Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

Nan Li was sitting in the second place from the lower left, the first one was the diplomat, who belonged to Prince Nan Chu, and on the right was Nan Qin who was sitting quietly.

At this moment, everyone was focusing on him, Nan Li did not change his expression, he raised the cup in his hand with a smile, got up and offered a cup to Li Xingjin from a distance: "Your Majesty, long peace."

Just when everyone thought that the emperor would at least say something even if he didn't have a drink in return, they saw that the emperor didn't say a word, took the hand of the shadow guard and went to the throne in the north.

Everyone "hissed" in secret, and their eyes turned back to the third prince of Nanchu.

It seems that there is a lot of conflict between the two?It's just that I don't know what it is that can make the emperor so angry that he can't even care about the state etiquette.

Seeing this, Nan Li was annoyed in his heart, how could the emperor of Hundred Zhou's actions come true today?

Even if you don't want your little shadow guard to be wronged, you can't even forget the business!

"Brother," when Nan Li was annoyed, a jade-like one covered his hand, "Don't be nervous."

As soon as Nan Qin finished speaking, he heard the majestic voice of the mighty general in the seat: "Your Majesty, this is unreasonable."

Ying Qi, who was trying secretly to pull his hand out of Li Xingjin's, stopped.

Everyone present also echoed.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, sitting on the same throne with a man who loves you is simply absurd!

Even because of anger with the third prince of Nanchu, he can't act like this!

Seeing this, the Southern Chu diplomat glared at Nan Li at first, and after being persuaded by the attendants around him, his anger turned into joy, and he sat down and poured wine instead of talking.

If it is true as his entourage said, when it comes to emotional matters, the more you care in your heart, the more indifferent and careless you will appear on the surface.That being said, it is so.

The diplomat drank a glass of Bai Zhou's spirits, smacked his mouth in enjoyment, and looked down on these flirting and sour love affairs, so he didn't care how the third prince operated, he only cared about the end result up.

There were a few simple people who were able to come to the banquet. When everyone saw the performance of the Southern Chu envoy, they also had some aftertaste. Although the emperor's move was as naive as a boy, it was not completely unfavorable to them.

At least now it seems that the success or failure of the marriage is equally accounted for, and regardless of whether it is successful or not, the three cities of Southern Chu are not willing to let go of their mouths, and their majesty's move, they may not be able to use it to operate Fan.

Thinking about it this way, the officials of Baizhou felt that the emperor's move might have been done on purpose, just to gain the initiative and have room for further discussion on the matter of the three cities.

As a result, the sporadic ministers who echoed the mighty general were also overwhelmed by the silent army, without arousing the slightest splash.

As for General Mighty, didn't you see that the king of Xiling went over to persuade him?

Eh!King of Xiling? ?

All the officials were shocked, not to mention when the king of Xiling became so close to the mighty general, but to say that this marriage is the most unlikely person present to agree to it. From the looks of it, the King of Xiling seemed happy to see him?

For a while, these officials in Baizhou felt disillusioned.

A long drum beat sounded, and the banquet officially began.

At the banquet, entertainment was the main thing, and state affairs were secondary. Officials from both countries stopped talking about these things, and instead focused on today's competition between the two countries.

As for how to think in my heart, I don't know.

After the sound of the drums ended, Bai Zhou's former imperial teacher came late, and before seeing him, he heard his voice first: "Your Majesty, forgive me, the journey is far away, and I met some people blocking the way, so it was delayed."

Even though he came here in a hurry, this graceful man who seemed to never age like a banished fairy was still calm, his smile dazzled all the young women in the female seat headed by the Queen Mother not far away.

I heard that the emperor's teacher came from the Valley of Miraculous Doctors. Everyone in the valley has the secret method of beauty and longevity. If you persist in it for a long time, you can be like the emperor's teacher and stay young forever.

It's just that for some reason, since the first emperor, there has been a strict decree on the matter of beauty and longevity. If someone asks for the miracle doctor Gu, the nine clans will be implicated.

Later, the so-called beauty and longevity are actually quite life-consuming. It looks glamorous, but in fact it is not as good as an eighty-year-old woman inside. People in the world know that everything has a karmic price, and they no longer pursue this method.

