original world regent

As for the green-robed minister, Du Mu left him in Wangcheng.

During this trip, Du Mu hoped to keep a low profile.

"Let's go." Du Mu smiled and held Guan Mo's hand.

Guan Mo's mood was already beyond words.The closer she gets to Yi Jing, the more anxious she gets.

Now, although she can keep her face expressionless, she is distracted from time to time, even walking has to be called by Du Mu.

Guan Mo hurriedly followed, holding Du Mu's hand tightly with one hand, looking at the high green brick wall in the distance, his eyes showed strong resistance, but it was covered up in an instant.

Du Mu knew of course, but since they are all here, they can't even enter the city.

So, she could only squeeze Guan Mo's hand and walked in.

……

"I heard that the king's servant was chopped off by the king's husband..."

In the restaurant, Du Mu sat by the window, listening to everyone's words, and automatically selected what he wanted to hear.

Some dishes were ordered on the table, Jin Du Mu tried a few mouthfuls, and then put it down.

How could Du Mu, who had grown his appetite from the hot pot, be interested in something that could only be boiled and steamed.

Guan Mo didn't even look at it.

Du Mu predicted that her state might not be relieved until Du Mu accompanied her out of the city.

I had to listen to the discussions of the diners while searching for the information I wanted.

……

What I hear most in my ears is actually discussing the cruelty of Mrs. Wang?

Dad is cruel? whatttt?

Hmph, anyway, in the eyes of the princes, the tribal people are cruel.

"Let's stay overnight first, and check tomorrow."

The main body of the inn is made of wood, and Du Mu pulled Guan Mo up the stairs slowly.

As soon as they left, the voice in the inn suddenly became many times louder.

"How could such a noble son come to a place like us?"

"Who knows. It's none of our business. Those sons are going to die soon."

……

Du Mu looked at the soap coat on his body, not knowing why.

He looked at Guan Mo again, and saw her looking out of the window, her black hair tied up, her skin fair, even a soapy dress couldn't hide her outstanding temperament, cold and pure.

Well, it's not like a bitter family with this thin skin and tender meat.

Du Mu was a little helpless, "Okay, it's getting dark soon, get some sleep, I'll go check it out tomorrow."

The invisibility technique has been solved for a long time, and I have never had a chance to use it.

Well, later use the eyes of a mage to observe the terrain of the palace.

……

The palace, the bedroom.

"My daughter is here." Yi Ci sat cross-legged on the carpet, the fire in the stove was burning fiercely, and the crimson flame illuminated the hall.

The winter of the princes has just passed, and the censer and stove in the hall are turned on together, and it won't be long before they feel bored.

The man went to open the small door to ventilate.

The hall was covered with thick and soft carpets, and Yi Ci was wearing a white jacket, sitting on the ground regardless of his image, looking at the visitor with piercing eyes.

Du Liu's eyes narrowed, and she looked at the knot in her hand, "Really?"

The corner of Yi Ci's mouth twitched, "You don't believe my level?!"

Du Liu ignored her.

My wife knows that she is the best in beating snakes and sticks, and that she is the best in bullying goodness. She clearly gave the order, but she is still the king's husband who is being scolded outside.

He is indeed the most unscrupulous bastard son of the late king.

Seeing that Du Liu didn't respond, the subsequent cleverness and teasing could only be aborted.Yi Ci slammed his lips regretfully, and threw the knot in his hand into the stove.

She stood up and walked to the bed, "Your daughter is coming, so you're not excited at all?"

She was dressed in a white coat, her figure was tall and straight, and her steps were strong. Even when she was walking in the palace, she had an indescribable aura.

"You ran away after she was born, and you still have the face to say that I'm not excited." Du Liu didn't give her a good look.

"That's right, my father was sick at the time, so I had to rush back to grab something." She spread her hands innocently, "You don't know how much he cares about Brother Yang Sheng, if I don't come back, There's nothing left."

She pretended to be pitiful, "Do you want me to weave shoes and sell them to support you?"

"I know how to hunt." Du Liu corrected.

"But there is no hunting here." Yi Ci said without hesitation.

"I will kill."

"...Besides, I'm used to being rich, so I'll try something new in life in a tribal country. If you really let me live there, I'll go crazy." Yi Ci changed the subject.

Du Liu didn't bother to pay attention to her sophistry.

Yi Ci has always been keen on power and status, so she was able to escape to the tribal country in order not to be targeted by the former king.In order to win the throne, he can leave his daughter behind and return home alone.

Du Liu's arrival was just icing on the cake, adding a bluffing butcher's knife.

In fact, before Du Liu arrived, she was already sure of winning.

"Go on, about Amu's current situation." Du Liu walked over and motioned for her to continue.

"She has already arrived in Wangcheng, and she will definitely find a way to come to see us. What she did in the tribal country is very lonely, and she is worthy of my kind." Speaking of this, Yi Ci couldn't help being excited Stand up and turn around a few times.

"That's your daughter, so you can't have snacks. The palace is so dangerous, what if your daughter is not strong enough and gets injured? You can't find out her location and send someone to bring her back!" Du Liu's expression was very serious. Difference.

"You underestimate my IQ too much." Yi Ci complained, and seeing Mrs. Wang's face getting more and more ugly, she had no choice but to explain, "The young men in Beijing are staring at her, and the palace guards cannot protect her." There are people like them. It’s better to let the daughter come in by herself, it’s safe and effective.”

"I can take my Chiyan Army to pick her up."

"Besides, the current position of the ministers of the DPRK and China is difficult to understand, and they are resistant to Gu Duo, so they may not support the daughter from the tribal country."

