Chapter 657

As the horse galloped, Nalan night and his party finally arrived at shilizhuang.

A small pavilion can already be seen from a distance. It is not big, broken, and there is no scenery around. It seems a little depressed. The helmsman of a long-term branch stationed in the capital of the southern Wei Dynasty pointed to the front and said, "Lord, there is the Fengyun Pavilion in front."

Looking around, Nalan night also saw the figure standing in the pavilion.

Obviously, the other party is ready and confident that he will come. He is so aboveboard that he doesn't even hide. He's afraid he's already laid an ambush. His eyes narrowed slightly. Nalan night had seen the man's body and couldn't help killing him.

Turning over and dismounting, Nalan night walked step by step towards the Fengyun Pavilion and stopped ten feet away.

"Nalan night, you finally came."

Han Xun had already heard the footsteps, turned around and smiled darkly: "why, your woman didn't come? Oh, yes, I'm afraid you kept the news from her. Luo qingluan just gave birth. How can she stand the news? Her son is missing. She's afraid she's going crazy? Ha ha..."

"Shut up!" Yuan Xing was so angry that he pointed to Han Xun and said, "Han Xun, you are a defeated general. You dare not compete with our Lord. You are the only one who can do such a shameless thing and abduct a newborn baby. No wonder North Vietnam will perish by all means!"

"Presumptuous!"

Han Xun's face turned blue when he was scolded. He gave Yuan Xing a hard slap: "I'm talking to Nalan night. How can you servants interrupt? Who else dares to talk nonsense? Believe it or not, your little master can't live tomorrow!"

Such an impolite threat made Nalan night's men angry, but no one dared to speak again. If a mistake really angers Hanson, the consequences can't be borne by himself.

The cloak made a sound of hunting and wantonly followed the wind. Nalan took a step forward in the night and instantly diffused a majestic breath.

"Hanson, come on, what do you want?"

An indifferent question, but with an indescribable momentum, Nalan night is independent in front of people, with only more than a dozen subordinates behind him, but it's like there are thousands of troops behind him, invincible. With his long hair flying like a waterfall and ink, Hanson felt as if he had been struck by thunder with his cold eyes.

What a terrible momentum, worthy of Nalan night!

This kind of murderous spirit that can be experienced on the battlefield is not comparable to that of a defeated general like him. Even though he was once an emperor, he is now just a poor bandit. Only by using this sinister method can he barely have a chance of winning.

Pooh! Hanson suddenly depressed his timidity and replaced it with towering anger.

"Nalan night, I want you to die!"

Gnashing his teeth, Hanson glared at Nalan night, spitting out words from his teeth: "if it weren't for you, I wouldn't fall into this situation! If it wasn't for Luo qingluan, I wouldn't ignore everything! It's you who destroyed my country and everything. I'll kill you first, and then kill Luo qingluan's bitch!"

Suddenly, a sharp edge flashed like lightning.

Hanson was suddenly aware of the crisis. He was alert and turned sideways with all his strength. He finally avoided it in a hurry at the critical moment.

A wisp of black hair landed leisurely. Hanson's face was blue and touched his temples. His hair was cut off by Nalan night's sword. If he hadn't been hiding fast just now, I'm afraid his face would have been cut off.

"If you speak unkindly to qingluan again, the next time, it won't be your hair." Nalan said coldly at night.

"Naran night!"

Han Xun smiled angrily, "don't you want your own son?"

As soon as his eyes shrunk, Nalan night couldn't control the sword in his hand. He tried his best to suppress the crazy killing intention, pointing to Han Xun and saying, "give me back my son! The king can let bygones be bygones!"

"Ha ha... You're afraid, Nalan night, you're afraid!"

From the beginning, the confrontation fell. Until this time, Hanson reluctantly found a way to frighten Nalan night. His son, the newborn baby, is indeed his inverse scale. As long as he makes good use of his resources, Hanson believes that he has the possibility of success.

Han Xun laughed wildly: "your son fell into my hands, and it's up to me to live or die. Believe it or not, as long as I say a word..." his raised hand was cut off, and his tone was suddenly full of killing intention: "your son's young life is about to disappear!"

Yuan Xing, Yong'an and others were so angry that they almost wanted to rush up and cut Han Xun's random sword to death.

But everyone was afraid to act rashly.

The majestic breath gradually subsided, the air flow around Nalan night slowly disappeared, clenched his fist, as if he had been integrated with the long sword in his hand, but he had to control himself. For a long time, Nalan night seemed to admit defeat and said in a deep voice, "OK, Hanson, what do you want to say?"

Han Xun Jie smiled: "Nalan night, don't worry. If you want to kill you again, I will fight with you fairly. You take my country and my beloved woman, but I will still convince you in a fair way."

Untie the cloak behind him, Han Xun brushed his hand and proudly stepped forward: "you and I, one-on-one, fair duel! If you win, I'll give it back to your son, if you lose..."

