Chapter 582

Southern Xinjiang's Yi deep Prince discontented opening mouth, looking at that person, Mou Guang takes a touch of unconvinced.

"I smile that we have no knowledge, just some night pearls. It's really a shame that we show such a petty manner!"

"You!" Prince Yishen's face sank, a little ugly.

Prince Morino's face changed a little, and he quickly turned away. With a modest smile on his lips, he stepped forward and said, "it turns out that it's little king lute of Mobei. Nanzhao palace is really luxurious. This is a fact. Why can't we marvel?"

"Don't take me if you don't know!"

The man, who was called Little King of lute, snorted coldly, with pride and disdain on his face. His eyes glanced at the luxurious decorations around him, and there was a flash of greed in his eyes. These people in the Central Plains live a very luxurious life.

If he got into Nanzhao with the iron hoof of Mobei, he would surely beat all these Nanzhao people who only know how to enjoy all day long!

What's more, Nanzhao was still a women's country——

Thinking of this, little king lute flashed a look of indecency and said, "Nanzhao is a daughter country after all. Women should be at home to teach their husbands and children. It's really humiliating to be in public all day. I'm afraid all the men in Nanzhao are weak chickens, Ha ha ha -- "

"Ha ha ha. The young king said yes

"Which of the Nanzhao men we met along the way were not painted? It's like losing a man's face

"I'm afraid the Nanzhao empress is tired of seeing these men all day long. I'm afraid she will know what a real man is when she sees shaowang at that time."

"Ha ha ha, you're right!" Little king lute looked at his subordinates with admiration. His eyes passed the Nanzhao palace maids who led them into the palace, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction.

The maids who led the way were very angry, but when they thought of the explanation from the master, they were patient again.

Seeing that the Nanzhao people didn't respond, little king lute said more and more, "I heard that the Nanzhao female emperor grew up in shengqian kingdom. Such a woman who was raised in the boudoir could sit on the throne of God. There is really no one in Nanzhao kingdom! Ha ha ha

"When the young king marries the empress, let her stay at ease in the harem."

The people who accompanied him spoke with arrogance. He laughed and looked proud, as if he had become Xiao Liuyan's man.

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly rang out. When the crowd came back to their senses, they only saw that little king lute, who was originally tall and burly, had been kicked out a few feet away and fell on the ground and fainted directly. In the same place, there was a man with a cold face.

Chu Yi glanced at the small envoys and said, "if you sincerely come to congratulate the empress on her accession to the throne, Nanzhao welcomes you very much. But if you come to find fault, then his present situation is your end."

"Wow

Prince Morino of Japan, Prince Yishen and Princess Yirou of Southern Xinjiang all changed their looks. Looking at the young king of rute who fell in the distance and didn't know his life and death, they closed their mouths and thought carefully.

For fear of being seen by Nanzhao people.

Seeing this, Chu Yi gave a cold hum, looked at the female official beside him and said, "please send the young king of Mobei back to the post station and tell him the meaning of Nanzhao."

The female official in charge of reception looks a little dissatisfied, but she has been taught a lesson by the first day of junior high school. She has no choice but to deal with the matter with a stiff head. However, she thinks that she must report it to her majesty later.

Did the people around empress Feng overstep?

"Hey, are you Nanzhao people going too far? We're here to congratulate the empress on her accession to the throne, but you're actually beating our little king?"

Morton, the subordinate brought by lute, was not happy. Today, he lost such a big face in Nanzhao. How could they leave easily? Moreover, they came here with a purpose. How could they be swept out like this?

The first day of junior high school coldly looked at the speaker. Facing the muscular man who was a head higher than him, he said, "since you are here to congratulate me, what about the present?"

Morton choked for a moment. Mobei is located in the wilderness, and there is nothing to hold. Every winter, it can survive safely only by plundering the neighboring small countries, or even harassing Nanzhao, Yuancang and other big countries!

It's like taking meat from a jackal. Is that possible?

Naturally, it was impossible. Not only that, Morton turned his eyes and thought about it, and said, "well, you Nanzhao deceived people so much that you beat our little king, and even asked us for a gift? There is no end to this matter. We must give a statement! ""Yes, give us a statement!"

"Say something, say something!"

The first ring of junior high school held her chest and said coldly, "Oh? What do you want to say? "

"Give us little king Luther an apology and make amends to Mobei, otherwise --"

"Or how will you be?" The first day of junior high school, he asked.

Morton said: "the iron horse in Mobei is not a vegetarian!"

It can be said that the threat of chiguoguo is very much on her nose. The female official around junior one looks slightly changed. She was in charge of reception in various countries, but now she has such a situation in her hands.

