Send a letter to the Nalan Royal City, declare war!

In just eight words, it is concise and concise, like a thunderbolt.

Bai Qi, Chen Qingzhi, and Hua Rong were almost at the same time.

Followed by tens of thousands of private troops, drawing their swords and vowing, "Send a letter to the Nalan Royal City and declare war!" ”

"Send a letter to Nalan King City, declare war!"

"Send a letter to Nalan King City, declare war!"

This scene made tens of thousands of Zhengzheng men's blood boil, and at the same time, they also realized that at the beginning of spring today, the first object to be beaten has finally settled.

Nalan Castle.

Eight thousand years old, Narambo day.

"I'll deliver this war letter."

Chen Qingzhi took the initiative to ask, and his pupils were filled with flames of war.

After several years, the situation in the north gradually stabilized, coupled with Ning Chen's sudden accident, so that he had no chance to show his strength and move his muscles for several years.

Now, the young marshal has returned.

Although the attitudes of the major royal families are different, the Nalan Royal City will definitely be fought, after all, with the grievances of both sides, this battle cannot be fought by the Nalan Royal Family.

Now, here's your chance.

This war letter, he Chen Qingzhi, is willing to personally deliver it to the Nalan royal family.

"Hmm." Ning Chen hummed softly, and then stepped into Beichuan City under the watchful eye of everyone.

This step into the city.

It completely heralds the return of the king of Ninghetu.

The weather in the north is hot and cold.

A moment ago, it may have been a sunny day and auspicious clouds.

The next moment, it was a snowstorm.

The vast northern territory, because the territory is too vast, although it is located in the same north, but the climate is different, and it is different.

A few days later, the Nalan King City, hundreds of miles away, fell silent.

At the same time, a war letter was quietly placed in the inner hall of the Nalan royal family.

The payer, Ninghetu!

In the past, grievances and grievances, right and wrong, it is finally time to settle the account.

Nalan Botian, who had been a horse for half a lifetime, faced with this war letter that had traveled thousands of miles and delivered to the royal family, glanced at it lightly, and then quietly pursed his lips and drank tea.

The high-ranking members of the Nalan royal family stared at this white-haired old master who had entered the twilight of his life with complicated eyes.

"Father, what should I do?"

After a while, a middle-aged man finally couldn't bear the dull atmosphere and asked.

Nalan Botian raised his eyebrows and glanced lightly, the third son called Nalan Shu, was silent.

Nalan Shu sat beside him with a solemn expression and did not continue to ask.

The rest of the powerful people in the family didn't speak much, or rather, they didn't dare to speak.

The rights and wrongs of this grievance, in the final analysis, were provoked by Nalan Botian and Ning Zhixiao.

Now, being approached by the enemy is also to blame.

Nalan Botian, who knew that he was at a loss, finally put down the teacup and said in a leisurely tone, "If you should come, you will always come, what else can you say, let's fight." ”

"Besides, my Nalan royal family is not a soft persimmon, the old man doesn't believe it, he Ning Hetu can clean up the family wealth that my Nalan royal family has accumulated for decades."

Speaking of this, Nalan Botian clicked on an inexplicable-sounding digression, "I'm afraid, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind." ”

Nalan Shu couldn't sit still, so he asked, "What does my father mean by this?" ”

"In this grassland in the north, the one who really has the intention of restoring the dynasty is the emperor, and they are now eager for chaos in the north, but unfortunately they have to mess up."

Nalan Botian smiled and added nonchalantly, "Of course, on the other side of the mountain, there is a more transcendent hidden existence. ”

The other side of the mountain.

Four simple words.

Let the Nalan people in the entire inner hall be confused.

Looking up again, Nalan Botian had already walked out of the inner hall with a cane, and the war letter was still quietly placed on the table.

……

I don't know when.

Li Yun, who didn't ask about family affairs all her life, began to pay attention to family dynamics every day, occasionally asking people about them, and occasionally knocking on the words of other sisters-in-law.

Such a sudden habit lasted for more than a few months.

This evening, this graceful and noble woman finally got two important news.

First, Ning Hetu is back.

Second, the Nalan royal family has received a war letter from Ning Hetu.

"It's really back."

Li Yun muttered to herself, a pair of beautiful eyes, flashing with bursts of light.

She turned her head and stared quietly at the royal compound, and then her gaze slowly fell to the residence where her daughter was imprisoned, her expression fluctuating.

In her life, she has done her duty and lived honestly.

Don't quarrel with people, don't intrigue with people.

It seems that after so many years, he has never blushed with the rest of the Nalan royal family.

Over time, the three generations of the old, middle-aged and young people of the royal family generally believe that she Li Yun is just a weak woman with little timidity, especially after the death of a man, her life is simply walking on thin ice in the eyes of other clansmen.

As everyone knows, women are weak, but mothers are strong.

Her daughter Nalan Guanyin, who was originally the most favored pearl of the Nalan royal family, is now a prisoner, and almost became a victim of the royal marriage.

As a mother, it hurts in the eyes and hurts in the heart.

"Don't be afraid, your daughter's happiness depends on you, don't be afraid."

Li Yun took a few deep breaths and muttered to himself while cheering himself up.

Wait until the moon stars are scarce.

The woman gently pushed open the boudoir where Nalan Guanyin was.

Alone, Nalan Guanyin, who was huddled alone in the room, rubbed his tired eyes, looked at his mother who suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, and was quite surprised, "Mother, why are you here?" ”

Li Yun made a boo gesture.

Nalan Guanyin looked dazed.

During this time, his spirit was sluggish and his soul was not giving up, and Nalan Guanyin's mood had been very low, far from the demeanor when he was in Fengtian.

Li Yun looked distressed again, his eyes were red, he held Nalan tightly and watched, and whispered, "Yin'er, when you go out, you remember to go all the way north." ”

Nalan Guanyin opened his mouth, still with a sad expression on his face, "Mother, who are you?" ”

"He's back, currently in Beichuan, you go find him."

Li Yun didn't wait for Nalan Guanyin to reply, took her daughter's right hand, and cautiously walked out of the door.

For a moment, Nalan Guanyin was speechless.

Ning Hetu is finally back?

Before he had time to rejoice, Nalan Guanyin finally realized what his mother was going to do.

"Mother." Nalan Guanyin whispered.

Li Yun comforted, "The Nalan royal family is too ruthless to you, since this is the case, leaving this land of right and wrong as soon as possible can be regarded as a relief." ”

"......"

Nalan Guanyin hesitated for a long time before blurting out, "I...... I'm afraid he doesn't want me anymore. ”

Li Yun was slightly stunned, turned around, and was quite distressed to straighten Nalan Guanyin's long hair, and comforted, "No matter what, it's always a hope, it's much better than staying in the Nalan royal family and waiting for death." ”