Stunning beauty

The car rumbled.

On the streets of the capital, carriages passed by slowly.

On the carriage, Nan'er looked at the white-haired old man in front of her curiously with her big beautiful eyes. She always felt a little familiar, but she couldn't tell what was familiar.

"What are you looking at?" Li Ziye asked with a smile.

"Why are your hair gray?" Nan'er asked doubtfully.

"Stained."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "Isn't he handsome?"

"Then why are you in a wheelchair?" Nan'er continued to ask.

"I'm a little injured, I need to recuperate for a few days." Li Ziye replied seriously.

"Oh."

Nan'er responded, looking at the person in front of her, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

"Nan'er, are you 12 years old this year?" Li Ziye asked.

"How do you know?" Nan'er asked puzzledly.

"Your father told me." Li Ziye replied.

"Have you met my father?" Nan'er asked excitedly.

"I have met, more than once. Although your father and I have different positions, we still have a good personal relationship."

Li Ziye responded with a smile, "After all, we lived and died together in the polar night world, so we still have a little bit of friendship."

Of course, personal friends are personal friends, and on the battlefield, he will still not show mercy.

Just because you can drink and chat with each other off the battlefield doesn't mean you can forget your stance on the battlefield. These are two different things.

"How is my father doing now?" Nan'er asked with concern.

"not bad."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "I guess it won't be long before you can see him."

The war between Dashang and Mobei will not last long. Everything will be settled before this winter comes.

"Uncle, will my father really send someone to pick me up?" Nan'er asked in disbelief.

"Really, and soon." Li Ziye responded.

"Your Majesty the Great Shang, will you let me go back?" Nan'er asked worriedly.

Now that she has grown up, she knows very well that she, the prisoner, cannot just leave if she wants to.

"The Commoner King promised you to go back in front of the soldiers of both armies."

Li Ziye explained patiently, "So, you must be able to go back. Even if I go to His Majesty, I cannot blatantly break my promise. In the battle of the Acropolis, King Buyi used your freedom to stop the combat power of the five Mobei territories for one day. The officers and soldiers of both armies have also suffered a lot less casualties as a result. This is the best time to send you back."

"Uncle, are you familiar with the bad guy, no, are you familiar with the Commoner King?" Nan'er asked in confusion.

"It's too familiar to talk about."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "It's just acquaintance. At most, there is a little cooperation."

While the old man and the young man were talking, the carriage drove past the street and soon returned to Li Garden.

In front of the mansion, the carriage stopped, and three figures, two large and one small, stepped off one after another.

In the shocked eyes of everyone in the mansion, Li Ziye brought Nan'er, a prisoner of Dashang, back to Li Yuan.

After fighting with the Dashang royal family for so many years, Li Ziye knew the consequences of bringing Nan'er back to Li Yuan. There is no doubt that this will intensify the royal family's hostility towards the Li family, and may even cause the royal family to re-examine some of the past events.

For example, the truth about the eldest prince's rebellion.

However, intelligence has a very magical characteristic, which is its timeliness. Some information is very precious at the time, but after a certain period of time, it is worthless.

Such was the case with the eldest prince's rebellion.

Even at this time, the royal family began to suspect that the Li family was behind the eldest prince's rebellion, so what?

Everything has long since returned to dust, dust has returned to dust, and what happened cannot be changed again.

As for the royal feud?

Is it serious?

As the servants in the mansion watched, Li Ziye brought Nan'er to the inner courtyard.

"Boy Ziye, lie down."

Holy Master Yunying saw someone coming back and was about to say something when his eyes were immediately attracted by Nan'er's smart and pretty figure, and he couldn't help but spit out the fragrance.

And, bringing back another one?

Moreover, this little girl is obviously not very old.

So sinful!

Thinking of this, Holy Lord Yunying looked at someone with eyes filled with contempt and condemnation.

A beast, no, worse than a beast!

"Nan'er?"

In the room, Yu Qingxuan noticed the movement outside, and when he saw the little girl brought back by the young master, he looked shocked.

The young master actually brought Nan'er back to Li Yuan?

why?

"Boy Ziye, who is this?"

In front of Taotao's room, Holy Lord Yunying came back to his senses and asked with a gossipy look on his face.

"Nan'er."

Li Ziye replied, "The daughter of Lord Bai Di."

After finishing speaking, Li Ziye looked at Taotao in the room in front and ordered, "Taotao, arrange a room for Nan'er. From today on, Nan'er will stay in Li Yuan until people from the Eight Departments of Mobei take her back. .”

"Yes!"

In the room, Taotao took the order, got up and walked outside.

Beside Li Ziye, Nan'er looked at the beautiful sisters in the yard, feeling more and more contempt for someone in her heart.

Big satyr!

"Nan'er, come with your sister."

Taotao stepped forward and said in a gentle voice, "Sister, I will arrange a place for you."

"Thank you, Sister Taotao."

Nan'er responded obediently, her attitude was so polite.

Taotao reached out and took the hand of the little girl in front of her, and immediately walked towards the room not far away.

"Xiao Ziye, what's going on?"

After the two left, Holy Lord Yunying widened his eyes and asked, "You don't really plan to take Nan'er as a child bride, do you? It's too sinful."

"..."

Li Ziye rolled his eyes and ignored the female gangster in front of him.

"Master Li."

At this time, not far away, Wenren Yuexiu walked up, looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, bowed respectfully, and said, "I didn't have time to say thank you yesterday, sorry for bothering me!"

"Yuexiu girl, you don't have to be polite, just treat this place as your home."

Li Ziye said with a gentle expression, "It has been some time since the masters of my Li family went to the forest. Counting the time, it is almost time to come back. These days, the Yuexiu girl is settling down in Li Garden with peace of mind. The girl believes in the talent of the Li family." I will come to the Li family, and my Li family will do our best to protect the safety of the girl. Since we have entrusted our lives and deaths, there is really no need to be polite and reserved. If the girl is too polite, we will also feel uncomfortable."

"Ah."

Wenren Yuexiu nodded and said, "I will keep Mr. Li's words in mind."

Next to them, Holy Master Yunying listened to the conversation between the two and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Look at this eloquence. A few words are more effective than their deception for a whole day.

That is, the current inner courtyard of Li Garden is a bit shaky. Except for this little guy and the otaku Fu Tianxi, there are no other men.

The strange thing is that no matter how many women there are in the house, they seem to have nothing to do with this little guy.

How about secretly throwing the little oiran into this guy's room tonight?

"Qingxuan."

While Holy Lord Yunying was thinking wildly, Li Ziye looked at the room not far away and said calmly, "Nan'er and you are familiar with each other. You can take care of Nan'er these days."

"Yes!"

In the room, Yu Qingxuan opened the door and respectfully took orders.

After receiving the response, Li Ziye looked away, turned the machine chair and returned to his room.

This last game, with Nan'er coming to Liyuan, officially entered the decisive moment.

He has been playing chess all his life, and this game will be the most critical moment for him to push the Li family to the top.

He, Li Ziye, will give everything he has to lay the foundation for the Li family for generations.