If the war really started, she would be the culprit of Nanzhao!

Thinking of this, the female official stepped forward and pushed the first day of junior high school behind her. She faced the Mobei people and said in a gentle voice: "it's really wrong for us to fight against little king lute, but were you too much just now?"

Mo Dun, the leader of Mobei, looked at her up and down. "Who are you, man? What's the matter with a woman?" That strong disdain, as well as the whole body of meat, let her heart tremble.

"I'm Nie Xiaochun, a female official of Nanzhao, who is in charge of the reception of this time. It's wrong for you to speak rudely to my empress. How can you be so rude and unreasonable?"

Nie Xiaochun slightly raised his chin, trying not to show his timidity.

"Ha ha, she said I was unreasonable?" Morton turned his head and looked at the people behind him and laughed. The Mobei people behind him burst into laughter. Then, Morton turned around and looked at Nie Xiaochun coldly——

"No nonsense! Do you want to go to war? "

Nie Xiaochun was flustered, and his face was a little white. He said quickly, "of course not. I have no intention of feuding with other countries in Nanzhao..."

"Since you don't want to fight, stop talking nonsense and apologize!!"

Looking at Morton's fierce expression and the Japanese and southern Xinjiang envoys who were watching jokes around, Nie Xiaochun only felt that her face was hot. As a female official of Nanzhao state, her words and deeds represented Nanzhao.

If she apologized, where would Nanzhao lose face?

But if they don't apologize, Mobei has always been an unreasonable tribe. Every winter, the people on the border of Nanzhao state will not be bothered by it. If they want to hate the conflict, what will they do?

For a time, Nie Xiaochun was in a dilemma!

But Morton would not wait for her to think about the pros and cons. He said impatiently, "what are you doing? Sure enough, it's troublesome for a woman to do things. Apologize quickly!"

"Apologize quickly!"

"Sorry!"

In the face of Mobei people's pressure, Nie Xiaochun's face turns pale and bites her lower lip slightly. She intends to apologize. As soon as she takes a step, her hand is grasped by others. What she sees is a knife like chin. When she looks up, it's a man's indifferent face.

"What are you doing?"

Nie Xiaochun gave a low roar.

The beginning glanced at her one eye, way: "should be I ask, Nie female officer wants to do what?"

Nie Xiaochun: What else can she do? In order not to fight between the two countries, she naturally apologizes. If he had not just been too impulsive, how could she have to apologize in such a low voice?

This damned man!!!

"Do you think that if you apologize, they will expose it?" The first day of junior high school said and looked coldly at Morton. The other side's face was fierce and his eyes were shining like wolves. When he heard the words of the first day of junior high school, Morton sneered——

"It's no good apologizing. Nanzhao must compensate us for the loss of shaowang. He's in a coma now, but I don't know how he's hurt

On the first day of the new year, he coldly raised his lips and looked at LUT, who had fallen to the ground and had not moved. He said coldly, "it's impossible to want Nanzhao's apology. As for LUT's loss, I don't need Nanzhao's compensation. Sheng Qian is responsible for it."

"Sheng Qian?"

Morton was stunned for a moment, and then said, "what are you talking about? What does this have to do with Sheng Qianguo?"

Mobei is a nomadic people, the news has been closed, so that Japan and southern Xinjiang all know the relationship between Nanzhao empress and shengqian emperor, they do not know, but even if they know, they will still commit crimes.

After all, Mobei has been very disobedient!

"If Mobei wants to go to war, Sheng Qian will accompany him at any time."

"You!"

Morton's face sank, and he couldn't help looking at the little king behind him. When he heard the aggressive words of junior one, he woke up and pointed to the nose of junior one"You Sheng Qian deceive people too much!"

On the first day of the new year, Nie Xiaochun looked at him in surprise and pointed to the little king of lute. He couldn't speak. Didn't he faint?

"Ben shaowang is OK," Little King lute got up and patted the dust on his body, and said, "Ben shaowang is just joking with you. You are nervous one by one. It's not fun!"

The first day of junior high school didn't speak, and his eyes were cold. After talking to himself for a long time, but he didn't dare to see the first day of junior high school, he could only yell at Nie Xiaochun: "Hey, aren't you responsible for taking us to Mingfeng hall? Why don't you go yet? "

Nie Xiaochun was awakened by his roar. Looking at the lively little king of lute, she felt angry. Is this little king of Mobei making fun of her?

Thinking of this, Nie Xiaochun's face became cold. "Little King lute, I think you don't look very well. It's better to go back to the post station for a rest. Otherwise, if you faint in the main hall of Nanzhao, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary influence! Come on. "