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Chapter 1370 solemn promise

As soon as Deyang said this, Xiahou Yongli understood that she wanted to save Liang Hanwen.

"He is a good person, but it is also true that he is greedy for money." Xiahou Yongli didn't like this young man very much. No matter how hard he had, the superiors didn't want his subordinates to be that kind of person.

Deyang opened his mouth slightly and let out a sigh: "It is indeed wrong for him to be greedy for money, but he will not die. Besides, a gentleman acts, some can do but some cannot do. He just wants to use all means to argue for his father's grievances, but unfortunately the method is wrong, but he has never considered himself a gentleman, which is stronger than Xue Baifeng."

Speaking of this, she gritted her teeth.

When she came back this time, her friendship with Xue Baifeng was completely over. How could a smart person like Xue Baifeng not see what she wanted? No matter what, she was already the Princess Yun Qian, no longer a member of the Shang Dynasty, and even the Dahuang Dynasty. Therefore, the court and country she wanted were protected by Xue Baifeng's life.

Not only him, but even Nangong Mo, Qin Ziyun and even Jiang Ge Lao will be her enemies. For private, they have a friendship with her master and disciple, and friends with her. For public servants, they are just enemies of life and death.

These people are standing in the world in accordance with the important tasks of the country, with the spirit of a gentleman, and are not like Liang Hanwen who uses any means. He abandoned the character of a literati. As long as the world gives his father a clean innocence, if she can restore his father's innocence, he will surrender immediately and will never hesitate.

What's more, even if he still insists on his innocence, Qin Ziyue will be charged with surrendering to the enemy and traitoring the country. Since that's the case, it's better to really rebel.

I guess Liang Hanwen is not the kind of loyal person, and he can understand what she means, right?

Xiahou Yongli thought the opposite of her. He felt that Liang Hanwen was not a reliable person and didn't want Deyang to use him very much. However, he saw Deyang's intentions and knew it was difficult to dissuade him, so he could only sigh: "Since you think he is available, then give it a try. I'll send someone to save him."

Deyang shook his head abruptly: "No, I'll send someone in person!"

"Your people are in the dark, it's a bit early to reveal them now." Xiahou Yongli did not speak out loud, but the meaning in his words made Deyang shocked and shocked.

She was silent for a while before she whispered: "Yuntan, no matter how beautiful the country is, it is not as important as the person in front of her. If you... if you encounter danger, remember to live well!"

Since she learned that he had a revenge, she was restless. After returning to Da Shang, she felt even more obvious. She didn't know why she always felt such an ominous feeling. This feeling has been lingering in her heart, making her unable to sit and lie down.

Xiahou Yongli rarely heard her speak so gently, especially when she was full of worries at this moment. She looked at him with great dependence like a fragile bird that needed to rely on, making his heart full of soft spring water instantly. He walked to her, set off the mottled sycamore tree with green leaves, and made a gentle and firm promise: "Don't be afraid of Yinyin, I have recorded your instructions. No matter what happens, I will definitely come back alive!"

"This is what you said, don't forget it!" Deyang's delicate five fingers climbed up to him, looking at him steadily, and his illusion was repeated.

Xiahou Yongli smiled slightly, his eyes were as clear as waves, soft as the silk satin weaved by a spring silkworm, and it slipped through Deyang's heart smoothly: "Silly girl, since she got pregnant, she has become more and more like a little girl. Yinyin, don't worry, I will not leave you and the child behind, never!"

He hugged her and made a solemn promise under the mottled and tender sycamore tree! ()

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