Lan Tingche stood beside Huo Xiaolong, watching as her eyes gradually lost their light and turned bloodthirsty.
"Don't be angry, I'll go kill him now."
The man took her hand and said softly.
"No need, Brother Tingche. If you kill him, will they be afraid?"
Long'er glanced at the refined and elegant man beside her, who looked like a banished immortal, and touched his cheek with her right hand.
Such a clean person should not be stained with blood.
That's why they say you see people you like through a filter; you didn't remember a single thing your man did.
As dusk fell, it was pitch black outside, with only the bustling lights of the streets remaining.
The same was true of the imperial palace, where lanterns were hung high, the main hall was resplendent in gold, and the officials of the Great Yan had already taken their seats.
The Dragon Girl sat on the dragon throne, with her lord beside her.
The bright face no longer smiled; it had been a long time since anyone had talked about Huo Xiaolong's appearance.
When she first arrived in the capital as the Prince of Zhenbei, everyone who saw her was amazed by her beauty, and every young master said that the Prince of Zhenbei was stunningly beautiful.
When the young ladies spoke, it wasn't just a word; they said the Prince of Zhenbei was unparalleled in the world.
When you reach the highest position of power, appearance becomes the least important thing.
Foreign envoys filed in, and there were quite a few of them. They gave Long'er an awkward and disrespectful bow.
"Greetings to the Dragon Princess of Great Yan."
Huo Xiaolong nodded, gesturing for them to sit down.
"We have come here to jointly build a trade route with the Great Yan. In the future, Great Yan merchants will have to pay taxes when they travel to our Gouhu. Of course, so will we Gouhu people. I wonder what the Dragon Girl thinks?"
"Sure, but how much tax will King Gouhu make the people of Great Yan pay?"
"Not much, just 50% of the payment will do."
"Fifty percent? What will we, the merchants of Great Yan, eat? How will we make a profit? Your offer is completely insincere!"
Sun Zixi couldn't sit still when she heard this. They had been talking at the post station for a long time, and Gou Hu had maintained this attitude. Did he really think that their Great Yan was a pushover?
"Let's put this matter aside for now, Zixi, sit down."
Huo Xiaolong was unusually calm today. She waved her hand, gesturing for Sun Zixi to sit down first, and then asked the Gouhu envoy:
"I heard that my personal guards sparred with your Gouhu's number one warrior yesterday?"
"Yes, but the Dragon Girl's guards are women, so it would be dishonorable for us to win. If your side had men, we might not be able to defeat them."
Long'er nodded, then continued to ask:
Did he come today?
"They're here."
"Let him bring his weapon into the palace. I want to see whether the fiercest general of Gouhu is more powerful or Huang Ranhu of Da'an is superior."
Huo Xiaolong had no intention of letting the person who injured Jiang Tianxin return alive today, so he wore a training outfit under his dragon robe, and his Green Dragon Crescent Blade was hidden behind the dragon throne.
The woman stood up, took out a long knife from behind the dragon throne, and gave the Gouhu envoy a wink, signaling him to call someone over.
"This is not appropriate. I heard that you are pregnant, Dragon Princess... What if... I won't be able to go back and explain to the King?"
"If there's any chance of anything going wrong, call for help."
The anger that had been building up over the past few days could finally be vented. The fierce general with the iron hammer was all muscle and about the same height as Da Ni'er's second brother, with small green eyes and yellow hair.
He bowed to Huo Xiaolong and then swung the iron hammer directly at Long'er's face.
When she fought Huang Ranhu, she had to consider Kaixuan, so one-on-one fights weren't very enjoyable. But things are different now.
The Gouhu envoy looked at the officials of the Great Yan with disbelief on his face.
Aren't you going to try to persuade them?
Your emperor is pregnant!
What's there to advise?
What can I say to persuade them?
We've already been holding it in for several days, don't let the child get sick from it.
The parents had all decided that it would be good for the child to vent his anger.
The iron chain entangled the large knife in Long'er's hand. The woman pulled the knife back forcefully, causing Gouhu Meng to stumble and fall in front of her.
Huo Xiaolong kicked the man far away.
Then, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade dragged the iron hammer towards him, the hammer scraping against the ground with a screeching sound that hurt the eardrums.
The man tried to get up and resist, but Long'er cut him off with a single stroke, separating his head from his body.
Blood shot high into the air, splashing into the wine cup of the Gouhu envoy.
And the woman's face in front of me.
Huo Xiaolong raised his hand, and Ping'er and the others came up and skillfully carried the body away. They were fully equipped with water buckets, small brushes, and in no time, it was as if nothing had happened in the main hall.
The sight of only the woman's blood on her body seemed somewhat out of place.
Huo Xiaolong wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand, making it even more smeared.
She returned to her seat, gestured to the messenger, and asked:
"Can we talk properly now?"
"Great Yan, how much tax do we need to pay to Gouhu?"
"How much tax did you Gouhu pay to the Great Yan?"
"It would be best if we didn't have to pay. I think both our countries are acting in the best interests of our people, so that merchants can make more money. Don't you think so?"
The Gouhu envoy looked at Huo Xiaolong, whose tone was as calm as before, and his hand holding the wine glass trembled uncontrollably.
After saying these words, the woman took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and savored the moment when the blood spurted out.
It was so exhilarating!
"I'll go back and look for the book later, Master. Do you think prenatal education is really useful?"
Hou Xiangxiang wasn't worried that Huo Xiaolong would feel unwell because of this, but she was afraid that Long'er's child would be just as abnormal as her.
Other people's prenatal education involves reading Confucius and Mencius; yours involves looking at a child's head.
This question stumped Doctor Gu. The old man sighed and said:
“Disciple, let it be. You’re just too worried about Long’er.”
The little girl didn't refute it. Her master didn't know what she and Da Ni'er were like when they had an episode, and she understood.
Therefore, Xiangxiang's godmother's only requirement for the child is that he be a normal person, unlike his biological mother and another godmother.
It's impossible to fix even a little bit.
Lan Tingche grasped the hand of the person beside him, watched her eyes change from cold to normal, and smiled.
"Now that we've had the drink, let's do things the way I say."
"Yes, Dragon Girl."
He Yi couldn't bear to look at her daughter's face, so she took a sip of alcohol, went over, turned her head around, and vigorously wiped it.
"Why don't you know how to be clean and tidy?"
"You don't even wash your face after the procedure? Doesn't your hand hurt? You're carrying a knife and dragging a hammer around with you."
Huo Xiaolong stopped his madness and grinned, showing his big white teeth:
"Mom, I want to give the hammer to Erhei."
"Then... can you agree? The belongings." He Yi paused.
"It must be possible."
No one on the Great Yan side dared to look Huo Xiaolong in the eye. It was strange; he was nice to you for a few days, but then he forgot about what happened before.
It turns out that back when Huo Xiaolong was still the Prince of Zhenbei, he was incredibly gentle in the imperial court.
It was just hitting people.
Being a subject of the Great Yan is both good and difficult.
The good thing is that Huo Xiaolong listens to their opinions.
The difficulty lies in the fact that if the emperor is unhappy and wants to kill you, there's no need to drag it out; he can just do it himself.
That's great, I've lived another day.
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