It is even heard that the emperor was kicked out of the Valley of Miraculous Doctors because of his opposition to this matter, and before leaving the valley, he was forcibly consumed by vicious people to "preserve" his face.

The young women don't understand, they stare obsessively at the face of the emperor's master who seems to be as beautiful as a banished fairy forever, and feel that even if they can only live for 30 years, if they can stay at the best age in their lives forever, it is worth it .

Li Xingjin was perplexed by the late emperor's prohibition in the past, but now he learned from Nan Li that the price of eternal youth is not only the cost of life, but also the torment of thousands of ants eating the heart. Can only be relieved by eating human blood.

Flicking over the emperor's teacher's too red lips, Li Xingjin said indifferently: "No problem, give me a seat."

As soon as Ying Qi, who was sitting on Li Xingjin's lap, saw the other party, he fell into the snake den like a baby animal, stood up reflexively, and realized that he was rude.

Seeing this, Li Xingjin's eyes were deep, he gently stroked Ying Qi's pale face, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

In the years that he didn't know, how did that little Song Qi, who accidentally discovered some secrets of the emperor's teacher, endure the fear and stay with a man-eating demon?

Just thinking about it, Li Xingjin felt pain and hatred in his heart.

Painfully, why did I never suspect the real reason why Yingqi was alienated from the emperor, and hated the monster who shaped all these with one hand and played them in the palm of his hands.

Ying Qi still insisted on standing behind the emperor. For some reason, when he saw the emperor teacher, he felt a lot of complicated hatred in his heart. He couldn't figure it out and kept cutting, which made him instinctively not want to be too close to the emperor.

It's like a subconscious move under long-term training.

Li Xingjin frowned, but didn't say anything, Ren Yingqi grabbed his seat and stood behind him.

On the other side, seeing the palace man move the other's seat to his side without winking, Nan Li forced a laugh, feeling extremely disgusted in his heart, and even considered whether he should bully the little shadow guard a few more times when it was his turn to play.

After thinking about it, let it go, it's not bad for others to bully him.

After all, even if he has lost his memory, he is still the real God of War of Hundred Weeks. His three-legged cat skills are not enough to watch.

In a corner that no one noticed, King Xiling's gaze drifted, and finally met the emperor. King Xiling smiled, raised his glass to congratulate, and then drank the fine wine in the glass.

Happy cooperation.

The emperor smiled and looked towards the huge stage in the middle. At first, the sound of singing and dancing was unheard of. After everyone finished the banquet, an official from Baizhou suggested that if there were two civil and military competitions, the two countries would be best friends first. It's better for the sons and daughters to compete on stage, and then to compete in literary prose, than watching these limp singing and dancing become boring.

Everyone smiled and responded, these two samples are the tacit process of the two countries.

Whether it's good or bad, it's true in the civil and military field.

Gu Qingwu was sitting next to his father, and he could see the King of Xiling sitting next to his father when he looked up. He wanted to find out the news from the conversation between the two, but found that the conversation between the two was not ordinary, and they didn't talk about serious matters at all. It's like sitting on pins and needles.

When the competition was announced, he was the first to stand up: "Third Prince, come on?"

Nan Li: "..." Who is this.

Originally, if he was going to compare with Ying Qi, he would throw in the towel after two moves at will, but after all, he is the "God of War of Hundred Zhou", he can't compare to the masters around Emperor Bai Zhou, not even the son of a general, Wouldn't it be embarrassing?

However, Gu Qingwu felt that there was something wrong with Song Qi on the opposite side. Since he came to the back garden, he looked at Song Qi many times, but this person never even caught his eyes!

What's so good about the crippled kid next to him, he only has one face to look at, but with that little white face, it's worth looking at all the time for fear of losing it?He was still serving people around like an old lady, and the little brat was still smiling at him, full of provocation, it was just...

Don't take him seriously!

Gu Qingwu was very depressed, depressed that his father was getting mixed up with the Queen Mother's party, depressed that his former good brothers would not even look at him now, and it would be impossible for him to convey some information to the other party.

There is no other way but to make a bad move.

This is really a bad strategy for Gu Qingwu, he can't beat Song Qi, and now everyone sees him aggressively provoking Song Qi, and when he is beaten down by Song Qi in a while, they don't know how to laugh at him.

Thinking about it this way, Gu Qingwu became even more depressed.

