Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Xue Huaien had been standing at the gate of the camp. Seeing her like this, he was a little overwhelmed for a while, and said, "This girl, what's wrong?"

"What else?"

Murong Qiuming coldly glanced at Song Zhiwen from the corner of his eye, and sneered: "Xiao Nizi, the love is on."

Xue Huaien opened his eyes wide: "Really?"

"What do you mean?"

"Xue Zhen came back and told me that I still don't believe it. After all, this girl always has eyes higher than the top--ah no, only the wolves can be seen in her eyes, and she never puts others in her eyes. Unexpectedly, she actually—"

Speaking of this, I can't believe it: "She really doesn't hurt that Li, so tempted?"

Murong Qiuming didn't answer immediately, but chuckled lightly and glanced at Song Zhiwen from the corner of his eye.

Said: "Is there any fake?"

"..."

"It's only a sigh that some people will only look at them, a good piece of meat, and they don't know if they are taken away by the wolf."

Although Xue Huaien seemed a little slow in the matter of men and women, but when he heard this, he immediately reacted and looked at Song Zhi.

Under the candlelight, Song Zhiwen's originally pale face became even paler at this time.

He whispered: "I know."

"..."

Song Zhi asked didn't say anything, his eyes were fixed, as if he was thinking of something.

After a long while, I reluctantly recovered, raised his head and glanced at the two people in front of him, and said "Um".

"Humph!"

Murong Qiuming had an expression of hating iron and steel, and sneered: "What are you still thinking about? People are almost gone."

Xue Huaien said immediately: "Hey, that's not what I said."

"..."

"I think that person... doesn't seem to have any meaning for Jiaojiao. He may not be able to succeed."

"what do you know,"

Murong Qiuming smiled and said: "In this world, women chase men's interlayer yarn. Even a tough man can't stand the soaking of Wenrouxiang, the bones will become soft."

"..."

"Furthermore, in the current situation, Na Li Bushang has been put under house arrest. If we find out the clue that he killed Uncle Cheng, it is determined that he is the murderer, he is a dead end."

"..."

"Under this circumstance, doesn't he move his brain on Jiao Jiao?"

"..."

"That silly girl Jiaojiao still thinks of him in her heart."

The more Murong Qiuming said this, the deeper the hanging needle pattern on Song Zhiwen's eyebrows.

He clenched his fist and said solemnly: "Don't talk about this."

Murong Qiuming glanced at him, and immediately closed his mouth, only slightly twitched the corners of his lips, showing an almost evil smile on his face.

He was born with high nose and deep eyes, and his handsome face was a little bit evil.

Such a smile makes people feel chilly.

Song Zhiwen didn't look at him, but frowned slightly. He lowered his head and meditated for a long time. Then he raised his head and said softly, "Okay, don't talk about this beforehand."

"..."

After speaking, he looked at Murong Qiuming and said, "Qiu Ming, you said you have something to say tonight, and you also called Huai En. What the **** is it?"

Murong Qiuming said, "I want to discuss with you and return to White Dragon City."

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi asked, "Back to White Dragon City?"

"Yes,"

Murong Qiuming said: "Let me tell the truth, my family and I have always disagrees with Xiancheng. What is going on in the White Tiger City of Kuo Kingdom? There is still no clear attitude. By the way, they killed one of our patrons directly before we started negotiations."

"..."

"Such a tyrannical emperor, do you really want to hand over the lives of the White Dragon City and even the lives of so many people in the city?"

"..."

"I tell you, I can't agree."

"..."

"I urge you to be more sober. If you really donate the city, open the city gates and let Yan Nation's army settle in White Dragon City, maybe the fate of Uncle Cheng will be the fate of all of us!"

"..."

"So, I suggest not to stay again, let alone go to Han Dongwei."

"..."

"Go straight back to the mansion and we will go back to White Dragon City. Of course, Li does not hurt this person and must be brought back to the Cheng family to deal with. After all, that is their Patriarch and cannot die in vain."

Song Zhi asked: "If this is the case, then Emperor Yan will go to war on us."

"War on war, are you afraid of him?"

Murong Qiuming said: "It's not that you don't know that this time the emperor of the Kingdom of La and the king of Nanli fought on both sides, and it was such a good opportunity that the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom did not send troops, but sought benefits from both sides. I see this People are just mediocre, don't be afraid of him."

Song Zhi asked: "You can't say that. I don't think this Emperor Yan is easy."

"..."

"This person has a foresight, and the city is very deep. It is against such a person, and it is a power against the previous country. I don't think we can get a bargain in White Dragon City.

"..."

"If at a later time, White Tiger City also uses soldiers on us, then we will really be enemies on both sides, and there will be no peace."

Murong Qiuming said: "If that day comes, it would be better to dedicate the city to Nanli King Arislan than to Yan Guo."

"..."

"At least, Ajislan will not turn back, send someone to assassinate us."

Song Zhi asked, "Qiu Ming, this is still too sloppy. Besides, there is really no real evidence to prove that Uncle Cheng was not killed by Li, so it will inevitably lead to wrong judgments if they are deemed to have killed."

"Do you still think he is innocent?"

Murong Qiuming sneered and glanced at him: "Jiao Jiao is young and ignorant, and blindly believes in that guy. Why are you doing this?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhiwen's face sank again.

He sighed slightly and lowered his head in silence.

Seeing him like this, Murong Qiuming looked up at Xue Huai'en again, and said, "Huaien, what do you think?"

"what?"

"I ask you, what do you think about going back to White Dragon City."

"I--"

Xue Huaien looked at Murong Qiuming and Song Zhiwen, hesitating to speak.

Murong Qiuming said: "I know that your Xue family has always agreed with Xiancheng, especially your eldest lady. But you have to find out that now one person has died, and it is Uncle Cheng. This is no longer like us. The younger generation can call the shots."

"..."

"In my opinion, first take that Li Fushang back, how to deal with it, the several companies will discuss a result before we talk about it."

"..."

"What do you think?"

Xue Huaien frowned, Murong Qiuming almost finished speaking, and he had nothing to say.

After a long silence, he said: "Jiwen, what do you think?"

In this way, it seems that the decision-making power is still in Song Zhiwen's hands.