Madame General, Don’t Aggravate Me!

Mo Ziling heard that, his face was full of joy, and he clasped Su Biluo's arm, and tilted his head on her shoulder. He looked at Harmon provocatively, as if he really wanted him to repent immediately, confessing that he was wrong. .

Harmon stared at Mo Ziling, his deep blue eyes burst into flames, and he had been isolated from the world for nineteen years in a humble life in a straw skirt, like a hay and dry leaves, and was picked up by the provocation of this pretty girl Liaoyuan was thousands of miles away.

If he did not conquer her, he would not be the little prince of Harmon.

However, in the past few months, following Su Biluo, he has learned what it means to "curve to save the country."

Pressing the enthusiasm of the dissection, I pressed my right hand on the left heart and bowed slightly: "Harmon can do it. Harmon will definitely make the lady like me."

Su Biluo's satisfied jaw: "Well, this time, you are allowed to pursue, but you are not allowed to scare my little aunt, Mrs. I, after all, is short."

She handed a sharp little look, and Harmon bowed her waist down a bit: "Oh, Ma'am, even if Harmon returns to Zhongze, you are still Harmon's master. Harmon listens to what the lady said!"

Su Biluo smiled and said to Mo Ziling: "Look at Harmon, you also said that people are stupid stones. In fact, he was just rash and rash, and his heart was thin. If he really talked, absolutely Not worse than you. There are ideals, aspirations, and eagerness to change Zhongze. He is next to Xianggong just to learn lessons. These ladies all understand. "

She stood up, walked to Harmon and continued to say: "But Harmon, between ideal and reality, it takes effort to achieve it. It is better to put the children's private feelings aside and think about how to make your dad be the first. King. As the head of a family, what hindered your father from becoming king? "

Hammon praised: "Madam is really a hit. There are twelve tribes in Zhongze, namely: Datar, Tatar, Wuhuan, Xishen, Mongolian, Chidi, Changdi, Wuqu, Danliao, Bazaar , Jiali, McCa. The chiefs of the tribes always have conflicts and fight against each other for uneven distribution of food or land. Among them, Hawthorne, the chief of the Tatar tribe, and Mullen, the chief of the Tatar tribe, are the most arrogant and always occupy the most. In terms of supplies, although my father is the patriarch, he is also responsible for justice for any irregularities. However, we are guarding a Luoxia island, and the strength is not as good as the Datar tribe and the Tatar tribe. "

"Understood," Su Bi fell to his heart, "I think their arrogance is not only your father's dissatisfaction, but the other ten small tribes who are often bullied must also be dissatisfied?"

"Yes, ma'am." Harmon answered honestly.

"I heard that you are the number one warrior of your aborigines. Do you aborigines honor the" warriors "?" Su Biluo asked again.

"Yes, ma'am. In the event of an unresolvable dispute, it must be resolved by force, and the winner is king. If I were the number one warrior, Hawthorne and Mullen were the second and third warriors. The warriors of these two tribes There are more warriors than Luoxia Island. "

"Um ..." Su Biluo murmured and murmured, "Understood, Mrs. Ben has a way ..."

In a sudden, Su Biluo turned his head and asked Mo Junyi: "Emperor, the courtesan urges you to stay here in Zuoluo County for a while, and wait for the courtier to urge Harold Patriarch to become king. Ze, to Luoxia Island. "

"Why is this?" Mo Junyi couldn't help but ask.

Su Biluo said: "There are two reasons. One is that for Zhongze, although we are going to the country, we have to support Harold as high as possible and cut off the four largest pieces of land. It is inevitable that people feel disgusted. Although we want to provide assistance, but in their eyes, it is a conspiracy to invade with a small profit. Therefore, it is still low-key. The wife and wife originally promised them to come again, and the private visit of the wife and wife first, to It will be more appropriate for the materials to repay their life-saving grace. "

"Secondly, the emperor is precious as the son of the Northern Desert, even if he wants to be courteous to the country, he does not have to rush into it, and he will be noble. When the Patriarch Harold will successfully ascend to the king, then he will be respected by the king. Greeting the emperor, discussing major cooperation issues between the two countries, signing an agreement, and cutting off land assistance, this is a reasonable process. "

"Well ..." Mo Junyi couldn't help but nod frequently. "Mrs. Su is really a wise man with a lot of thoughts and thoughtful thoughts. However, Mrs. Su's affairs are at ease, but you are not worried about your safety. Let these guards do everything for Mrs. Su. "

"No!" Su Biluo flatly refused, "These hundreds of bodyguards and Xiao Jian are responsible for staying to defend the emperor. If there is a pool, the general will surely take your head!"

"Yes," Xiao Jian immediately took orders, "Mrs. Su please rest assured, Xiao Jian vowed to protect the emperor."

"Well," Su Bi said, "Emperor, the courtiers brought Moyu, Harmon, Yingyue, Into the painting, Ziling, Wushuang, and the military minister Shang Shu Yao Lei went with him. So many masters protected the courtiers, the emperor. You should be able to rest assured. Here, the important thing is to promote this in a peaceful atmosphere. Too many people are useless. We have to use our brains. "

She pointed to her head, her sly rushing indifference raised her willow eyebrows, and her indifferent soul flew away halfway.

Mo Junyi said helplessly: "Well, just follow Mrs. Su. Go ahead and be careful."

Su Biluo said from his channel: "Come on, Emperor, everything is wrapped in the courtier."

In the early morning of the next day, Su Biluo let Hamon lead the way, with Mo Yu, Yao Lei, Ying Yue, Ru Hua, Mo Zi Ling, Wushuang, and a group of eight people on the road.

Accompanying them, there are several large pallet supplies, as well as **** personnel.

At that time, the palace lantern was like the day in the Prince's Mansion, the capital of Tangling.

The barbarian Ke Se shivered in the corner of the corner.

She curled up, folded her claws like a weak cat, and wept in the corner.

"Cry and cry, you know crying, come here—" Ling Yichen, half-lying on the bed, was still angry, drinking violently.

Man Yu Ke was afraid, and his arm was sore, he could only stand up tremblingly, and slowly moved to the bed.

No one protected her anymore.

Maca can't either.

Maca had already been swept away by Ling Yichen.

She must have thought that the prince of Dongling had already cultivated his mind and had been rehabilitated, and was picked up by the barbarians.

Man Yu Ke dares not say anything.

She didn't want to lose her life because of talking.

Man Yu Ke once thought about confessing her fate. Since Ling Yichen is so darling | loving herself, she loves her so much and is willing to change for herself, then she also decided to put down Mo Zichen and accept Ling Yichen wholeheartedly.

Who knew that Prince Dongling would suddenly betray his faith and give up cooperation with Nanman, instead colluding with Ning Wang inside and outside in an attempt to break through the Northern Desert and monopolize the Northern Desert.

This decision allowed Manyu Ke to see Ling Yichen's greedy nature.