The Great Tang: World Martial God

Many things are so contradictory in the end.

The original intention was that it was Tang Hao who wanted Meng Yuqi to leave, but now it is also Tang Hao who intends to let him stay.

After all these contacts, Tang Hao already knew a lot about Meng Yuqi.

I also know that she is very different from this mortal woman.

After hearing Meng Yuqi's questioning, Tang Hao was slightly taken aback.

Tang Hao knew that it was because of the improper way of speaking at the beginning.

Tang Hao said after a moment of contemplation.

"I didn't mean to offend, but I didn't want to see you staying in this land of wind and moon."

"In fact, Chang'an is so big, how can there be no place for you?"

After hearing this, Meng Yuqi, who was beside her, narrowed her smile, sighed, looked at the tea cup in front of her, and said slowly.

"Since you are in this red dust, you can't decide what happens behind you."

"Even if you haven't said anything, after all, you have walked in this red dust, and it is no longer clean."

There was a touch of helplessness in the tone, and a touch of sadness.

Slowly raising her head, Meng Yuqi's eyes were a little bit reluctant.

"What's more, the slave family is not alone, and I also have my concerns. I can't do it casually."

"If I insist on staying in this prosperous Chang'an, I will definitely bring you unnecessary trouble."

Hearing this, Tang Hao's heart suddenly shook, his pupils closed.

Before, Tang Hao had guessed that Meng Yuqi's identity must be extraordinary.

Looking at it now, it really is!

In this era, there are many forces, the biggest one is the court that controls the direction of Datang.

And outside the court, there are still some forces that will be invisible in the invisible, affecting the direction of the entire Tang Dynasty.

Tang Hao even felt that the Meng Yuqi in front of him was in some great power outside the court.

However, Tang Hao now holds the power of the third rank and is quite influential in the army.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current Tang Hao already has the capital to contend with these state lords.

Nowadays, the only thing that can threaten Tang Hao is the emperor's power.

There was a moment of silence.

Tang Hao said lightly.

"Stay, there will be no trouble."

As he spoke, Tang Hao's eyes were determined, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him blankly.

The eyes are facing each other.

Meng Yuqi smiled sadly and shook his head gently.

"Perhaps, you are strong now and play a decisive role in the court."

"But you can't imagine the power behind me. You can't beat them."

"Back then, the Great Sui Dynasty was destroyed, and there are their shadows, even the change of the Xuanwu Gate of the Tang Dynasty, they were among them..."

Speaking of this, Meng Yuqi lowered his head and did not continue.

Hearing these words, Tang Hao's heart shook slightly.

Although Meng Yuqi didn't say it clearly, the faint Tang Hao could guess that the shadow of Wu Wang must be indispensable behind this.

Tang Hao regained his expression after a slight initial shock, his eyes flickered, and his expression calmly said.

"Perhaps, in your eyes, they are very strong."

"But this is the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty, and it belongs to the king of Tang Dynasty."

"Here, it's not their one-acre three-point land!"

Looking at the confident man in front of him, Meng Yuqi glanced out the window and leaned close to Tang Hao's ear, whispering softly.

"There are some things that the Nujia can't mention too much."

"Wu Wang is not as simple as that. After the slave house leaves, I hope Master Hou will be more careful."

The kind reminder sounded like a mosquito.

After reminding, Meng Yuqi sat back slowly and said.

"In Chang'an, you have your home, and in another part of Datang, I have my home."

"I have stayed here in Chang'an for so long, so it's time to go back and visit my parents."

Hearing this, Tang Hao frowned and remained silent.

a long time.

Tang Hao asked slowly.

"After this time, when will you return?"

After listening, Meng Yuqi was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said.

"The slave family shouldn't be stepping into Chang'an, and the family will not allow me to set foot here."

Seeing the man in front of him was also a little sad, Meng Yuqi squeezed out a smile.

"The sky and the moon send my heart. If Master Hou can think of the slave house, you might as well look at the moon in the sky. I will miss Master Hou somewhere here."

"The land in the south of the Yangtze River is very beautiful. If you have a leisurely relationship with Lord Hou, you might as well have a song. Maybe you can meet me on the bank of the West Lake."

Soft love words, with a touch of tenderness, but also with a touch of reluctance.

Without words, Tang Hao picked up the wine in the glass and drank it all in one fell swoop.

Meng Yuqi slowly got up, sat in the corner of the elegant room, holding the strings in her hands.

The voice of the beads falling on the jade plate came slowly.

"When I saw Young Master Tang, it was also Young Master Tang who wrote this song to the Nujia."

"Now, the Nujia will play this tune again."

When the voice fell, the piano sounded.

The smell of wine overflows in the tongue, and the sound of the piano lingers in the ears.

Tang Hao's thoughts suddenly stopped at Meng Yuqi's subtle reminder.

Long ago, Chang Sun Chong had reminded himself that the old bustard was not easy, and Hu Yuelou was even more difficult.

It is very likely that such a Hongda brothel is not a single place to make money.

Perhaps this is a pair of eyes arranged by some dignitaries in Chang'an City.

Such as the king of Wu, such as a large force outside the dynasty.