In the cold and humid prison room, there was a sharp scream
Li Huan was wrapped in cold iron chains and made a rattle. He beat the man on the back of the kneeling man crawling on the ground. The man fell to his body and fell to the ground.
Li Huan exhaled the anger coiled around his heart, and the chain slid down his fingers to the ground. His voice was like ice hitting ice. The cold people on the ground trembled violently, and his whole body was so painful that he couldn't help but tremble.
Li Huan said: I sent someone to pick you up from the border slave sect. It was for your kindness that you have relied on the back to serve those barbarians in the past few years, so that you can survive this bad life. It is so dirty that it is disgusting. It is worthy of touching Yongjia?
Fang Huan laughed with a sneer, Emperor... Yongjia is not as clean as a slave, how much... As soon as he said this, he smiled even more openly, and blood foam ran out of his mouth. She was the slave of a slave, even cheaper than a slave...
Li Huan gritted his teeth and kicked Fang Huan hard on the back. You dare to say it! You dare to say it!
Fang Huan was already numb from the pain, and was still laughing in the pain. Emperor, if he killed his slave, uh... he couldn't change the facts...!
He struggled to hug Li Huan's legs, tried his best to raise his blood-stained face and looked at him blurredly. The emperor hated King Yan Nan to touch her and vented his anger with the slave... But the slave is an ant in your eyes, and he will die if he dies... Why not let the slave share the worries for the emperor?
Li Huan felt ridiculous, what can you do?
I can make King Yannan like you, so angry that he is so angry that he loses his mind, just like now... Fang Huan's eyes are wet and black, and he looks up at Li Huan with a smile. His smile is creepy. If there is a knife in his sleeve, the emperor's legs... will be no longer safe...
Li Huan was so angry that he kicked him away that he was extremely disgusted, but after a moment, Li Huan looked at Fang Huan again
He asked hesitantly, can you?
Fang Huan replied: If you succeed, you will live; if you fail, you will die, and only you want to survive. Your world is so big, leaving a slave with a bad life is nothing. If you are a slave, you can change the life of King Yannan. It is worth the death of a slave!
Slaves always have their own way of living, and they also have the ability that slaves should have. Fang Huan has such ability. No matter how humble or vicious it is, he will try every means to survive.
He smiled sharply, Master, you make the decision
Li Huan looked at Fang Huan again and again, his palms gradually tightened.
***********
On the day of the hunting ground competition, the palace sent a carriage to pick up Li Muyi.
The sunlight outside the car window is like a waterfall, pouring into the carriage, Li Muyi was in trouble in spring and was about to take a break, and heard a riot outside. The soldiers accompanying him told Li Muyi not to come out.
Daliang Jun asked who was blocking the road
Li Muyi heard a tough and loud voice and shouted, Your Highness, it was Xiao Yuan who took the liberty.
Li Muyi frowned. It was Xiao Yuan, the king of Yiling. Logically speaking, he should have set up a sumptuous mutton banquet for the envoy of Yue Zhi.
The other party showed the token, and the guard guarding the carriage whispered to Li Muyi: It's indeed Yilingjun
Li Muyi was supported by a slave and left the carriage. She stood a little high, but she was just watching Xiao Yuan on the horse's back.
Xiao Yuan's eyes lit up when he saw Li Muyi. The appreciation in the Ying eyes was unconcealed. He sincerely praised: I have long heard that Daliang palace painters are hard to reach in the world. Now Xiao Yuan saw His Highness, but it is not true. The green brush and ink have not outlined the three points of His Highness's grace.
He is open and honest enough, and his tone is sincere and straightforward.
Li Muyi was a little angry, what happened to Mr. Yiling?
Don't bother with your highness
Xiao Yuan turned over and got off the horse and walked towards Li Muyi.
The soldiers blocked his way intimidation, but Xiao Yuan made a joke. Li Muyi was not good at neglecting the guests from afar, and lost his royal demeanor, and waved his hand to deport him.
Xiao Yuan walked to Li Muyi, looked up at her on the carriage, and said warmly: The hunting ground is still holding a banquet, and the red tape there is so boring that I was about to go to the horse farm to relax and hear that Your Highness has never liked such an occasion, so he came to ask Your Highness if he would like to ride a horse with me?
He stretched out his hand openly, intending to invite him warmly, and there was no sign of any ambiguity.
Li Muyi evaded: I can't ride a horse
Xiao Yuan said: If you come to Daliang, you will be able to lead your high horse for you, which is also Xiao Yuan's honor.
He was so open and honest, as if Li Muyi would seem interested if he refused
Li Muyi didn't want Xiao Yuan to think that she was afraid, so she did not hand her hand to him, but was helped by the slave. Xiao Yuan smiled, with his hands behind his back, and followed Li Muyi with great strides.
The horse farm is not far from here. Xiao Yuan wants to help Li Muyi get on the horse. Li Muyi brushes his hand, holds the reins of the horse, and steadily sits on the stirrup.
