V2.Chapter 347

Nangong Yan didn't have the heart to take care of Nangong Li's little emotions. The three-day period passed in a flash. That would be her last chance. She had to devote all her energy to the duel with the Great Emperor Ji.

She knew that there were masters in the hands of Da Di Ji, she had taken it lightly many times, and she will not be in the future.

Taking a deep breath, holding down her agitated emotions, she looked down at Dabao on the stool.

I saw Dabao still staring at her with his big black eyes open.

She sighed, reached out and rubbed his bare little head: "Just be as good as you are."

However, after Nangong Li rushed out, she sat down on the steps outside the house alone.

He couldn't understand who that man was, what kind of relationship he had with his mother, and he couldn't understand how Yan Jiuchao had done such inhumane things to his mother, how could she still protect his children?

Yes, he's a nice hostage.

But as long as he's alive, that's enough, isn't it?

What's the point of torturing him?

They have suffered so much at the hands of Yan Jiuchao, isn't it just right for the father to pay the debt?

Nangong Li would not admit that her jealousy towards Yan Jiuchao was one more point, not only because of him, but also because he had given birth to several such excellent children, Qi Zhang Xiao Gu Lao, Nan Zhao Xiao Highness!

He still remembered that when he was five years old, he accidentally strayed into the Golden Palace.

He saw his grandfather sitting on the shiny golden dragon chair, and he walked up the steps curiously, only to take a few steps before being hugged by his grandfather's inner servant.

He still remembered his grandfather's expression.

Grandpa frowned, as if he had done something he shouldn't have done.

What about this kid?

Why can he walk up, why can he sit on the dragon chair, and why is he holding the jade seal as a thing?

Grandpa is too eccentric!

"Li'er."

When Nangong Li's eyes turned red with anger at her own thoughts, a very gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

Nangong Li's thoughts came to an abrupt end, he closed his eyes with anger, and a look of indifference appeared on his face: "What are you doing?"

He didn't have to look back to guess who it was.

Bai Qianli sat down beside him and looked at him dotingly: "What is Li'er thinking? So ecstatic?"

Nangong Li said unceremoniously: "What are you doing? This king warns you, you'd better stay away from Di Ji, she is not someone you can provoke!"

Bai Qianli was not annoyed when she was murdered, she lowered her head and smiled softly: "Okay, I won't provoke her."

His obedience made Nangong Li's expression turn slightly, and Nangong Li said again, "You'd better leave here now, and don't appear in front of us again!"

Bai Qianli said: "I'm afraid I can't do this."

Only then did he think that this person was quite interesting, and turned his head and dared to disobey his orders, Nangong Li said displeased, "Why?"

"You know why." Bai Qianli said.

Knowing some things is worse than not knowing, and if you guessed it, you have to pretend that you didn't guess it. Bai Qianli's words completely angered Nangongli, he stood up, pulled out the saber at his waist and pointed at Bai Qianli: "You count. What! It's also worthy of serving my mother!"

The smile in Bai Qianli's eyes finally disappeared little by little. He raised his head, looked at Nangongli steadily, and said word by word, "I'm your father."

Nangong Li was furious: "You are talking nonsense!"

"I don't." Bai Qianli said.

Nangong Li was trembling with anger: "Shut up! You are not my father! My father is King Yan of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Not a face hidden in the deep mountains and old forests!"

Although he had guessed that his reaction would be like this, he was still disappointed when he actually saw it. Bai Qianli's heart was as uncomfortable as a needle stick, he stopped talking, and got up lightly and went back to the house.

Nangong Li clenched the sword in his hand, looked at his back and said, "Don't dream! You will never be my father!"

"What's the noise!" Nangong Yan came out of the room and looked at Nangong Li coldly.

Nangong Li also looked at her, his eyes were full of resentment, then he gritted his teeth, threw the sword in his hand, and rushed into the night without looking back.

