The little girl didn't react at all and was still sleeping soundly.

[What is Wuji Mountain? What is Wuji Divine Flower? Nonsense, my mother is not some Wuji Flower. My mother is Yang, the wife of the prince of the Qin Palace. Humph! You lied to me when I was young? I am the national teacher, very powerful, don't try to deceive me. ]

In a daze, Naituanzi retorted subconsciously and then fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, I had no memory of it at all.

The little girl was only concerned with eating, drinking, playing and having fun.

The king of Nanyun, Nangong Jinyuan, came to Dongsheng Kyoto with a team of personal soldiers. He had no doubts about the handwritten letter from the king's sister and the letter sent by the high priest's eagle.

The high priest is dead. If his body cannot get rid of the tormenting pain, the royal court will be destroyed and the Nangong family may be driven off the throne by other families.

Other chieftains will also rise up one after another and declare themselves kings, and the Nanyun Kingdom will cease to exist and fall apart.

Because of the presence of the high priest, Nanyun has always dominated the four countries and has always controlled their Nangong family.

They really had a love-hate relationship with the high priest.

With the high priest, they sit firmly in the royal court and no one dares to question anything, otherwise the high priest will step in to deal with those restless chieftains.

Other families had thought about letting the high priest sit on the throne, but the high priest was not willing to do so. He only liked to practice and didn't like anything else.

There are also families willing to become puppets of the high priest, hoping to drive the Nangong family off the throne, but the high priest says that they cannot bear his punishment.

Some people didn't believe it, so the high priest once tried it, and it turned out that those people committed suicide within a month.

From then on, the families of Chaodu of Nanyun Kingdom no longer dared to hope for anything. The punishment from the high priest was really unbearable for ordinary people.

After the death of the high priest, the punishment did not disappear, and it was unknown whether he would have the intention of rebellion in the future. The news of the high priest's death had not yet been passed back, so he had to take advantage of this gap to quickly solve the tormenting illness on his body.

As long as this abominable curse is removed, it will be a piece of cake for him to lead the Nangong clan to keep their seats.

Otherwise, if he died, not only would the Nangong family be in trouble, but his wife and children would also be executed.

They rode non-stop to Dongsheng Capital, and after more than ten days, they finally arrived. In order not to attract attention, they all disguised themselves as Dongsheng people and came to the post station.

Nangong Jinyun and Nangong Jinyu had been waiting eagerly at the post station. If the prince received the letter, he would definitely come as soon as possible.

"Sister Wang!"

Nangong Jinyuan entered the post station and was very moved when he saw his two sisters. When the high priest wanted to select maids, he first selected them from their Nangong family.

The father disagreed, and the high priest threatened: "If you want Nanyun Kingdom to continue to be strong, you have to give up what you should give up. This priest only wants your two beautiful daughters, not your life. What is there for you to be reluctant to give up?

Would you rather see the people in dire straits? Or would you rather see the Nangong family destroyed? A disaster befalls? How about this priest give you a landslide, a crack in the earth, and a sea that turns upside down?"

After these words were spoken, the father fell completely silent.

The Nangong family knew very well the abilities of the high priest. If they really angered him, disaster might befall them.

The reason why Nanyun is stronger than the other three countries is that it has not experienced the baptism of disasters. Other countries have been brought disasters by the high priest, which made them weak.

If the Nanyun Kingdom was the same as them, it might not be that powerful, and might even be worse than them.

Nanyun has many mountains and few farmlands, so the grain output is not much, and it is very difficult for the people to have enough food and clothing.

Unlike Dongsheng, there are vast plains that can be reclaimed and cultivated. As long as one puts in the effort, food can be grown, and the people's food and clothing can be well solved.

As long as there were no continuous wars, Dongsheng would become stronger faster than any other country. This is why the Northern Kingdom had to attack Dongsheng every year. There was nothing to eat, so they could only rob.

In the north, you can only grow one crop of grain a year, and you can't even grow more grains. Snow is falling all over the place, and everything is frozen solid. What can you plant?

Xizhao was covered with endless yellow sand and was not a good place. Only Dongsheng had distinct four seasons and abundant products, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

Anyone who has the ability would like to take a piece of Dongsheng's meat.

"Brother Wang! You are finally here!"

Nangong Jinyun and Nangong Jinyuan were born of the same mother, so they naturally had a deep bond. Seeing him so dusty and thin, she felt very distressed.

Nangong Jinyu was born to a concubine, and the two were not that close originally. Both siblings were very excited to meet in a foreign country.

"Brother Wang! Thank you for your hard work along the way!"

Looking at his two sisters, Nangong Jinyuan felt guilty and ashamed: "You have suffered! Is the high priest really dead?"

"yes!"

"yes!"

The two answered in unison.

Nangong Jinyuan was curious: "Was it really the Imperial Master of Dongsheng who killed him? What kind of person is that Imperial Master? Will he really remove the curse from my body?"

In the letter, Nangong Jinyun did not tell her brother about Chu Xiaoxiao, fearing that he would not believe it.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and had only heard it from others, she wouldn't have believed it.

It was really unbelievable. Who would believe that a two-year-old child could kill the omnipotent high priest?

Whether they believe it or not, it is happening right under their noses and they have no choice but to believe it.

"Brother Wang! The Imperial Master is just a baby, only two years old."

"What?" Nangong Jinyuan looked at his sister in shock, and even his voice changed, "Jinyun! Are you serious? Dongsheng's national teacher is a two-year-old child?"

After he finished speaking, his entire face revealed disappointment, even despair.

How can you cure the pain of a child who can't even speak clearly? Isn't this a joke?

When his son was two years old, he needed someone to hold him every day. He even staggered when walking on the ground and often fell and got bruised.

He can't speak clearly, uses his hands to gesture everything he wants to do, and needs to be fed.

A two-year-old girl from Dongsheng became the imperial teacher? How is that possible? Is the Emperor of Dongsheng blind?

"But her magic is so powerful that no one can compare to her." Nangong Jinyun knew that her brother didn't believe her, so she explained, "The servant beside her is only six or seven years old, but he is a black dragon.

I saw with my own eyes that he killed the high priest under the instruction of the national teacher. The eagle that delivered the letter belonged to the national teacher. Without her order, the eagle would not have delivered the letter to the royal court. "

Nangong Jinyuan was half-believing and half-doubting, then looked at Nangong Jinyu: "Is what your sister Wang said true? Is Dongsheng's state teacher really a two-year-old baby? Did he really defeat the high priest?"

Nangong Jinyu nodded: "Yes. The seven-color fruit that the high priest was looking for was in the hands of the national master, but the national master didn't give it to him and ate it in front of him.

The high priest was very angry and challenged the national teacher, but was defeated. He was beaten to his true form, and his head was chopped off on the spot, and his skin was peeled off and his flesh was eaten.