She looked down at Xiao Yuan's surprised face and said lightly: Yiling Jun is willing to lead a horse for me, but he is disrespectful
Xiao Yuan was surprised at first. He heard Li Muyi's words, and suddenly he laughed happily, as if he was naturally like this, without restraint, and it sounded like the wind howling on the grassland.
Xiao Yuan said: It seems that Your Highness is very dissatisfied with me, but because of the proposal, I think Xiao Yuan is not worthy of it?
I have never known Yiling Jun. Li Muyi is not afraid of talking to someone like Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan thought about her words and breathed a sigh of relief: You are taking the liberty halfway through, and you also proposed marriage for this matter. Xiao Yuan was ordered by his father. It is difficult for me to disobey me for the people of Yue Zhi. I dare not let down my expectations, but I dare not use Your Highness’s marriage to play Xiao Yuan will try his best to negotiate other conditions with Daliang this time. Please rest assured.
Li Muyi looked at him, really?
Xiao Yuan did not answer whether she was true or not, and said: When I was in Yue Zhi, I heard that Your Highness has been well-read in poetry and books since childhood, and is quite knowledgeable in politics. He is a female hero who is as good as a woman. He has long admired Your Highness. If Your Highness did not dislike Xiao Yuan, I wonder if you would like to make friends with me?
Li Muyi said: Yue Zhi and Daliang have always been friends
Xiao Yuan laughed and said: Your Highness, it's really Your Highness.
He led the horse for Li Muyi, and the wind blew through her hair. There was a faint fragrance of flowers, which was refreshing than the smell on the grassland.
Facing the wind, Li Muyi squinted her eyes lightly, looking at the endless grassland, which makes people feel relaxed, free and comfortable
Xiao Yuan led the horse and turned around circle after circle. Seeing her squinting appearance, she couldn't help but smile and said in a loud voice: My real name is Sarle Xiao Yuan, who taught me Chinese, gave me a name for me. He said, "The word "yuan" is open and honest, and is for a gentleman.
Maybe it was because of the wind blowing on his face, Li Muyi smiled rarely, Sarla, a very nice name
I am older than you and the same age as your sixth brother. Yongjia can also call me brother. This sentence brings the distance between the two very close.
Li Muyi found it difficult to think that this person was rude, confused, and novel, and murmured: Brother Xiao Yuan?
Xiao Yuan responded quickly. Seeing that Li Muyi was surprised that he deserved to be so fast and looked really interesting, he laughed happily.
Li Muyi listened to this bright laughter, which looked like the soft wind that had just stroked her ear.
Li Huan was wrapped in cold iron chains and made a rattle. He beat the man on the back of the kneeling man crawling on the ground. The man fell to his body and fell to the ground.
Li Huan exhaled the anger coiled around his heart, and the chain slid down his fingers to the ground. His voice was like ice hitting ice. The cold people on the ground trembled violently, and his whole body was so painful that he couldn't help but tremble.
Li Huan said: I sent someone to pick you up from the border slave sect. It was for your kindness that you have relied on the back to serve those barbarians in the past few years, so that you can survive this bad life. It is so dirty that it is disgusting. It is worthy of touching Yongjia?
Fang Huan laughed with a sneer, Emperor... Yongjia is not as clean as a slave, how much... As soon as he said this, he smiled even more openly, and blood foam ran out of his mouth. She was the slave of a slave, even cheaper than a slave...
Li Huan gritted his teeth and kicked Fang Huan hard on the back. You dare to say it! You dare to say it!
Fang Huan was already numb from the pain, and was still laughing in the pain. Emperor, if he killed his slave, uh... he couldn't change the facts...!
He struggled to hug Li Huan's legs, tried his best to raise his blood-stained face and looked at him blurredly. The emperor hated King Yan Nan to touch her and vented his anger with the slave... But the slave is an ant in your eyes, and he will die if he dies... Why not let the slave share the worries for the emperor?
Li Huan felt ridiculous, what can you do?
I can make King Yannan like you, so angry that he is so angry that he loses his mind, just like now... Fang Huan's eyes are wet and black, and he looks up at Li Huan with a smile. His smile is creepy. If there is a knife in his sleeve, the emperor's legs... will be no longer safe...
Li Huan was so angry that he kicked him away that he was extremely disgusted, but after a moment, Li Huan looked at Fang Huan again
He asked hesitantly, can you?
Fang Huan replied: If you succeed, you will live; if you fail, you will die, and only you want to survive. Your world is so big, leaving a slave with a bad life is nothing. If you are a slave, you can change the life of King Yannan. It is worth the death of a slave!
Slaves always have their own way of living, and they also have the ability that slaves should have. Fang Huan has such ability. No matter how humble or vicious it is, he will try every means to survive.
He smiled sharply, Master, you make the decision
Li Huan looked at Fang Huan again and again, his palms gradually tightened.
***********
On the day of the hunting ground competition, the palace sent a carriage to pick up Li Muyi.
