress of this courtyard was so domineering."
She smiled slightly, rotating her body, driving the neighboring flowering trees to tremble slightly, and more than a dozen petals fell again. She looked at Fan Xian and said lightly and娇媚, "Tell me, have I finally surpassed your mother now?"
At this time, Fan Xian had already fallen into a kind of inexplicable emotion. He suddenly heard these words and didn't know how to answer at all. He could only laugh bitterly again and again.
The Chang Princess stepped on the grass with bare feet and danced slowly, with a kind of gentle, relaxed and愉悦 emotion.
Looking at this scene, for some reason, Fan Xian felt incomparably angry. Yes, you stand higher than everyone else, and see farther than everyone else. Whether it is His Majesty the Emperor or Li Yunrui, their eyes have not been placed on Kyoto from the beginning, but they are staring at Da Dong Mountain, staring at the four Grandmasters who should not exist in the world in the first place, but...
How many people died? How many tragedies of family destruction and death have occurred in Kyoto? How many Qing soldiers lost their heads and lost their lives just because you wanted to leave a name on the 青史? How many people are crying, how many people are sad?
"You are not as good as her," Fan Xian suddenly said.
The Chang Princess's bare feet suddenly stopped on the lawn. She turned her head and looked at Fan Xian with a cold gaze, as if she was waiting for him to give an explanation.
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and still sat on the ground, saying slightly嘲, "When my mother came into this world, she at least made the Qing people laugh, but you can only make the world cry."
Li Yunrui smiled indifferently, showing a嘲讽 look, and was not moved at all.
However, the next sentence of Fan Xian made her angry, because Fan Xian shook his head and said with a very理所当然 tone, "I have seen my mother's portrait, and I must say... she is more beautiful than you."
Fan Xian laughed, "Everyone loves Ye Qingmei, don't they?"
He stood up, patted the grass clippings off his ass, and didn't even look at Li Yunrui's expression. Since he knew that the Chang Princess had the determination to die from the beginning of the planning, and only sought the final brilliance in the world, and then chased after her情哥哥 in the underworld, Fan Xian was tired. He just wanted to stimulate the other party, seek a变数, and find a way to rescue Wan'er and Da Bao.
Of course, there was also a big doubt surrounding his heart.
The Emperor... can he survive in the clash of the Grandmaster war... alive?
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(When I wrote that everyone loves Ye Qingmei, I naturally thought of the TV series and the segment in Zhu Que Ji where everyone loves Ye Xiang Seng. However, this love is not that love. I will turn my head to write Da Dong Mountain tomorrow. In fact, I am very afraid in my heart, because I am really worried about my ability. Please be more tolerant and supportive... It would be most worthwhile to support some monthly tickets... I am scratching my head and傻笑 like Da Bao.)