"Your Highness, there is no need to panic, just sit back and relax."

Fang Ying smiled and patted the young woman's slender waist.

Princess Yongjia blushed and became quiet instantly.

She had a temperament that was taught by others, but now that she recognized Fang Ying's strength, she would do whatever he said.

at this time.

Fang Ying raised his chin slightly and said loudly: "Gao Yang, get out of the way immediately!"

"What did you say?!"

Princess Gao Yang became even more angry when she heard this, "Fang Ying! How dare you speak to me like this? Are you impatient with life?"

"Haha! What? Do you still want to kill my consort?"

"You...get out of aunt's car right now and follow me back to the princess's mansion!"

"Go back to the princess mansion?"

Fang Ying sneered and said slowly in a sarcastic tone: "Go back and continue to endure your unruliness?"

"you……"

Princess Gaoyang's arrogance suddenly stagnated.

She was used to Fang Ying's cowardice, but now, Fang Ying's tone was strange and cold, with an unquestionable aura.

This made her angry and at the same time a little inexplicably panicked...

"Also." Fang Ying continued: "Do you still need me to describe what you did this afternoon in front of Princess Yongjia?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Li Shu's eyes, and he shouted with a guilty conscience: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't..."

"Enough!"

Fang Ying interrupted coldly: "I only believe in my own eyes, so from now on, you and I will be well on our own, and no one should point fingers at each other!"

"If you continue to be unreasonable and unreasonable, I will sacrifice the face of the Fang family and your Majesty and fight to the death!"

"You'd better not force me!"

These words.

Like thunder.

Princess Gaoyang was speechless.

She blushed, looking at the carriage passing by in shock and anger, but she couldn't say a word.

Inside the carriage.

Princess Yongjia lay in Fang Ying's arms, her face red and charming.

The experience just now was so exciting.

As soon as Li Shu lifted the car curtain, he could see that his aunt and her consort were together. This kind of secretive pleasure was simply irresistible.

"Erlang, now...do you want to go back to the house?"

She raised her beautiful face and asked softly.

"Don't worry yet."

Fang Ying shook his head gently.

He put his hand into his arms and held the part of Qingye's skirt, his eyes showing unprecedented solemnity and seriousness.

"Before we return to our house, let's go to...thatched cottage!"

…

The lanterns are on.

In Chang'an City, the towering Tai Chi Hall is brightly lit.

The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, sat on the dragon chair with a majestic face, his eyes were like the abyss of the sea, looking down at the ministers sitting there.

The candlelight flickered in the hall.

More than a dozen civil servants and generals, dressed in purple robes, with gold and jade belts around their waists, hanging thirteen kuangs, stood in the hall with their hands tied, in a state of solemn silence.

"Crack!"

Li Shimin threw a secret envelope heavily on the imperial case.

"I just received the news that my most beloved son, Qingque, was assassinated by Turks during a poetry gathering in the peach forest outside the city."

"Everyone in the family, please discuss what should be done."

Listen to this.

All the ministers were shocked.

When your beloved son was stabbed, His Majesty actually kept his anger and didn't express a single wave of emotion in his tone. This kind of determination is worthy of being an emperor through the ages!

The words just finished here.

A roar sounded in the hall.

"What a nonsense!"

A furious middle-aged man jumped up with a fierce look in his eyes, "Turkish boy! How dare you assassinate my prince of the Tang Dynasty! Just beat him up!"

Dog...dog day?

Everyone's expressions froze, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

The original solemn atmosphere in the hall also relaxed.

Who else but Lu Guogong Cheng Yaojin dared to spit out fragrance in front of the emperor in the main hall?

Facing this evil king.

Li Shimin was also quite helpless, waving his hand and saying: "Zhijie, please step aside first."

"His Majesty!"

Cheng Yaojin roared, stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying: "It seems that the Turkic children have forgotten the title of His Majesty, Tian Khan. It's time to teach them a lesson!"

"Your Majesty, please allocate 50,000 elite troops to Lao Cheng, and I will set off immediately to destroy the Turks and level the desert!"

The voice fell.

The eyes of the generals in the room immediately turned red.

Cheng Yaojiing is so full of calculations that he actually wants to take advantage of this opportunity to lead troops to fight... How could such a good thing be your turn?

Then a large group of people stood up.

"Your Majesty! I am also willing to lead the army on an expedition!"

"Your Majesty! The general is incompetent. We only need 30,000 elite soldiers to pacify the Western Regions!"

"X is going too! Don't let anyone compete with me!"

…

In the Tai Chi Hall, the voices asking for orders could be heard endlessly.

Li Shimin looked at the people scrambling for the first place, and his heart felt hot.

At this time, the Tang Dynasty was prosperous and had many generals... Li Jing, Duke of Dai, Li Ji, Duke of England, Chi Jingde, Duke of E, Zhang Gongjin, Duke of Zou, Duan Zhixuan, Duke of Fan, Junji, Duke of Chen, Li Xiaogong, Prince of Hejian...

All the famous generals of the Tang Dynasty who could fight gathered here.

At this moment, His Majesty Li Er is undoubtedly proud, because it was he who led these famous generals and single-handedly created the prosperous age of Zhenguan.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, please be patient."

Faced with the anger of the heroes, Li Shimin comforted him and said: "There are many doubts about Qingque's assassination. It won't be too late to discuss sending troops after I find out the truth."

"Right now, I'm confused about something..."
Chapter completed!