Otherwise, if these hidden dangers are not dealt with right now, they will become bombs that may explode at any time in the future.

Murong Qingqing was silent for a moment, as if she had already guessed that Jiang Dali would make such a decision. She sighed quietly, stretched out her slender and delicate hands, and touched the strings in front of her. Her sleeves flew up, and her hands played a series of clear notes.

, as if the heart is full of intense emotions, but with a cold and lonely attitude, it interprets all kinds of helplessness and joy in the prosperity of the world.

Jiang Dali stood proudly on the boat, letting the boat float in the middle of the lake, listening to the rising and falling music of the piano, as if he had grasped Murong Qingqing's thoughts, which were almost the same as his at this moment.

The changes in the sound of the piano appropriately express the fierce and miserable scenes of the recent series of wars, and then it turns to the solemn and majestic atmosphere of the palace, the intrigues of the palace environment, and its precise grasp of rhythm and weight, and the rich changes show the wonderful

Skills are sometimes like a golden sword and an iron horse, sometimes dull like morning bells and evening drums, sometimes compact like rain playing a pipa and startling each step...

The affairs in the temple were solemn and solemn, but there was less of a charlatanism, less friends and wine, less passionate swords and shadows, but more of invisible calculations.

Even in such a solemn and solemn environment, Jiang Dali could still be free and unrestrained, and no one dared to offend him.

But now he was indeed bored.

Break free!

What he has always wanted is to break free from rules and constraints!

Murong Qingqing's piano music was like a ray of light illuminating his heart, allowing him to grasp what he wanted.

It is never the throne that the world dreams of, but the freedom and freedom above the throne, above the constraints of rules.

The sound of the piano changed at this time, becoming as light and gentle as the gurgling water, flying clouds and fire, sudden rain and strong wind, free and easy...

"Good piano! Good music! So happy!"

Jiang Dali laughed loudly, turned around, looked at Murong Qingqing with twinkling eyes, and said, "Staying in the palace these days, I almost think of myself as the Supreme Emperor. I feel uncomfortable and still can't find the reason. Now I have found it."

Well, this golden nest and silver nest are still not as good as my bandit's nest.

In two days, we will leave this golden nest and go out for a walk!"

Murong Qingqing's slender jade hands suddenly stopped the sound of the piano, looked sideways at Jiang Dali with a beautiful face, and said with a smile, "The leader of the village is still so free and easy in the face of the most fascinating imperial power in the world. It is really commendable."

"Hahaha! Brother Jiang, just go out. I thought you would stay in the palace for a few more months and give birth to a few little bandits in the harem."

At this moment, a sound of clothes fluttering around accompanied by laughter quickly approached.

A rough figure of a man carrying a sword came from the shore using his unparalleled lightness skills. He easily crossed more than fifty feet of water and landed on the stern of the boat like the wind. It was King Nie.

"Brother, where is my wife?"

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Chapter completed!