The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

"Palace Master, there is a group of people coming from the front, who seem to be from our country of Xilan." A maid said outside.

Yang Yingjun raised the curtain and looked around, and sure enough, he saw a group of people dressed as warriors from the Kingdom of Sealand coming on horseback.Huh?Why is the one who rides first... so familiar...

His pupils shrank, and he suddenly lowered the curtain, his face turning pale.

Shangguan Liuyun was surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Yingjun grabbed his hand in panic and said, "What should I do? The one outside seems to be Muhra."

"Muhra? The fourth prince of Xilan Kingdom?" Shangguan Liuyun wanted to lift the curtain to take a look, but Yang Yingjun pressed his hand and shouted in a deep voice, "Don't look!"

Shangguan Liuyun was startled by him, frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Yang Yingjun's lips trembled slightly, he took Shangguan Liuyun's hand and quickly wrote: Muhra recognizes me, if he sees me, then my identity and the emperor's identity will be exposed!

Shangguan Liuyun's expression also changed.

Outside, Muhra had already arrived, got off his horse, prostrated himself in front of Monganasha's carriage, pressed his right hand to his left chest, and greeted him in the language of Sealand.Monha Nasha got off the carriage, and Muhra hurried to help her.

The two communicated in Sealand Mandarin, and Yang Yingjun was stunned. Seeing Shangguan Liuyun's face getting paler, he couldn't help tugging at his sleeve, and wrote in his palm: What are they talking about?

Shangguan Liuyun gave her a complicated look, and wrote: Mu Hela told Meng He Nasha about meeting you and the emperor in the Li nationality. The reason why he came here was to track down your whereabouts.

Yang Yingjun was still staring at his palm, when Shangguan Liuyun suddenly clenched his palm tightly.

"Hiss!" Yang Yingjun was in pain, and asked softly, "What are you doing!?"

Shangguan Liuyun stared at her blankly, his face was bloodless: "You... When you were in the Li clan, you also used the pseudonym Yang Yinglun?"

"Yeah! Why..." Yang Yingjun shut his mouth suddenly as if struck by lightning, and a chill came up from the soles of his feet.

The sound of footsteps approaching slowly, Yang Yingjun grasped Shangguan Liuyun's hand helplessly, and Shangguan Liuyun also grabbed his hand forcefully, both of their hands were icy cold, I don't know whose sweat wet them both palm.

The car curtain was lifted, and Muhra appeared in front of him with a sneering smile, staring straight at Yang Yingjun with bottomless eyes, eyes full of aggression and hatred.

"Ah, it's really hard to find nowhere to go through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort! Don't you think so? Queen Nan." He said, grinning to reveal a mouthful of white teeth.

Yang Yingjun calmed down, and silently broke free from Shangguan Liuyun's hand, pretending to be calm and raised the corners of his lips: "Meeting the fourth prince again, it's true that we never meet again in life!"

Meng He Nasha stood behind Mu Hela with a strange expression, staring at Yang Yingjun and said, "Are you really Yang Pianran, Queen of the Southern Dynasty?"

Muhra has been staring at Yang Yingjun closely, as if to swallow her alive: "Queen Nan is so scheming that she even deceived my eldest aunt?"

Meng He Nasha said bitterly: "It's a woman! I didn't see it!"

"Auntie, don't forget that people from the Central Plains are treacherous and cunning. What's more, this Queen of the South is also the commander of the Navy of the Southern Dynasty. She is really brave and resourceful." Muhra's eyes are full of desire, and his smile is cold: "Queen If you haven’t come down yet, why don’t you wait for this prince to carry you down personally?”

Shangguan Liuyun's breathing was a little unsteady, he was having a fierce ideological struggle in his mind, he didn't know if he should take action to protect Yang Yingjun at this time.

Yang Yingjun seemed to see through his mind, pretending to stand up casually pressing his shoulders, the force of pressing his shoulders was so strong that it was strong enough to pin him in place.

"How dare you bother the fourth prince?" Yang Yingjun didn't look at Shangguan Liuyun from the beginning to the end, and grabbed his hand hard before leaving his shoulder, implying that he should not be impulsive.

Shangguan Liuyun sat blankly, watching her get off the carriage.

When Yang Yingjun got out of the carriage, he was embraced by Muhra.Yang Yingjun suppressed his nausea, tried his best to relax his body, and smiled calmly: "What is the fourth prince doing?"

Muhra hugged her tightly, his face was almost pressed against her face, and he looked at her as if he wanted to swallow her up: "What do you think? Queen Nan, this time the prince wants to see if there is still Who can save you!"

Yang Yingjun tilted his head, looked at Meng He Nasha standing behind Muhra, and said, "Palace Master, don't you have anything to say?"

Meng He Nasha looked at him gloomyly, and said for a while: "Muhra, let her go first."

Muhra hesitated for a moment, took a step back to the side, and kept his eyes on Yang Yingjun, fearing that she would disappear and not relax for a moment.

Yang Yingjun straightened his clothes, smiled at Meng He Nasha and said, "Palace Master, do you want to renegotiate the deal?"

Meng He Nasha sneered and said: "I really didn't expect... It seems that your lover surnamed Rong is the Emperor Ji Yinrong of the Central Plains, isn't it?"

Yang Yingjun shrugged and said, "Do you believe me when I say that he is my little boy?"

Meng He Nasha's eyes flickered brightly: "Let me ask you, is your so-called younger brother Yang Rong, the deputy commander of the North Dynasty?"

Yang Yingjun was stunned for a moment, and quickly laughed: "The palace master knows a lot."

"Why is he here? Shouldn't he be fighting the Southern Dynasty navy in Jiangxia at this time?"

