Did Erut have no brains or not? He actually said such a curse word. If word spread, people from other tribes would think that the number one warrior of their Taqir tribe was just a foolhardy idiot.
Erut was startled by everyone's gazes. Was there something wrong with what he said? He couldn't help but repeat it silently in his heart.
No problem!
But why everyone is staring at him like this is really weird.
Butusaha's anger could no longer be suppressed. He slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Come here, take this stupid Erut out and beat him."
"Ah." Erut was stupid again. Just now he was beaten with a stick, but now he was beaten. God, what did he say wrong
The fact is obviously not the case. Those three boys clearly insulted the king at that time. How could it be like this? It was not them who were punished but him.
With a hundred question marks on his head, Erut was dragged out by the guards in a daze.
"Come, Mr. Yun, Mr. Mo, let's drink this cup as my king's apology to you." Butusa laughed boldly, took the cup from the concubine on the side, and faced Yun Tingruo and Mo Lian. Raise a glass.
When he was away from home, Mo Lian's last name was naturally changed to Mo.
Cang Ao smiled treacherously. This chaotic plain didn't understand the profound language of the Central Plains, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to take advantage of such a big loophole. If he had to say that the master's method was better, he not only taught the arrogant E Root also became the guest of King Butusaha openly.
However, Cang Ao also understood that if the master's two spiritual grasses had not played a role, they would not be sitting here.
Butu Saha drank it all in one gulp, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He was not a fool. As soon as the other party took action, he got two spiritual grasses. Although they were low-grade, they were also extremely precious.
And Butu Saha, who was used to seeing big shots, could also see that the young master in white and the young man in red had extraordinary bearings and must have unusual origins. They might be from aristocratic families in the Central Plains. Who wouldn't want to deal with such generous people.
What's more, the other party's pile of compliments is really pleasant.
After eating and drinking and watching enough singing and dancing beauties, Yun Tingruo and the others were arranged to go down to rest. Looking at the respectful people along the way, Yun Tingruo was very satisfied, which is why he gave Butu Saha two spiritual herbs. , and it’s not just to make the next thing go smoothly. This is on their territory and under their noses. If they want to find out the whereabouts of the Blue Heart, what can they do without doing something
What's more, this unique treasure, spiritual grass, is just a pile in Yun Tingruo's hand. If you pick out a weed in the space, it is still a treasure to others.
The female slaves put Yun Tingruo and the three of them into three felt bags respectively, and then stood at the door waiting for instructions.
It was indeed tiring all the way down, so naturally they rested after taking a painful bath.
----North-----
Luxurious palaces are lined up in rows. The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the glazed tiles, reflecting a brilliant red color. The majestic beauty of the palace pours out inadvertently.
In the imperial study room, on the sandalwood table, piles of scattered memorials are crowded together. The fragrance of pen and ink exudes a light fragrance. There are various pen holders, and the pens inserted in the sea of pens are like a forest. At one corner of the table, a Ru kiln vase is filled with Full of crystal chrysanthemums.
Delicate beauty!
Bei Niyuan stood in front of the Northern Emperor, with his head lowered and showing no expression. His tall and steady figure deliberately restrained his momentum. The previous matter with the prince had now been perfectly resolved. Bei Niyuan returned to the Northern Kingdom in embarrassment, unable to kill him. Those who knew little about it joined forces with Concubine Di and Concubine Wanqi to suppress the rumors, and claimed to have killed many killers in the world, thus suppressing the matter.
Although Bei Huang didn't show any happiness, he didn't show dissatisfaction either. Although there was no reward, his attitude had obviously softened, but the fishing area was still as cold as ever.
"You are the eldest and it's time to get married. The third lady of Liu Shangshu's family is well-educated and proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is also quite beautiful. She is worthy of you as the prince. What do you think?"
The oppressive air became more solid because of Beihuang's opening.
Although Beihuang's words were calm, it was obvious that those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish.
Bei Niyuan, who lowered his head, smiled coldly. What an emperor. He appeared to be granting him a marriage, but in fact he was supervising him.
Liu Shangshu is the emperor's man, and he has devoted his life to the emperor. His daughter's marriage will definitely not be as simple as a superficial marriage.
Why is the emperor granting a marriage now? Could it be that he is aware of it.
Bei Niyuan's mind suddenly changed several times.
Seeing that Bei Niyuan had not spoken for a long time, Beihuang's face turned cold and he snorted slightly in his throat, letting out a slight dissatisfaction.
The emperor is like this. If someone dares not to listen to what he says, it will be disrespectful to the emperor.
"Everything must be obeyed by the father." Bei Niyuan raised his eyelids lightly. He didn't marry anyone. Even if it was a hot potato, he had to marry him. What's more, no one in the court was willing to marry his daughter to him. He was an unloved and good-for-nothing prince.
Now that the emperor has granted a marriage, even if there are problems with the marriage, Bei Niyuan said that he can only accept it happily and cannot show any grievance.
Bei Niyuan's respectful words did not make the Bei Huang feel comfortable. Looking at his son, he had become taciturn since he came back from Feng Country, and he was timid in doing things and was clumsy in everything he did.
If not...
Forget it, those past events have gone with the wind, why bother thinking about them anymore.
Feeling very irritated, I waved my hand: "Okay, that's it, let's get down."
The impatient tone and disgusted look were nothing but clouds in Bei Niyuan's eyes.
Bei Niyuan left the imperial study, glanced at the gray sky, and tightened the cloak around his neck.
This autumn is so cold...
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Dots of sunlight streamed into the hollow carved window tallows, and several blood pigeons fought for each other on the windowsill, grabbing the food in a pair of slender hands.
"You said she went to the Chaos Plains, who was she with?"
"The little princess went with the Magic Lotus."
Lone Star lowered his head, feeling the strong low pressure from his master, and his whole body felt bad.
It’s true that the little princess went to the chaotic plain for what purpose. The master didn’t know that he couldn’t find the little princess, and his anger was directed at his subordinates. It was really pitiful.
Lone Star now wants to touch the tears of sadness.
I found the little princess, but the little princess was with the magic lotus. This magic lotus was a handsome man, no worse than his master.
No wonder the master was so angry.
"Damn little bean sprouts." Di Liushang gritted his teeth with a handsome face and trembled slightly under his thick eyelashes. He actually went to the Chaotic Plains with Magic Lotus to see him catch her and not teach her a lesson.