Broken hair fluttered from his palm, Si Yan raised his head and sighed softly,

"A Tu also knows that she is Princess Dasheng. As a princess, you enjoy honors that other women don't have, and you should also take your due responsibilities."

Since ancient times, the marriage of princesses has been involuntarily.

Besides, he didn't really want to marry Si Tu to the King Jing's residence in the southwest.

It's just a plan to slow down the army, why doesn't she understand her good intentions?

Without Dasheng, how could there be her Princess Huirou?

Situ laughed in anger,

"I will take the responsibility of the princess, and I will fight the battle myself, but I will never compromise on this marriage!"

When he took out the imperial decree, Situ's tone was firm,

"Also ask the emperor to take his life back."

Seeing that half of the imperial decree, Si Yan's face also turned black.

In the past, although Si Tu was arrogant, he wouldn't make fun of the royal family's face.

Isn't this imperial decree torn in half just hitting him in the face?

"You are a girl, and you have never been out of Shengjing, let alone fighting, you can't even use a weapon."

How could the little princess, who was raised by her father, have the heart to let her endure hardship and practice martial arts.

Si Tu was about to give him a talent show, but was interrupted by the system.

Host, don't collapse the character!

No, she still wants to struggle!

"Not being able to use weapons doesn't mean that I won't use them to fight. Brother Huang, don't forget, I haven't fallen behind in the art of warfare you learned."

Except for martial arts, the original master and the prince have the same courses.

Situ took out the military talisman from his arms, with awe-inspiring aura,

"I can mobilize 200,000 troops in my hands, and these people are enough to protect the border security."

This system can't figure it out, why does Si Yan want to be far away?

Isn't it sweet to use a host of 200,000 troops, why do you insist on bringing in the Jingwang mansion?

The emperor's power, he wanted to take the opportunity to consolidate the military power in the southwest, and by the way to suppress the Jingwangfu

Si Tu analyzed the current situation with a serious face.

"A Tu! Do you know what you are talking about?"

Si Yan patted the imperial table and exhaled heavily,

"From ancient times to the present, how can a princess go to the battlefield, A Tu, listen to the emperor's advice, stop making trouble."

make trouble?

Dare to be in the eyes of her good royal brother, she is a little girl who can only cry?

"Brother Huang, the military power is in my hands."

Has he not figured out the situation yet?

Although Si Yan is the honor of the Ninety-five, he has the military power in his own hands, and he has no right to transfer troops.

Si Yan's eyes darkened, his tone softened,

"The matter of military power, I have been thinking about it for a long time, you should return the military power to me."

This military power was left to the original owner by the old emperor, why should Si Yan go back?

"impossible!"

Situ categorically refused.

She is not stupid, and if she hands over the military power, there is nothing to talk about.

"On the fifth day of the tenth lunar month, the army will be launched, and I hope that the emperor will take his life back."

Glancing at the dazzling bright yellow imperial decree on the table, Situ left Tai Chi Hall without looking back.

Fortunately, the original owner still had military power, otherwise she would not have dared to confront Si Yangang directly.

Now the host is afraid after knowing it

Dare to tear up the imperial decree, let alone Dasheng, that is the number one person in ancient and modern times.

Nothing to be afraid of

Exchange your own sister for military power, and then show off your pet sister's character. The intelligence of this system is wrong.

System: The host is still as violent as ever.

By the way, I have to check on Siyan's affairs and be away for a while

Si Yan seems to have been taken away, but just now, he systematically checked it, and there is nothing wrong, so he can only go back to the headquarters.

go Go

Anyway, there is no difference between whether the system is there or not.

During my absence, the host must not collapse

The system reminded patiently.

The collapse of the human design is not a joke, ranging from a coma, or being kicked out of this world by Tiandao.

But dare not let the host take this risk.

Okay, I get it, stop talking

This can be said better than the old mother, Si Tu is a little impatient.

System: Lao Tzu broke his heart for you, but he was disliked and aggrieved.

It was late at night when he returned to the Princess Mansion, and Xiang He led the way with a lantern in front of him.

Si Tu stepped on the cobblestone and always felt that something was almost wrong.

"Where's Yan in charge?"

Logically speaking, Xiaobai should have come to pick her up.

Xiang He also asked three questions and didn't know, shook his head and said,

"The slaves only know that they have left the palace from their highness, and steward Yan has also left the princess's palace."

Besides His Royal Highness, Yan Xiaobai has the most power in the house.

How could Xiang He have the courage to ask Yan Xiaobai's whereabouts.

After leaving the Princess Mansion, where can he go alone?

"If Hai Shi hasn't returned yet, send someone to look for him immediately."

Shi Tu's tone revealed concern.

Xiaobai has no relatives and no reason in Shengjing, and wandering outside the mansion by herself always makes her feel uneasy.

After being busy for most of the day, Si Tu didn't eat half of his meal.

The small kitchen brought a few delicious meals, and Situ finally ate a hot meal.

"By the way, keep this dish for Xiaobai, he likes it."

At this hour outside, the restaurants and restaurants must be closed.

Si Tu couldn't help but set aside a few more dishes for Yan Xiaobai to simmer in the small kitchen.

Looking at the Yuhua cake placed by the table, Si Tu's heart sank.

The moonlight is sinking, the dew is heavy at night, the cicadas recede, and the galaxy is dim.

West Street was desolate, only a few scattered pedestrians remained.

The shopkeeper of Yingbao Pavilion was about to close the door to rest customers when a person suddenly appeared out of the night, put his hand on the door frame, and pressed a blood-red palm print.

"This strong man, the shop has closed today."

The visitor was dressed in black, his sleeves were pierced with several holes by a sword, and his black hair was glued to the side of his face with blood, looking very embarrassed.

"I just want the hosta on the third floor of the Yingbao Pavilion."

Yan Xiaobai leaned against the door frame, panting heavily, and threw the money bag in his arms to the shopkeeper.

The wound that had not healed cracked again, and Yan Xiaobai insisted on finding it.

Just to buy that hosta for Situ.

The shopkeeper was holding the money bag like a hot potato.

The lessons from the past are still there, but the money is heavy.

Furthermore, this person does not appear to be a good person.

He's so panicked.

"It's not that it's too small to sell, it's just that the hosta is an evil spirit."

After all, it is also a life, the shopkeeper kindly persuaded.

"I bought the hairpin, and if I want to die, I will die first. You just need to pay for the goods."

Yan Xiaobai's brows were stern, a little impatient.

There were more and more double images in front of him, and he felt dizzy. He had to get the hairpin and get out of here.

As long as it is what His Highness wants, no matter how precious and rare, he will do his best to bring it to His Highness.

"No way."

The shopkeeper still insisted on the original idea, he didn't want to bear another life.

But the cold touch on his neck and the dazzling blade surface made his heart tighten.

A gentleman speaks but does not do it, how come he still has a knife?

"I don't want to say it again, I'll give you the money, I just want the hosta."

Yan Xiaobai was reluctant to lift the knife, but fortunately there was darkness, so the shopkeeper didn't notice the pale face.

"The strong man spares his life, spares his life, the little one will go and get it from you right away."

The shopkeeper raised his hands and moved his neck back slightly.

The person before the meeting stopped moving, so he dared to turn around and go upstairs.

But before he could climb to the second floor, there was a loud bang behind him.