At this time, a man came up behind him and handed the thing in his hand to Han Xun. He grabbed it and raised his hand. The people saw that it was a small swaddle. Then a baby cry sounded, and everyone was shocked.

"If you lose, the child will fall on his head! Ha ha..."

Yuan Xing and others saw that their anger was unforgivable. If they hadn't tried their best to restrain, they really wanted to rush out and take the baby in Han Xun's hands. But no one dared to move without permission. He stared at Hansen and wanted to break him into pieces.

Even if it was Nalan night, when he saw the swaddling clothes in Hanson's hands, he couldn't help but jump in his heart.

But he was well controlled, his complexion did not move, and the waves did not rise. Only those close to him could barely guess his inner anger and killing intention from the depth of his eyes.

"Come out, Nalan night, and I will decide life and death!" Hanson roared and challenged.

Nalan night untied his cloak and was about to come forward. Yuan Xing and others hurriedly stopped him: "Lord, don't go, don't be fooled by Han Xun!"

"Ha ha, Nalan night, are you afraid? Are you afraid of losing to me? Are you afraid of losing everything? I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of? Besides, your country was robbed from me!" Hanson laughed wildly and was arrogant.

Yong'an was very angry and shouted, "Hanson, shut up! You mean man, should threaten with such a conspiracy and the life of a baby! You have nothing. Why should you decide life and death with our Lord!"

"Get out!"

Hanson was so angry that he held up his swaddling clothes: "Nalan night, I don't have enough time to give you nonsense. If you don't promise again, I'll kill your son immediately. You can try whether you rob quickly or I start quickly!"

With that, he seemed to be about to do it.

"Wait!" Nalan night spread his arms, jumped out with his toes, and floated down five feet away from Han Xun. His pupils were deep: "OK, I'll fight you one-on-one, life and death!"

Ten miles away, the capital of the southern Wei Dynasty, Zhenxiu Workshop

Luo qingluan sat in the room, uneasy.

Her eyelids jumped suddenly. She always felt that something bad was going to happen, but she couldn't think of what would happen.

What's the matter? Why is she so upset? This feeling is too sudden and without warning, but it makes her fidgety, anxious and bored. She couldn't help laughing at herself. Did she commit postpartum depression?

No, I should!

Recently, she has been accompanied by Nalan night. Her son is also healthy and lively. He can eat and sleep. How can he suddenly feel so uncomfortable? Suddenly, something flashed in her heart. Luo qingluan stood up: "green plum..."

The green plum lifted the curtain and came in from the outside, looking cautious: "princess, what can I do for you?"

"By the way, it's hot today. Tell the kitchen to prepare a kelp duck soup. When the prince comes back, he can go to the fire." Luo qingluan looked indifferent and said with a smile: "prepare more dishes. The Lord must be tired when he comes back. Remember to prepare hot water and the Lord will take a bath. Oh, one more thing, I want the Lord to visit his Highness the prince tomorrow. Tell your boss and let her see what suitable gifts she has and let the LORD bring them tomorrow."

Every time Luo qingluan said a word, Qingmei's face was a little ugly. She nodded in anticipation, but her tone was not natural at all.

"Princess, why don't you... Maybe another day. The prince is out today. He may come back late." Qingmei thought about how to make the princess stop thinking about the prince coming back as soon as possible, let alone what, "the prince is estimated to be tired. How about... The day after tomorrow, how about going to see the crown prince the day after tomorrow?"

She's dying of anxiety. The LORD went out to see the mysterious man. I don't know if there will be an accident. Can I come back smoothly tonight. There's also the son of a young man. His whereabouts are still unknown. I don't know what's going on now.

Luo qingluan kept staring at her and suddenly said, "Qingmei, what did the prince do in Shili village?"

"Lord, he's going..." Qingmei didn't pay attention and almost blurted out. Although she stopped behind, Keluo qingluan had heard the meaning of her words: "do you know what the Lord is doing? Qingmei, tell me what the Lord is doing, who he sees and what he does?"

"Princess... Please don't ask."

Then she realized that she had slipped her tongue and Qingmei was almost crying: "the prince will be fine. He will come back. Princess, don't think too much..."

Luo qingluan interrupted her: "either you tell me now, or I'll go to shilizhuang to find the Lord now. Do you say it?"

“……”

Seeing that Qingmei was still hesitating, Luo qingluan didn't say much. He turned and walked to the door. When he opened the door, he was about to go out. Qingmei painstakingly dragged her out: "princess, you are still in confinement. You can't go out! Please, I said, I said, the prince has gone to Shili village to see a man."

"See who?" Luo qingluan stared at her and pressed her questions step by step.

"Wang Ye... The people who went and met were... Han Xun, emperor of North Vietnam..."

What, Hanson? When Luo qingluan heard this, her heart suddenly jumped!