"After he knew I was missing, he was worried, so he ran to look for me, but he was arrested by you in a daze. Thanks to you, Palace Master, our siblings can be reunited!"

Muhra said happily: "Great! A Northern Emperor, a Southern Queen, and the Deputy Commander of the Northern Army...Auntie, you have done a great job this time!"

Meng He Nasha did not show a happy expression, she still looked at Yang Yingjun and said: "You just said to negotiate a deal with me again? Why? Now that things have happened, do you think you are still qualified?"

Yang Yingjun spread his hands indifferently, and said: "You're right, I can't hide a word of death anyway. If that's the case, don't even try to find your son."

Meng He Nasha's complexion changed in vain, she stepped forward and grabbed her by the neck, pushed her against the car wall, and said in a hateful voice: "You dare to threaten me? Believe it or not, you can't live or die?"

Yang Yingjun was so pinched that it was difficult to breathe, but he managed to force a smile: "You...you asked me...Qu Tan...is there anyone I like...I...I'll tell you..."

Menga Nasha narrowed her eyes: "You don't want to say that he likes you, do you?"

Yang Yingjun let out a hoarse laugh, closed his eyes and said as if giving up: "I... I should have said... from the beginning... Now you definitely... definitely don't believe it..."

A flash of hesitation flashed in Menga Nasha's eyes, and her hands relaxed unknowingly.

Muhra asked anxiously, "Auntie, what are you talking about? Who is Gautan?"

Meng He Nasha said coldly: "You shouldn't ask, don't ask too much!"

Muhra's face turned pale, and he lowered his head, not daring to speak any more.

Meng He Nasha pushed Yang Yingjun away violently, seeing her coughing uncontrollably, she said expressionlessly: "You are a married woman, how could he fall in love with you?"

Yang Yingjun rubbed his neck, managed to stop his cough, and said dryly: "He doesn't know my identity. Besides, he has never seen a woman since he was a child in Duanqingya. Why is it strange that he likes me? If he doesn't like me, Why do you think he would give me such a precious Qin Xiao?"

Meng Henasha's eyes sharpened: "So you cheated on his feelings?"

"..." Yang Yingjun was taken aback, he hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, and said with a sneering smile, "Why? Although I didn't reveal my real identity, I also frankly told him that I was married! But your son is very stubborn Yes, he said that I can go to him at any time when I figure it out, and he is willing to wait for me for the rest of his life. In terms of infatuation, your mother and son are quite alike, ha, ha..." Seeing Meng Henasha's unkind eyes, he smiled The sound stopped abruptly.

Meng He Nasha took a deep breath, and turned to look at Mu Hela: "It's not too late, you take my token and go back to the Yizhou Palace now, and arrest the emperor of the Central Plains as soon as possible."

Mu Hela said anxiously: "Auntie, Queen Nan..."

Meng He Nasha's eyes sank, and said: "You are the fourth prince of our country! How can you delay the big event because of your lust for beauty!? Ah Jiu!"

Nine girls came over immediately: "What is the order of the palace master?"

"There are many nights and dreams. You should send a letter to the Marquis of Yizhou and tell him about the Emperor of the Central Plains in the palace."

"Yes."

Meng He Nasha took off a jade stone from her neck, handed it to Mu Hela, and said: "This is a token of the West Moon Sect, you must keep it safe. Ah Jiu will take you back to the Yizhou Palace in a while. Make peace with Yi Zhou Hou cooperates and brings the Emperor of the Central Plains back to meet your father as soon as possible. After this great achievement, the future heir is none other than you."

Muhra was overjoyed, knelt down on one knee, took the token respectfully, and said, "My nephew will definitely live up to my aunt's expectations."

After Muhra and his party left, Yang Yingjun was really relieved.It is too easy for him to suffer as a daughter now. Although Meng Henasha has a weird temper, it is better than facing Muhra, a dirty bastard with a brain full of sperm.

"If you let me know that you are lying..."

Yang Yingjun shivered, met Shang Menghe Nasha's incomparably cold eyes, swallowed guiltyly, and said with a dry smile: "How could it be?"

Meng He Nasha looked at her coldly, and suddenly said: "Shangguan Liuyun, don't you have anything to say?"

Yang Yingjun's heart tightened, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

There was movement in the carriage behind him, Shangguan Liuyun lifted the curtain, stood beside Yang Yingjun, looked at Meng He Nasha and said, "I don't know what Palace Master wants Liu Yun to say?"

Meng He Nasha glared at him with hatred: "You already knew their identities, didn't you? It's really amazing, they are so calm, they are worthy of being the famous people in front of the emperor."

Shangguan Liuyun said calmly: "Thank you."

Meng He Nasha suddenly laughed, her eyes brightened: "I heard that you are the favorite of the Emperor of the Central Plains? I am also very satisfied with your body, and you are also serving the emperor with color. Have you ever thought of me Come by your side? It's better to serve women than men, don't you think?"

Shangguan Liuyun was so angry that his face turned blue and his eyeballs were frozen.

Yang Yingjun took half a step forward, slightly blocked Shangguan Liuyun, smiled at Meng He Nasha and said, "Your son is about the same age as Shangguan, aren't you ashamed to say such a thing?"

Meng He Nasha's face tightened, and she stared at Yang Yingjun as if she wanted to eat someone: "Yang Pianran, even if I don't want to kill you, there are thousands of ways for you to survive or die."

Yang Yingjun giggled and said, "Don't be like this, Auntie, you get wrinkles easily when you get angry."

Meng He Nasha reflexively raised her hands to press the corners of her eyes, stared fiercely at Yang Yingjun for a long time, then turned around and walked back to her carriage angrily.

Yang Yingjun raised his middle finger at her back, and said softly: "Thank you." Turning his head in surprise, Shangguan Liuyun had already got back into the carriage.