Xiao Han was stunned for a moment and chuckled softly: "Although we are just a scattered person, your Majesty is not considered a good person, right?"

This is talking about Zhu Man.

But, just fill in the numbers?

What does this mean? No matter how bad the yu is, he must be a yu in his bones to be able to make up that number! Could it be that the three of him are still royal bloodline?

Of course, except yourself.

Nan Chen snorted softly and did not refute again. He thought it was to give Zhu Man face.

But Zhong Huan, who was originally crazy about looking at her, was shocked by this sentence and frowned tightly to look at Xiao Han: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Xiao Han smiled, said nothing, and walked forward directly.

Only then did the three of them notice that Xiao Han, who had always liked to wear black clothes, actually wore a golden robe today.

Golden...

Nan Chen's heart stumbled slightly.

This is the favorite color of the royal family.

After all, the Tai Chi Hall in Nanyue is more refined than Xia, and the medicines in Qi and Qi are much more delicate. It can be seen that the southerners are more feminine and gentle.

In the East Side Hall, everyone was thrown there with their hands and feet tied and their mouths. Xiao Han had told everyone to "comfort them well" and it seemed that none of them was obedient.

Nan Chen and Zhu Man frowned at the same time.

Xiao Han glanced over and a guard rushed up, looking ashamed: "These are all too yelling... I really can't stand it..."

I see.

Xiao Han's face cleared slightly, and he even felt in the mood to smile, nodded and said, "I understand. You guys go and do it first."

The guards took a sneak glance at Nan Chen and others, lowered their heads neatly and walked out, and closed the door.

In the evening, she walked to the crowd and glanced at the "noble people" who were once high and now they were rubbed so hard that they were not as good as rotten pickles. Xiao Han squatted down gently, reached out and took off the scarf from Tan Xiang's mouth first, looked at the old man who was now haggard and old, and smiled:

"Thank you for your hard work. We want to talk to you, are you in the mood?"

Yes, in a mood!?

A genius will be in the mood to "talk" in this situation!

Nan Chen held back his eyes rolling his eyes very much, opened his mouth to speak, but felt his palm move. He looked down and saw that it was his other hand, with an undetectable tremor, gently holding his own.

My heart suddenly became calm.

For a long time, this hand has held her hand many times. When she was a child, she was gentle. But when she was over ten years old, every time she held her hands, she became rough and stormy. "Going faster" and "Where are you going" are the most common sounds.

There is no time, today is just like this... it makes people feel heart-pounding.

Nan Chen looked at the two handshakes, and stood still.

The owner of that hand was motionless, like a fool, Zhong Da fool.

Zhu Man, who was standing behind them, happily curled the corners of his mouth.

"Who are you?" Tan Xiangxiang's spirit is weak and the energy is weak, but he still tried hard to maintain his past calmness and calmness.

"Is this what I want to chat?" Xiao Han smiled, took action, untied the rope for Tan Xiang, helped him get up, and even helped him sit on a chair a little further away.

Then he turned around and greeted the other three: "Come..."

At first sight, he saw Zhong Huan and Nan Chen holding hands together, and was stunned for a moment, but quickly turned back, lowered his eyes and lowered his head, his fingers trembled, and then raised his head, and he smiled again:

"Come on, let's talk to each other and talk about the past."

Zhu Man smiled slightly, took a few steps, surpassing the two people in front of him, and then gently threw a sentence in Zhong Huan's ear: "You kid finally got your idea!"

"Get out." Zhong Huan blurted out a word of calm, and then he looked dazed.

This scene is a bit familiar.

Much like in college...

Zhong Huan shook his head suddenly to make himself more awake, and then subconsciously turned his face to look at Nan Chen.

Nan Chen's expression was turning from the sluggishness. When he felt his gaze, he looked back.

Um.

This is, it's not right.

Nan Chen's hand gently pulled back, but did not twitch.

I can't let it go anymore. If I put it on again, I can't catch it anymore.

Zhong Huan pursed his lips gently, took a big step, and pulled Nan Chen forward.

"...You see, you never intended to threaten the old emperor with these things about the Nanyue royal family. How does this fit your personality? You are not a person who is waiting to die, right?"

Xiao Han smiled gently and his tone was even as warm as the spring warmth.

"Where is Your Majesty now?" After all, Tan Xiang couldn't help but care about this first, and subconsciously looked at Zhu Man. After all, Xiqi was the party that had a grudge against Nanyue, and the right to deal with the old emperor of Nanyue would be in the hands of this new emperor of Xiqi.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Man glanced at Xiao Han, put his hands in his sleeves, and made no sound.

Xiao Han just pretended that he didn't see the interaction between them, and replied with a smile: "I'm resting."

Could it be that this unknown person is the decision of this place?

Tan Xiang was surprised, looked at Xiao Han, suddenly frowned, lowered his head, and thought about it carefully.

"Tan Xiang hasn't answered my question yet." Xiao Han seemed to have run out of patience and his smile began to calm down.

"Huh?" Tan Xiang was shocked, raised his head, said with an oh, and said with a smile: "How can the young man Huangkou know about my relationship with Your Majesty? If Your Majesty deprived me of my position, there must be something else to arrange for me. I'm waiting. I don't have to think about it at all."

So confident?

"However, I was surprised. All the insiders of these things were killed by my Majesty and I. No one knows it now, right? You guys are all so young, where did you hear it?" Tan Xiang looked back and forth between the four people with interest.

Nan snorted and sneered: "Concubine Ya is bored in my Daxia harem for a long time, but she often chats with her great palace maids with your so-called secrets and passes the time!"

That's true?!

The conversation was as thoughtful as they were, but everyone looked strange.

How is this possible?!?!?!

Nan Chen gave them a blank look.

How is it impossible?!

These are really something that Chen Yafei was so idle that she was chanting with the palace maids, cursing all kinds of things, complaining about the sky, the earth and the air. As a result, Zhao Zhen accidentally heard it and quietly came back to Rixin, but she was overheard by herself!

But that was what happened when she was eighteen years old...

"So, can you tell me, you have trained so many dead soldiers, and are there any records of the list and places you go to over the years?" Xiao Han asked politely.

Tan Xiang looked at him: "Don't you send special case trial experts to ask about this kind of thing?"

"You have been sitting in the phase for forty-two years. No matter how proud you are, you should respect you. Why don't you tell me about it? I won't let you do anything bloody to scare her in front of the eldest princess? How rude is it?"

Xiao Han smiled warmly.

Everyone next to him was stunned.

First, you are rude? You lose the courtesy of your ancestors for the 18th generation? Are you good enough to capture the imperial palace?

Second, bloody means scare the eldest princess? Is this battle she will kill people, okay?

Third, do you think Tan Xiang is a three-year-old child? Just just threaten him so simply, and he will show you all the biggest trump card of the turnaround in South Vietnam?
Chapter completed!