"No, no!"

"This is too fast."

Fang Ying bit the tip of his tongue hard to clear his mind, "Not only do I want to get Princess Yongjia's people, I also want to get her heart!"

"Only in this way, when she shows her cards to the emperor, will she not back down and face the emperor's wrath with me."

"So, for the sake of your own life, you'd better endure it..."

Fang Ying has a strong desire to survive.

He quickly stretched out his hand, held Princess Yongjia's cold little hand, and said with a dry smile:

"Well... my aunt was frightened today, so she should go back home early to rest. Wei Chen will send you back now, okay?"

Princess Yongjia raised her head, looked at Fang Ying tenderly and said: "Erlang, I'm afraid we won't be able to go back tonight."

"Can't go back? How come?"

Fang Ying said strangely: "Before sunset, we sent the guard who was driving the carriage and rushed back to the city to report the news. Someone should come to pick us up."

"What Erlang said is that if I guess correctly, the saint should have sent Zhang Ananda, his personal servant, but..."

"Just what?"

Princess Yongjia smiled softly and said softly: "It's just that General Zhang, I'm afraid he hasn't even come out of the palace gate now..."

"What?" Fang Ying asked in surprise with his eyes widened: "Why is he so slow? At this hour, he can go around twice on horseback."

Princess Yongjia smiled and said: "Of course it's because of the curfew."

Curfew... curfew?

Fang Ying was stunned.

Only then did he realize that this was not the sleepless city of the Tang Dynasty in later generations, but the ancient capital of Chang'an more than 1,300 years ago.

Not to mention the 24-hour store.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the entire city was immediately put under lockdown, and no one was allowed to leave the community, even if they had a health code... Of course, this is a special situation, but after Zhang Anan has gone to leaders at all levels for instructions, I'm afraid the curfew will be over. .

"Erlang, are you still confused about writing?"

Princess Yongjia climbed onto Fang Ying like a snake, exhaling from her red lips like orchid: "The spring night is too short, why don't we take a rest early..."

Facing the invitation from a young mature woman.

Fang Ying's brain was congested and his heart was pounding.

Especially where he looked, the beautiful body hidden in the palace robe, which contained the unique charm of a young woman, made his blood boil even more.

"And Princess Yongjia...are here?"

Fang Ying looked around and suddenly felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

During the day, in this thatched cottage, Princess Gaoyang cheated on Monk Bianji. Now by chance, this is the place where Fang Ying and Princess Yongjia Wushan Yunyu meet again...

It’s really the way of heaven that reincarnation is good, who will God spare...

at the same time.

Inside the Tai Chi Hall in Chang'an City.

All the civil and military ministers have left.

Only the candles on both sides of the hall continued to burn quietly, and the Wannian palace lanterns shone on the gilded dragon pillars of the hall, creating a solemn atmosphere.

On the golden dragon chair.

Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty tilted his head slightly, his sharp eyes pierced the darkness, looked at the silent hall and asked: "Master, what do you think about Qingque's stabbing?"

"Back to Your Majesty, I have just made a divination. Your Highness, the King of Wei, has nothing to worry about."

The voice fell.

From the shadow of the main hall, a Taoist priest slowly walked out.

I saw him wearing a green Taoist robe, holding a floating dust in his hand, and his eyes were deep and bright, as if he could see everything in the world.

It was none other than the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty, Yuan Tiangang.

"Since Qingque has no worries, I can rest assured."

Li Shimin said expressionlessly: "I'm just a little curious. Are the people who dare to hide outside Chang'an City and attack me, the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, really sent by the Turks?"

"Your Majesty, I won't rule out this possibility..."

Yuan Tiangang raised his head, looked straight at the bright starry sky in the distance through the door of the main hall, and spoke calmly:

"Although our country, the Tang Dynasty, is prosperous, it is also surrounded by powerful enemies, especially in the north and west. The alien races are so angry that they have the potential to compete with our country, the Tang Dynasty."

"You mean, the Xueyantuo Tribe and the Western Turks?"

Li Shimin's tone became colder: "Hmph! The Yi men of Xue Yantuo's tribe took advantage of me to send troops to destroy the Eastern Turks. They set up tents at Yudujun Mountain in the south of the Orkhon River, annexed a large area of ​​the Eastern Turks' land, and gathered troops. Two hundred thousand!"

"There are also the Western Turks in the west, who are also instigating the Gaochang Kingdom to make moves!"

"It seems that I still didn't hurt them enough!"

Yuan Tiangang withdrew his gaze, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be anxious. When the time comes, I will definitely tell you. At that time, Your Majesty can step onto the grassland and expand the territory."

"Right now, there is something more important."

"Oh?" A strange expression flashed across Li Shimin's face, "What else is more important than the safety of my Datang?"

Yuan Tiangang cupped his hands and said: "I watched the sky tonight and discovered that a new star suddenly shined brightly and had huge energy. It can actually affect the fortune of the Ziwei Emperor Star."

"Oh? Is this happening?"

Li Shimin's expression became serious and he asked: "Master, is the appearance of this star good or bad?"

"Returning to the saint can be a blessing or a disaster!"

Yuan Tiangang continued: "The trajectory of this star is mysterious and abnormal. Where it comes from and where it goes, I can't figure it out, but there is one thing I can be sure of..."
Chapter completed!