"Go to appease, go." Seeing this, Queen Aoyun wakes up quickly, and at the same time, she quickly gets up and chases after her.

"Night Son, not fast chase."

The bride and the queen ran quickly through the side of Ryukyu, out of the hall.

Hao Ming, a few ministers around, hurriedly chased him out, but ryukue and Dugu ye, standing in the center of the hall, did not move.

"How could it be." The face of the prince of the Southern Song Dynasty was like Zhong Kui for a moment.

Above the Huatang, the atmosphere suddenly tensed.

"Don't be angry, Prince. Childish words, childish words." The Lord of Aoyun frowned, stood up and smiled to appease the prince of the Southern Song Dynasty.

At the same time, he shouted to Dugu ye, "what a bastard you said."

In Aoyun, or in this world, if he wants to, he can do whatever he wants. No one can go against his will, even his father, the king of Aoyun.

Holding Ryukyu's hand tightly, Dugu Ye was determined as iron.

Looking at all the movements in the hall, Ryukyu's face didn't change much, but there was a few invisible sarcastic smiles on the corners of his mouth.

"You shameless..." The prince of the Southern Song Dynasty, who was about to attack Ryukyu with his fist, was still angry. Suddenly, a series of distant reports disturbed the chaotic atmosphere of the hall.

"Congratulations to the loyal Wang of Beimu..."

"Congratulations to the loyal Wang of Beimu..."

At this time of chaos, the reports one after another were quickly transmitted from afar. A group of people who had been touched by the guards rushed over in sweat. Their speed was too slow for Ryukyu.

The hall is in chaos. At this time, I heard the name of the loyal king of northern mu. Although I don't know who the loyal king is, the two words of northern mu, Aoyun officials are not familiar.

At the moment, his face changed in unison.