"Li'er..." Bai Qianli, who had just entered the room, heard the movement and turned around to chase after him.

Nangong Li stopped him: "Don't worry about him, he wants to be willful, let him go."

Bai Qianli worried: "It's so late, will it be dangerous for him to wander in the woods?"

Nangong Yan frowned and said, "With Shura secretly protecting him, nothing will happen."

Bai Qianli glanced at Nangong Yan and persuaded: "Don't be mad at him, blame me, I shouldn't have told him his background so abruptly."

If in the past, Nangong Yan would not agree with him doing this, but now, these things have no meaning in her heart.

Nangong Yan said, "For such an old man, he still plays with his temper like a child. Dabao is more sensible than him."

Bai Qianli paused: "Dabao...is that child? Is he the flesh and blood of Yan Jiuchao?"

Nangong Yan said indifferently: "Yan Jiuchao's eldest son is deeply loved by my father, who gave him all the imperial jade seals."

Bai Qianli was surprised.

The monarch loves this child so much, does he want to make him the heir?

Bai Qianli thought that the child had called here, but he didn't seem to cry, and when he met strangers, he was even more cautious and afraid. From these two points alone, he was indeed not an ordinary child of luck.

"Yan Jiuchao knows this place, will he come here?" Bai Qianli didn't tell Nangong Yan what happened to Yan Jiuchao.

Nangong Yan said coldly, "So what if you find one? Come one, I'll let Shura kill one!"

"Dabao~"

"Dabao~"

"Where are you, Dabao?" Xiaobao took Erbao's hand and pushed open the door of a wing.

The two little guys poked their heads and looked in. They were most afraid of the dark, but in order to find Dabao, they dared to walk in.

"Come out, Dabao~" Xiaobao bent down and looked under the bed.

"Dabao, you are not allowed to hide, we will admit defeat." Erbao opened the cabinet door.

The two rummaged through the house, but there was no big treasure, so they went out hand in hand and continued to search from room to room.

As soon as Zi Su came out after washing the dishes, she saw the two strolling down the porch, and hurriedly walked over to squat down and said, "Oh, young master, aren't you asleep? Why did you come out again? I haven't put on my shoes yet, how cold the ground is. what!"

"We can't sleep." Xiaobao said.

"Look for Dabao." Erbao said.

Zi Su felt sour in her heart, not knowing how to explain it to them, so she had to repeat the lines she made up earlier in the morning: "Didn't you say that Dabao went to the palace to accompany your grandma?"

"Why hasn't he come back?" Xiaobao asked.

"He..." Zisu said embarrassingly, "I'll be back in two days."

"Why don't you take us there? Grandma doesn't like us?" Xiaobao asked again.

After a few words, Zi Su was stopped. How did the lady explain it? Let the two children joke around, she forgot the words!

"Of course my grandma likes you, but we also like you. If you all leave, we will be sad too." King Yan appeared in time.

Zi Su breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and bowed: "Your Highness."

"You retreat." King Yan said.

"Yes." Zisu Yiyan withdrew.

King Yan walked up to the two with two pairs of small tiger-toed shoes, crouched down and held up their little feet one by one, and put the shoes on for them.

King Yan took them back to the house, poured hot water, wiped their feet, and let them lie down in a soft bed.

Erbao and Xiaobao reluctantly accept the fact that the three brothers are not together because they are with different elders, but they still miss Dabao very much.

"When will Dabao come back?" Erbao asked.

This question was asked no less than a hundred times, and they answered no less than a hundred times. King Yan said patiently, "Two days later."

Xiaobao counted with his hands open: "Two days, let's say yes."

"Yeah." King Yan nodded with a smile, tucked the quilts for them, patted their little shoulders, and coaxed them to sleep.

Ugh.

The two little guys sighed in their hearts at the same time, they really miss Dabao.

In the bamboo forest on the other side, Dabao also lay down, but no one coaxed him, only a dumb slave entered the house and turned off the light for him.