"That's your business. Let me tell you, she is your only heir. All your things and mine can only be given to her!" Du Liu's expression was unusually serious and serious.

"I know, didn't I promise you a long time ago!" Yi Ci looked tired, obviously this was not the first time.

So Du Liu continued coldly, "So you'd better get rid of those royal attendants quickly, or else I'll kill one after another."

Yi Ci broke down a bit, "I will do it soon, but many of them are the sons of the minister's family, and I can't send them away so quickly. It's not good for the government, and it's not good for your reputation."

"I'm not afraid."

"..." Yi Ci looked helpless.

Alas, hard work.

……

Du Liu calmed down, seeing her aggrieved face, "Come on, I don't care about reputation, I will kill anyone who dares to mess with me." He explained seriously.

"But court affairs can't be so rough, you need to figure it out slowly."

"I know, so I listen to you. Except for your princes and servants, I will tell you before the others are killed."

Yi Ci sighed.

"So, when you have had enough fun, give the throne to your daughter, and let's go out to live a good life." Du Liu seriously suggested.

Yi Ci thought about it seriously, "It's not impossible."

Du Liu smiled.

……

Du Mu was lying on the roof, and Guan Mo was lying next to him. The two forcibly cut a hole, and they had been lying on the roof for a long time.

The people inside finally sent off the courtiers, leaving only a man and a woman.

The woman was dressed in a blue court dress, with a wide robe and long sleeves, quite majestic.

The man had no expression on his face and was dressed in tight sleeves.

The courtiers he looked at showed either disgust or fear.

Among them, there is more fear and less disgust.

……

Du Mu recognized the man.

That's her daddy.

In her impression, Dad was a humble but gentle and honest tribal man.

Apart from fairer skin, better figure, and stronger strength, there are probably no other advantages.

As the so-called clothes make a man depend on, Du Mu found that his father looked better by more than one degree immediately after putting on the strong clothes.

A well-proportioned and strong body, a slender and tall figure, black hair, sword eyebrows, and a face as white as jade.

No wonder my old lady fell in love with him when she was a son.

Du Mu subconsciously looked at Guan Mo beside him.

She was looking down intently.

On the fair and delicate face, fine fluff can be seen, and a faint fragrance touches the nose.

Not to mention anything else, just in terms of vision, I am still similar to that irresponsible old lady.

They are very good at finding high-quality stocks among the unkempt tribal people, and then approaching... abduct them!

……

"When will Amu come?" Du Liu frowned, and after all the courtiers left, he couldn't help but speak immediately.

Yi Ci pretended not to hear, and looked at the memorial on the table solemnly.Because, his next sentence will definitely let himself do the divination again.

Knotting and divination is also exhausting, okay?

"Look and see."

Facing Mrs. Wang's stubborn eyes, Yi Ci couldn't escape, so he could only nod his head.

"By the way, what's your daughter's name?" Sure enough, when she looked up, she saw Du Liu's condemning eyes.

Yi Ci laughed along and asked again.

"Dumu."

"Why don't you have my surname?" Yi Ci said dissatisfied.

"I don't have a last name." Du Liu reminded her blankly.

"Oh, I forgot." Yi Ci smiled bitterly.

Tribal countries don't pay much attention to such things as surnames, and few people will make surnames specially.

Duliu Dumu, although they seem to have the same surname.In fact, it is the name of two plants. Du Liu is a bad tree, and Du Mu is a good tree.

Du Liu also specially took her to see it.

Yep, both are wood.

In fact, in her opinion, each tribe has a few characters used by many people, which are the prototype of the surname.It's a pity that the tribesmen haven't realized it yet.

……

Du Mu looked around again, thought for a while, and arranged a soundproof enchantment below.

Hold Guan Mo.

Guan Mo froze for a moment, then looked at her.

A big hole was suddenly melted in the ceiling below them, and Du Mu jumped straight down with Guan Mo.

……

"It's far away in the sky, but it's right in front of your eyes?!" Yi Ci closed his eyes, pretending to be profound and chanting the oracle language.

She opened her eyes in shock and looked at the jumping figure.

Du Liu had already walked over, and was about to hug her with open arms, "Amu!"

Du Mu immediately jumped back.

After realizing what she had done, she could only smile bitterly.

Du Liu's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand to touch his back.

Du Mu is very familiar with this movement, when his father whipped her with the cane, he always used this posture.

In the past, when she was skinning, she was often hung by her father on a tree and whipped.

"Dad!"

Du Mu's voice made Du Liu feel relieved, the key is that he didn't touch the rattan.

Yi Ci was a little embarrassed, he stood there and hesitated.

Although she is free and easy in politics, but... she is really not good at recognizing relatives, what should I do?

You have to shed tears to express your miss, or you have to feel guilty and irresponsible, or pretend to be cold and maintain matriarchy.

Yi Ci prefers the latter, but...

She looked at Du Liu, and sure enough, Du Liu turned and glared at her, "Why don't you come and see your daughter!"

There was no way to retreat, so Yi Ci could only smile and walked over gracefully.God knows, how casual she is usually, but now she feels like walking to the execution ground.

Du Mu also looked at his nominal mother.

The author has something to say: Thank you 'Meng Xiaohuang', 'Zi Yinyue', 'Xiao Hei', 'Slim', 'tako', 'Liangcheng' Xiao Kuo Ai's nutrient solution.

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Amway, you have a song, ah no, a large-scale ancient musical - all schools of thought.

Everything is good, but it's a pity that there is no nice young lady's voice.There are a few songs in it, I think they are all good.

I listened and coded... Hahaha, the song doesn't fit my writing.

Cover your face.