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Chapter 651 Brother Yan Gui is a great dancer

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    "Young Master has lived a very difficult life for so many years. He has always prepared a way out for himself, and Quan is one of them."

    "When we went to Yunwu Mountain, we happened to rescue a group of sharks on Yaowang Peak, so the two masters made springs like them and kept them by their side to support them."

    "Later, when the young master saw that the situation was critical, he went to Yunwu Mountain in person, left a trace of his consciousness and memory, and asked the two masters to send Quan to Hailing Mansion."

    The girl in white scratched her head: "The rest of the matter will be handled by Young Master's people, Master Nie did not interfere."

    "I guess I faked my identity and made up my life experience to make his appearance more logical. Now that the young master is back with you, Quan is of no use."

    Tangtang asked: "What did my brother plan to do with him back then?"

    The girl in white said: "Nine times out of ten, I want him to die for me. Emperor Zun is not easy to deceive, and the young master knows this very well."

    Tangtang looked back at Yan Gui: "Now that my brother is back, life and death are unpredictable. When are you going to let Quan die?"

    "Young Master only asked Master Nie to watch over you and keep you safe. This is the only thing Master Nie has done on the way from Sichuan Prefecture to the Twelve Prefectures."

    "knew."

    Tangtang waved her hand: "If something happens, I will naturally send someone to tell you."

    "yes."

    The girl in white turned around and suddenly thought of something: "His Second Highness's consciousness was found in the Queen Mother's Hall after several searches. I have already asked someone from Xiaoyao Realm to send it to me."

    "The Queen Mother's Palace?"

    Tangtang blinked: "So, when the second brother was stolen, his consciousness was gone?"

    "I don't know, but the Queen Mother has been ill for a long time."

    The girl in white said: "The spiritual consciousness was also discovered by Qianlong Guard during their routine inspection. It may have just been sent here, or it may have been there all along."

    "Master Nie has gone to Yaowang Peak to ask the great doctor to come down the mountain to thoroughly investigate whether the illness of Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother and the Protector of the Country has anything to do with the black robe."

    Tangtang nodded: "When you go back, tell brother Nie Fu'an that the construction period of the small workshop will be shortened, and 70% of the weapons will be shipped to Xiping Prefecture."

    "In addition, we must not relax around the capital. Emperor Zun does not shy away from attacking Xipingzhou. Either he deliberately spread the news, or he is really crazy."

    "yes."

    Before leaving, the girl in white said, "Master Nie said that the emperor is still determined to resurrect the young prince. If one day"

    "Stop talking." Tangtang's heart trembled.

    The girl in white still gritted her teeth and finished her words: "Master Nie hopes that you will take into account the overall situation. He is just a puppet. He has to live for a few years. He should have redeemed himself long ago."

    The sound transmission wall disappeared and silence returned to the dormitory.

    Tangtang silently looked at the falling rain outside the window, lost in thought. Only then did she realize that Yan Gui, who had been banned, had been honest for a long time.

    His eyes were still open and motionless, almost the same as the puppet Xiaobai said.

    Tangtang closed the window, squatted next to the bed, and looked at him with her hands on the edge of the bed: "Brother, are you the real brother, or are you a puppet?"

    Yan Gui remained motionless, not even blinking.

    Tangtang remembered the forbidden spells she had seen before to drive away evil spirits and the living dead, so she formed a spell and pushed it into Yan Gui's body:

    "It's okay to be idle when you're free. Get up and dance for Tangtang to see."

    Yan Gui remained motionless, his hands and feet twitched, and he sat up and got out of bed stiffly.

    He had his hair disheveled, his expression was dull, and he was dancing like a great dancer.

    Tangtang laughed so hard that she burst into tears. She felt that she was really a bad Tangtang. Why did she just bully Yan Gui's brother while he was being stupid?

    When no one was around, she quickly helped Yan Gui back to the couch and tucked him into the bed:

    "Anyway, brother won't remember such a period, and Tangtang won't tell anyone. This is our secret, hee."

    She murmured softly, and then heard someone coming from outside to report: "Your Majesty, the latest battle report has arrived."

    "Call all the officials to the study. I will go see them right away."

    "yes."

    Tangtang stood up and ran to the side hall to find a clean robe.

    She rolled the robe she had changed into into a ball and threw it out from behind the screen, spreading it like a goddess scattering flowers.

    She hurriedly changed her clothes, fixed her bun in front of the mirror, opened her legs and ran out, saying as she ran??

    "Brother, don't move around. I'll come back to see you when Tangtang is done. Be honest!"

    The door to the dormitory opened with a creak and then closed with a bang. The empress's hurried footsteps were soon no longer heard.

    The seal on the couch moved, and Yan Gui lifted the quilt.

    With a solemn face, he got off the ground with his bare feet, walked slowly to the screen, picked up the small robe lying on the ground and hung it up.

    He went around the screen again and put the messy hairpin jewelry on the table back to its original place. He stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at himself.

    He has ink-like eyes, black hair and white clothes, his face is paler than his clothes, and there is no blood on his lips.

    "You are so dirty." The person in the mirror said to him.

    "You are so pathetic, no one wants you to live." The person in the mirror mocked him.

    "Only if you are dead, she will not be harmed." The person in the mirror made a gesture of wiping his neck.

    Yan Gui took off the bronze mirror, walked back to the couch with a solemn face, and lay down again.

    The magic circles that controlled his hands and feet were wandering on the couch, going everywhere but not near him.

    The scimitar placed on the knife rest buzzed, and the voice of a palace official came from outside:

    "Clan Chief Quan, why don't you take a good rest? What's the big deal when you come here in the rain? Your health is important."

    Quan said nothing, and his figure approached the door of the dormitory.

    The palace people did not dare to stop him, and of course they would not let him in:

    "Your Majesty has decreed that no one is allowed to enter or leave the bedroom. How about you inform Your Majesty or come with Him?"

    Quan was still silent. He didn't go in, but he didn't leave either. His straight figure remained on the palace door.

    Yan Gui looked at it for a while and closed his eyes.

    Tangtang, who was discussing matters in the study, did not know that the atmosphere in the dormitory was strange, and the battle reports for the past few days were all about great victories.

    The living dead have been basically controlled, and the people of the twelve states have not been much troubled. On the contrary, their resistance is getting higher and higher.

    If there really is a war again, the old people in the streets and alleys can carry two big swords and go into battle to kill the enemy.

    But things are not as optimistic as they seem.

    "Compared with the evil spirits, these living dead people are like children who have just learned to walk and masters who have deep hidden skills and reputations. It can be seen at a glance which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

    What's more, if the emperor personally leads the tenth-level national masters to fight in person, he will either become famous in one battle or wither away his bones.

    All the confidant generals present here fell silent upon hearing the news: "How are we going to fight this battle? Have any of you seen the Evil Legion?"

    "Who the hell knows that the devil has been raised by Emperor Zun for more than ten years? I heard from the warlock that once it is entangled by the evil spirit, it will come to the door of anyone you have just met!" (Remember the website address of this website!  £ºwww.hlnovel.com
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