"Princess Yan is careful!"

Nangong Yu completely turned cold, with dark and cold eyes staring at Xi Liangyan's beautiful face, which no longer seemed a bit distorted and ferocious.

Said word by word:

"If Princess Yan dares to use those two words to describe Ge'er, I will--"

"Just what? Will you fight this palace?"

Xi Liangyan was not afraid of Nangong Yu's cold face at all. When he heard Nangong Yu's words, he immediately sarcastically returned without hesitation.

"Your Highness the Emperor of the Imperial King dares to take this action. Are you not afraid that my Western Vietnamese cavalry will step onto the border of Nanliang? Is the Emperor of Nanliang blamed him? The crime of destroying diplomatic relations between the two countries is not something that you, a prince who is a palace maid, can afford to bear?!"

Xiliangyan just looked down on Nangong Yu and wrote it clearly on the beautiful little face.

"And, isn't Your Highness the Emperor Yu really afraid that he will become the same as Feng Qingcheng? There are many ways to make people live and die. ~"

“…”

Looking at the beautiful and dangerous girl in front of her, Nangong Yuxuan's fist under her black sleeves was squeaking and creaking.

But, I really didn't dare to touch her at all.

The people of Western Yue are very proficient in witchcraft and poison skills.

Maybe the moment you touched her skin, the fatal poison that killed people invisibly was planted into your body quietly along the skin.

Nangong Yu is the one who will be the emperor of the Nanliang Kingdom in the future. How could he take risks and use his life to bet on Xiliang Yan's ruthlessness to be toxic?

I had to endure it in a grievance.

At this moment, Nangong Yu’s confrontation with Xiliangyan is probably a typical legendary example.

I can't stand her, but I can't beat her, right?

“…”

Xi Liangyan sneered, and looked at Nangong Yu's beautiful eyes and became more contemptuous and disdainful.

This Nangong Yu is just a show of appearance!

She looks pretty, but in fact she is a coward. How can she compare to her senior brother Feibai?

The son of a palace maid is the son of a palace maid.

Even if he wears gorgeous clothes and gives him the identity of the prince and prince, he still cannot change his lowly blood!

Xiliangyan holds his own identity and does not take Nangong Yu seriously at all.

After so long, Xi Liangyan has been able to see clearly what kind of man Nangong Yu is.

At this moment, she directly identified her true intention-

"I like Gong Feibai, and Your Highness, I like Murong Ge. We have a common goal, so why not cooperate?"

"I help you seize the throne of the Southern Liang Kingdom and get Murong Ge. At the same time, you must also help me take back my senior brother!"

Xiliangyan's slender jade fingers casually wrapped around a long black hair on his chest. Under the golden flow, he raised his eyebrows and eyes to Nangong Yu. His beautiful little face was full of confidence and determination.

It seemed that she was not worried that Nangong Yu would disagree.

Nangong Yu was silent, as if thinking about something.

a long time.

"good."

Nangong Yu answered one word.

Xiliangyan smiled, "Then, Your Highness, the cooperation is pleasant."

Then, Xiliangyan heard Nangong Yu ask, "Feng Qingcheng..."

After all, he was the woman from his previous life, Nangong Yu couldn't help but ask.

"What, Your Highness, Do you know Feng Qingcheng too?"

Xiliangyan was a little confused. How could the dignified Imperial King know a concubine?
Chapter completed!