This prince is a little sweet

Half an hour later, Khan's son-in-law had just finished drinking a pot of warm wine when a burst of cheers outside the Golden Luan Hall reached his ears.

With a smile in the corner of his eyes, Xiao Heng came galloping on his horse.The brilliant sunlight fell down, reflecting his skin a faint golden color, causing everyone to look sideways.

The young man was wearing a flying red dress, and his long black hair fluttered freely in the wind. He was unrestrained and unrestrained, and he was extremely romantic.

When he arrived in front of the Golden Luan Hall, Xiao Heng jumped out lightly, stopped in front of Khan's son, and very casually threw the bright and moving Agamemme in his hand into the arms of Khan's son. In the middle, the hooked lips smiled charmingly: "Here, what you want."

Khan's son-in-law raised his eyelids, forced himself to suppress the fear and strangeness in his heart, and never picked up that agame, but asked gloomily, "What is the meaning of this, Marquis Changping?"

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "The prince doesn't want it? It seems that the prince has forgotten the origin of this branch of agame."

As he said that, he ignored Khan's son's doubts. He just got off the horse slowly, then walked to the center of the hall calmly with a smile on his lips, then turned his head to look at Khan's son and said, "If I don't If I remember correctly, 30 years ago, the Northern Liao Dynasty fell to the former dynasty of the Central Plains. Under the pressure of the Central Plains, the Khan at that time paid tribute to us with the seeds of Agame, and personally escorted his eldest son, and put him under house arrest. In the Dabaoen Temple. The branch of Agamemme I picked for the prince is the one that Proton planted when he wasted his time in the Dabaoen Temple..."

Although Xiao Heng's voice was not high, it was loud, as if every word was hitting Khan's son's chest.He turned his head slightly, completely ignoring the people who were looking at each other, just smiled playfully, then leaned into his ear, and whispered softly, "This time I galloped to the temple, as if I could still see the The proton will grow old in the Dabaoen Temple..."

Xiao Heng's joking tone seemed to be dormant with a dangerous beast. Khan's son was shocked, and jumped up from his seat in an instant. Because of the excessive force, he even staggered a few steps before he stabilized. He pointed at Xiao Heng in horror. Heng said: "You...you...you...!"

Xiao Heng turned around and sat down as if he had nothing to do, took a bite of the snack in front of him with relish, and then said slowly: "What are you? I was thinking, this plum blossom should be worth one-tenth of the share, right? "

Khan's son-in-law's face was ashen, his lips were trembling, and after a long while, he finally said with difficulty: "What the Marquis of Changping said is... the restoration of the old relationship between the two countries. I shouldn't be fussing about such petty gains. I was the one who was... abrupt."

After finishing speaking, he resigned himself to fate and closed his eyes bitterly, not looking at the angry, suspicious or accusing gazes of the Beiliao attendants around him, because...he had no choice.

Xiao Heng was threatening him, but he couldn't afford to take the risk.

He couldn't be more clear about the history of the Xiao family.

Thirty years ago, it was the resolute old Hou Ye of the Xiao family who drove them back to the capital of northern Xinjiang and forced them to surrender. Although he was not born at that time, he could often hear a little bit about Xiao Xiao from his father. According to the rumors of the family, they have one after another well-equipped firearms troops, and the battles are completely unilateral slaughter. The soldiers of the Northern Liao Dynasty often bleed into rivers without entering an inch of ground.

Thirty years later, he clearly smelled the danger belonging to the Xiao family again from Xiao Heng.In fact, he had no doubt that if he really insisted on asking for that one-tenth share ignorantly, Xiao Heng would definitely kill him on the spot, and he wouldn't even give him the opportunity of Zhonglaoshan Temple.

Khan's son-in-law let go, and all the officials felt relieved immediately. The imperial guards who guarded the city cheered even more when they heard the news. As the news spread, Xiao Heng's reputation rose rapidly. For the first time in nearly ten years, people forgot Despite the regicide stigma on Xiao Heng's body, he would even secretly praise him behind his back.

And Zhou Chi, who had just been crowned at that time, was still a small commander of the imperial army, and happened to be on duty at the Golden Luan Hall that day. At that time, he looked at Xiao Heng who was a few years younger than himself, and his eyes were full of envy and admiration .

☆、Jiaodai

For Xiao Heng, riding a horse and breaking flowers was already a dreamy past when he was young. Looking back now, all the details seem to be shrouded in a layer of fuzzy white mist, and nothing can be seen clearly.

After all, he never thought that his youthful and frivolous words and deeds would leave such a deep impression on Zhou Chi that to this day, the light red agame in the Dabaoen Temple is still blooming on his chest. In my heart, it has never withered for a long time.

As soon as the words of memory were spoken, Zhou Chi realized that his face was flushed with embarrassment and annoyance.

In fact, he is not bad in nature, and now he has turned into a bandit, and it is just a last resort after being forced to Liangshan. A good man is supposed to fight on the battlefield, defend his family and the country, who would want to use the name of a bandit in Liangzhou? Live a life of wimps?

The all-powerful second leader in Kowloon Walled, often dreams about it late at night, but actually always feels that his life is in vain.

However, Zhou Chi's subtle emotions couldn't make Xiao Heng get rid of his bad habit of being vicious.