These days, the ninghou mansion has been an eventful autumn. Those officials and others would like to hide far away from the ninghou mansion.
Her ninghou mansion had hardly been visited. So she didn't pay attention to her absence in front of her door these two days. Now think about it is not normal! She is now the concubine of the Heavenly Master, and the super evil Heavenly Master lives in her mansion. Even the Emperor sees the Heavenly Master and wants to talk with him. There's no reason that those officials who are better than monkeys won't come to congratulate him.
Now, it seems that this heavenly master pushed all the red tape ahead of time, so that no one dared to come.
"You are not the official of the long sky kingdom. If you insist on visiting, they dare to stop you?" Ning Xuemo raises his hand and pours him a cup of tea: "come, the guest is here, drink this cup first."
Xi never picked up her tea and held her hand. Under the candlelight, he looked at her eyes like a fire: "snow road, follow me!"
The palm of the young man's hand is not wide enough, but it is very powerful. Ning Xuemo's wrist is a little hurt when he holds it. She looks up at him, but does not move the place: "go? Where to? "
"Go anywhere! Better than waiting here! Do you really want to marry him? " Xi Jue is an activist. Take her and go out.
Ning Xuemo's foot is like a root, and she didn't take back her hand. She just asked him, "Xi Jue, where can you take me to escape?"? Do you dare to tear your face with this cold mountain moon
Xi Jue choked: "this is my personal behavior, and has nothing to do with the palace of the Ming Dynasty! Besides, he is a painter. He doesn't have much power. What can be done even if he is granted the title of Celestial Master of Changkong? He can't attack the Ming Palace because of this. Even if we attack mingwangfu, we may not be defeated. It's hard to say who will win. I believe that emperor Le Xuan will not be so stupid... "
Ning Xuemo sighed. Although Xi Jue is very smart, he is still a 15-year-old child --
"Xi Jue, do you think this cold mountain moon is really a bachelor, and there is no power around him?"
Xi Jue was shocked: "isn't it? I sent someone to sort out his information, although his whereabouts disappeared. But it's one person every time. It's just a painter with high martial arts. If Chang Kong doesn't come out for him, he can't compete with the palace of the Ming Dynasty. "
Ning Xuemo could not help rubbing his brow and heart, patting his hand, and his tone was quite serious: "xijue, you are the successor of the Ming king, so it can't be too simple to think about things."
Xi Jue looks at her with wide eyes: "what do you mean?"
"If you think about it carefully, this cold mountain moon has been famous for more than 60 years. He has always been treasured. Many things are rare in the world. If there is no secret power around such a big fat sheep, those big gang families will let him be so happy?"
Xijue: "..."
That's right. In fact, both countries and gangs need a lot of money to maintain normal operation. Money will never be too much. These money may not be earned in the right light, and there are some hidden operations. For example, killing people and surpassing goods, such as the so-called killing the rich to help the poor
And this Mr. Han is such a good fat sheep.
Ning Xuemo then said: "no matter how powerful a person is, he can't compete with a country or a gang.