The sunlight outside the car window is like a waterfall, pouring into the carriage, Li Muyi was in trouble in spring and was about to take a break, and heard a riot outside. The soldiers accompanying him told Li Muyi not to come out.
Daliang Jun asked who was blocking the road
Li Muyi heard a tough and loud voice and shouted, Your Highness, it was Xiao Yuan who took the liberty.
Li Muyi frowned. It was Xiao Yuan, the king of Yiling. Logically speaking, he should have set up a sumptuous mutton banquet for the envoy of Yue Zhi.
The other party showed the token, and the guard guarding the carriage whispered to Li Muyi: It's indeed Yilingjun
Li Muyi was supported by a slave and left the carriage. She stood a little high, but she was just watching Xiao Yuan on the horse's back.
Xiao Yuan's eyes lit up when he saw Li Muyi. The appreciation in the Ying eyes was unconcealed. He sincerely praised: I have long heard that Daliang palace painters are hard to reach in the world. Now Xiao Yuan saw His Highness, but it is not true. The green brush and ink have not outlined the three points of His Highness's grace.
He is open and honest enough, and his tone is sincere and straightforward.
Li Muyi was a little angry, what happened to Mr. Yiling?
Don't bother with your highness
Xiao Yuan turned over and got off the horse and walked towards Li Muyi.
The soldiers blocked his way intimidation, but Xiao Yuan made a joke. Li Muyi was not good at neglecting the guests from afar, and lost his royal demeanor, and waved his hand to deport him.
Xiao Yuan walked to Li Muyi, looked up at her on the carriage, and said warmly: The hunting ground is still holding a banquet, and the red tape there is so boring that I was about to go to the horse farm to relax and hear that Your Highness has never liked such an occasion, so he came to ask Your Highness if he would like to ride a horse with me?
He stretched out his hand openly, intending to invite him warmly, and there was no sign of any ambiguity.
Li Muyi evaded: I can't ride a horse
Xiao Yuan said: If you come to Daliang, you will be able to lead your high horse for you, which is also Xiao Yuan's honor.
He was so open and honest, as if Li Muyi would seem interested if he refused
Li Muyi didn't want Xiao Yuan to think that she was afraid, so she did not hand her hand to him, but was helped by the slave. Xiao Yuan smiled, with his hands behind his back, and followed Li Muyi with great strides.
The horse farm is not far from here. Xiao Yuan wants to help Li Muyi get on the horse. Li Muyi brushes his hand, holds the reins of the horse, and steadily sits on the stirrup.
She looked down at Xiao Yuan's surprised face and said lightly: Yiling Jun is willing to lead a horse for me, but he is disrespectful
Xiao Yuan was surprised at first. He heard Li Muyi's words, and suddenly he laughed happily, as if he was naturally like this, without restraint, and it sounded like the wind howling on the grassland.
Xiao Yuan said: It seems that Your Highness is very dissatisfied with me, but because of the proposal, I think Xiao Yuan is not worthy of it?
I have never known Yiling Jun. Li Muyi is not afraid of talking to someone like Xiao Yuan.
Xiao Yuan thought about her words and breathed a sigh of relief: You are taking the liberty halfway through, and you also proposed marriage for this matter. Xiao Yuan was ordered by his father. It is difficult for me to disobey me for the people of Yue Zhi. I dare not let down my expectations, but I dare not use Your Highness’s marriage to play Xiao Yuan will try his best to negotiate other conditions with Daliang this time. Please rest assured.
Li Muyi looked at him, really?
Xiao Yuan did not answer whether she was true or not, and said: When I was in Yue Zhi, I heard that Your Highness has been well-read in poetry and books since childhood, and is quite knowledgeable in politics. He is a female hero who is as good as a woman. He has long admired Your Highness. If Your Highness did not dislike Xiao Yuan, I wonder if you would like to make friends with me?
Li Muyi said: Yue Zhi and Daliang have always been friends
Xiao Yuan laughed and said: Your Highness, it's really Your Highness.
He led the horse for Li Muyi, and the wind blew through her hair. There was a faint fragrance of flowers, which was refreshing than the smell on the grassland.
Facing the wind, Li Muyi squinted her eyes lightly, looking at the endless grassland, which makes people feel relaxed, free and comfortable
Xiao Yuan led the horse and turned around circle after circle. Seeing her squinting appearance, she couldn't help but smile and said in a loud voice: My real name is Sarle Xiao Yuan, who taught me Chinese, gave me a name for me. He said, "The word "yuan" is open and honest, and is for a gentleman.
Maybe it was because of the wind blowing on his face, Li Muyi smiled rarely, Sarla, a very nice name
I am older than you and the same age as your sixth brother. Yongjia can also call me brother. This sentence brings the distance between the two very close.
Li Muyi found it difficult to think that this person was rude, confused, and novel, and murmured: Brother Xiao Yuan?
Xiao Yuan responded quickly. Seeing that Li Muyi was surprised that he deserved to be so fast and looked really interesting, he laughed happily.
Li Muyi listened to this bright laughter, which looked like the soft wind that had just stroked her ear.
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