In fact, it wasn't that Nan Li didn't receive the other party's gaze, but the other party's performance was really...unsatisfactory. Tong Ling stared wide-eyed and raised his thick eyebrows. It didn't seem like he wanted to convey any message to him, but rather Came to find fault with him.

Like him, there were quite a few people present who misunderstood Gu Qingwu. Seeing that he was the first to pick the third prince, they all showed more or less surprised expressions. These two grew up wearing a pair of trousers. Even closer than Song Qi's relationship with the emperor.

Now that the emperor turned a blind eye to the disciple he once loved, this Gu Qingwu somehow changed his sex and wanted to make trouble with his former friend.

Nan Li really didn't want to be ashamed, and was ridiculed by everyone present, so he simply broke the jar.

Everyone saw the three princes of Nanchu wearing masks cup their hands in the direction of Gu Qingwu and the emperor's teacher respectively, and said with a smile: "Nanli is very happy to see his friends and mentors today, and he really doesn't want brothers to fight because of their positions. "

"If you and I compete, it's better to take off each other's identities after the banquet. It's better to have a try." He changed the subject and said, "Nan Li is here today for Master Wei Qi."

The third prince turned and raised his head to face the two people on the throne, with sharp eyes: "I heard that Master Wei Qi is also extraordinary in martial arts. He was buried when he met Nan Li in the past. Today is a rare opportunity. Let's compete?"

Many people on the field have heard about the origin of Ying Qi, saying that he was sent by the emperor to be the shadow guard of the former Major General Song Qi, and the purpose is naturally to protect the other party, but just now I heard the third prince say so , it seemed that there was something in the words, implying that Ying Qi had reservations and didn't do his best when he was guarding by his side, so that the third prince didn't know that Ying Qi was so strong in martial arts.

Or maybe this is just a one-sided statement by the third prince of Southern Chu, but in fact it is just an excuse to vent out the resentment in the heart of rivals in love.

Everyone's minds were turned and turned, and they analyzed the situation thoroughly in the blink of an eye. Looking at the three of them now, they felt that the atmosphere between the three of them was inexplicably tense, like arrow feathers on a fully drawn bow, ready to explode.

Li Xingjin looked sideways at Ying Qi, and whispered to him: "Do you want to compare with him?"

In fact, he had already seen that Ying Qi had already taken off the saber from his back and held it in his hand. This posture, the meaning of fighting is self-evident.

The emperor's bodyguard can carry a sword, and Ying Qi can use it easily. Seeing that Nan Li is still picking up the sword, he wants to abandon this one and choose one from the long swords brought by the palace guards. .

In this fight, he didn't want to see any invincibility in himself.

Li Xingjin stopped him in time. He usually danced swords to strengthen his body, so he ordered people to bring the long sword he used often. He took Ying Qi's sword in his hand and replaced it with his own. Rubbing Ying Qi's head, he said with a smile: "I look at the long sword for Ying Qi, so you can use my sword to compete with the third prince."

Ying Qi stared blankly at the long sword in his hand, seemingly at a loss.

Take the long sword His Majesty gave him to defeat his love rival?

Even though he knew that he was better than the third prince of Nanchu, no matter how beautiful he won, but with the emperor, he was still a complete loser, Ying Qi couldn't restrain his heartbeat.

The warm and affectionate atmosphere between the two people cannot bear to be interrupted.

Everyone was muttering in their hearts, the emperor couldn't be more angry than the third prince, so there is no need to act so seriously, right?If people really run away in anger, the distance between Baizhou and Nanchu is thousands of miles away, and it is not a situation where ordinary people can easily find their wives who have returned to their natal homes.

Looking at the expression of the third prince of Nanchu, it was true that although he was smiling, he actually forced a smile.

Everyone looked at this side, then at that side, the third prince and Lord Wei Qi, they didn't know who to say for a while, which made people feel more sympathetic.

One is the true love whom the emperor turned a blind eye to and treats indifferently, and the other is the emperor who used him as a stand-in for a love raft show. The experience of either of these will make people feel so unspeakably melancholy.

As for love, it really hurts people like this.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and they couldn't find anything wrong with them, and the unspeakable melancholy in their hearts pointed to the emperor who sat safely on the throne.

The true meaning of romantic is nothing more than the word scumbag.