Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 778 Irritable Warrior VS Allure Dancer (37)

"What's the name of the golden flower?" His Royal Highness held the girl's hand, but his heart was not as calm and steady as it appeared on the surface.

Just now when he saw her standing furtively at the entrance of the Sandalwood Hall, he thought she was a young person, so he lifted the other party's bamboo hat, and when the white gauze was lifted——

He saw the most beautiful person in the world.

It turns out that there is such a heart-warming girl, tough, cute, delicate, and touching.

"An'an, An'an, the world is safe." Wan'er said casually, determined to conceal her previous name, which was too "enemy" style for the Beiliao people.

"Peace in all directions? No wonder you got the oracle. You have to talk to my father about it later. What kind of oracle is it?"

"Yes, I will." Wan'er was a little unaccustomed to men's excessive enthusiasm, but she didn't point it out clearly—after all, she still wanted to survive.

On other people's territory, just skip a few times, and there may be unexpected gains.

"Father is inside. He should be looking at the parchment left by the prophet. You just go in. It's not convenient for me." The man said, smiling very warmly.

"Thank you."

The magnificent palace was the most magnificent arrangement she could imagine. Where did so many precious diamonds come from?
Jealousy overwhelmed her.

Other girls like all kinds of jewelry, the more exquisite the better, but she is different. She likes shiny gold and gems. The last guy who has such a hobby is a dragon.

She is probably a descendant of the dragon.

After knocking on the door, Wan'er walked in and said, "Your Majesty, I come from a far away place. I have something very important to report to your Majesty this time!"

"Talk." The middle-aged man sitting on the tiger-skin chair had already greyed a lot, but he was still in good spirits, and nothing would happen for a while.

In recent years, the governance of the Northern Liao Dynasty probably depends on this person.

"I got an oracle on the way to escape, and it said——Eternal God, please give my tribe the power of Chang'an, so that this grassland will no longer ignite the flames of war."

This is the third time she has repeated this sentence, and she can completely recite the content of this sentence.

Khan was taken aback for a moment, he looked at the worn parchment in his hand, and at the girl who appeared suddenly.

Exactly the same, can overlap.

"Are you...the god? The God of Light?" The middle-aged man's eyes turned red with excitement, "Is the god finally coming to our Daliao land?"

"I don't know, but the land of Daliao needs peace and quiet for a long time, and it is not suitable for long-term battles. In the end, both sides will suffer, and the land will be devastated." She made nonsense, hoping to temporarily deceive General Lu. The last days.

The step of reasoning can be skipped, if someone threatens, then talk about it.

That night, everyone in the Beiliao Imperial Palace was crazy busy, preparing meals and snacks, and holding an impromptu banquet.

Eternal gods, please let this grassland no longer ignite the flames of war.I will protect the smiles of those children!
While Wan'er was changing her clothes, the maid chattered endlessly, secretly investigating as if she was following her—

"An Anshen, did you know? The eldest prince will also be at the banquet tonight." The servant girl had stars in her eyes, as if she was a little girl who had lost her mind.

A burst of elegant piano sounds floated by, and she couldn't help but relax, even though Beiliao Khan didn't just play a gentle background music...

It was as if someone was dancing on the tip of the knife, and the knife cut into the sole of the foot one after another. The surface was comfortable, but in fact it was an open and secret struggle between the surface and the inside...

　Third update today.

　　Crazy coding.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)