He awkwardly took off his shoes, smeared himself onto the bed, placed himself in the center of the bed, and pulled the quilt over it.

He curled up small.

He rubbed his red eyes.

Dabao is not cold.

Dabao is not afraid.

Dabao does not cry.

Dabao must be strong.

...

After Erbao Xiaobao fell asleep, King Yan called Fuling and Yingliu to guard them while he went to Xiao Zhenting's yard.

"Are you looking for the marshal? He's not here, he's going to buy me food." Shangguan Yan said, looking at King Yan who was visiting in the middle of the night.

Since these two met, they pointed at Maimang, and it was hard to imagine that King Yan would take the initiative to come to see Xiao Zhenting.

"It's alright." King Yan had already guessed what Xiao Zhenting was going to do, not to buy food for Shangguan Yan.

King Yan was right, buying food was just a cover, and Xiao Zhenting went out overnight to find Dabao.

In Bai Qianli's bamboo forest, he found the bamboo forest where Bai Qianli was.

The reason why he was able to find this place is also due to his high martial arts. Ying Shisan and Ying Liu overheard the news when they reported the news to Yan Jiuchao. He was not sure that Nangongyan would bring Dabao here, he just came to touch him. He took a chance, but as soon as he entered the woods, he felt an unusual aura.

Xiao Zhenting paused suspiciously, and after thinking for a while, his expression changed slightly: "Asura!"

As soon as the words fell, a breath of inner strength turned into a blade and attacked his life gate fiercely.

Xiao Zhenting pointed his toes and flew up, avoiding a blow.

The bamboos behind him were not so lucky. Hundreds of lush green bamboos were all broken under this qi blade.

Xiao Zhenting felt a chill in his heart.

What a powerful force!

Xiao Zhenting's internal strength is one of the few in the world, but if the blow just now was head-on, he wasn't sure that he would be able to catch Shura unscathed like the last time he hit Shura.

Is the Shura here so terrifying?

The scary thing is not Shura, but three Shura!

The three Asuras released their internal forces at the same time, and firmly suppressed Xiao Zhenting.

One may still have a chance to fight with one, and there is almost no way for three to escape.

Just as an Asura stabbed Xiao Zhenting ruthlessly with a sword, a white figure suddenly appeared, blocking Xiao Zhenting's body.

"stop!"

Nangong Yan shouted fiercely.

The sword-wielding Shura turned around and brushed past King Yan's side.

Shura's figure only appeared for a moment and then disappeared into the night.

The suppression of the three Shura disappeared at the same time, and Xiao Zhenting was finally able to move. He covered his chest, swayed, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Are you all right?" King Yan turned to support him.

Shura's suppression is usually only aimed at warriors. People like Yan Wang who have no power to bind chickens are like ants in Shura's eyes. He didn't let the three Shura attack him when he approached or appeared, so he was still safe.

Xiao Zhenting wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said forcefully, "What can I do? What are you doing here? Why don't you hurry up?"

Is it easier for Shura to crush him than to crush an ant?

King Yan smiled lightly: "You go."

"Who said he was going to be let go?" Nangong Yan walked over coldly, "If you don't abide by the promise of the big match in three days, you have to come and die in advance, so I will take the life of Marshal Xiao!"

It was not surprising that she could recognize Xiao Zhenting, after all, she had seen the portrait, and after all, she knew the inside story.

Xiao Zhenting kept King Yan behind him.

King Yan smiled: "It doesn't matter, she won't kill me." After saying that, he walked out from behind him and walked towards Nangong Yan, "Release Marshal Xiao."

"Why did I let go..."

"I stayed."

King Yan interrupted her.

Nangong Yan's plain hand clenched suddenly.

She looked into his eyes for a moment, after doing so many ruthless and cruel things to her, how could he still look at her with such gentle and harmless eyes?

What did he take her for?

Did he think she could still be used by him as obediently as before?

Nangong Yan clenched her fists tightly, her fingertips digging into her palm.

King Yan said softly: "King Yan of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the most beloved younger brother of the Great Zhou Emperor, the father of Yan Jiuchao, the family of the Great Emperor Ji, is more valuable than the Great Marshal of the World's Armed Forces, isn't it? "

Xiao Zhenting frowned: "Hey! You are selling pork!"

Nangong Yan said coldly, "You are here to pick up Dabao."

King Yan continued to keep his harmless and gentle eyes: "I didn't want to pick him up, I just stayed to accompany him. You can also have one more hostage, can't you?"

"Then I might as well stay with both! Or... I'll just kill him!" Nangong Yan said, raising the sword in his hand.

King Yan grabbed her sword: "Yan'er!"

Nangong Yan watched his hand cut blood on her blade, her chest heaving with anger: "You!"

King Yan seemed to be unaware of the pain, so he looked at her so firmly, and looked at her tenderly.

Nangong Yan can't wait to stab himself to death with a sword!

This man has hurt him so badly, yet he still wants to be soft-hearted to him?

No, the former Nangong Yan is dead.

She won't make the same mistake again.

She's going to use him again, just like he used to use her!

Nangong Yan withdrew the sword, looked at King Yan coldly, and looked at Xiao Zhenting beside him: "Okay, you stay, please go back to Marshal Xiao to bring a message to the Great Emperor Ji, don't send people to die, three See you at the altar in the future!"

Xiao Zhenting was "sent" out of the forest by Shura.

King Yan followed Nangong Yan into the house.

Nangong Li had already returned. As soon as he walked out of the room, he met King Yan, and his eyes lit up: "Father!"

King Yan glanced at Bai Qianli who was like a shadow in the corner, and said calmly: I am not your father, he is. "

Nangong Li froze in place like a bolt from the blue.

King Yan ignored him and went into the house to find his treasure.

A few children always have to leave a lamp when they go to bed, but in this room they can't see their fingers. You don't need to guess how scared Dabao is.

King Yan regretted that he had not come earlier.

He walked to the bed and looked at the bulging mass in the quilt, his heart ached.

He gently lifted the quilt: "Dabao, it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, he curled up into a ball, holding the small head with his small hands, and raised his head suddenly, looking at the sudden appearance of King Yan with his red eyes.

King Yan took the big treasure into his arms, let his small head rest on his neck, and the big palm gently caressed his back.

Dabao's little mouth was deflated, and he cried out loudly!

Dabao is afraid!

Dabao is wronged!

Dabao wants to go home!

King Yan hugged the child who was crying and trembling in his arms: "Don't be afraid, Dabao, Grandpa will take you home soon."

Must take you home.

Xiao Zhenting went to Helian Mansion and told Yu Wan and Yan Jiuchao about the matter in the forest. Helian Beiming and Yu Shaoqing were also there, as was Mama.

Hearing that King Yan took the initiative to send himself back to Nangong Yan in order to take care of Dabao, the room was silent for a while.

"Let's try to rob people." Yu Wan said.

Xiao Zhenting shook his head: "I can't grab it, they have three Shura."

If you kill one, there will be one less opponent in the competition. It is with this idea that Nangong Yan is not afraid of them coming.

They also had Shura in their hands, but they were dueling one-on-one, and now it was one-on-three. Not to mention whether they won or not, Shura would be exposed.

"Is there any other way, Mamma?" Yu Wan looked at their think tank, the old man.

The old man was about to open his mouth to say something, but Yan Jiuchao said calmly: "Don't do anything, save the greatest strength, just didn't waste his painstaking efforts."

Three days passed by like a white horse.

The fact that the two emperors and concubines invited each other to a duel has been widely spread in the imperial capital. This is a once-in-a-century spectacle of prosperity. Before dawn, people rushed to the altar.

They all wanted to meet the two emperors, especially the great emperor who saw the dragon but not the tail.