Chapter 687 In the Previous Life, He Was the One Who Came Late

Song Zhao didn't remember that she ever gave Si Yu a candy.

But Si Yu's words at that time gave her hope for life.

She only thought of Si Yu as a way to repay her kindness.

Maybe it was to pity her, or maybe it was to promote the few compassions in his bones.

She has hope.

She was looking forward to the prosperous world he would bring three days later, hoping that she could make a comeback and save her family.

But on the third day, when she was looking forward to it, she got the news that her father had died in battle, and she was also pissed off.

After all, she didn't wait.

The man in sight gradually blurred.

Si Yu pulled Song Zhao to him, and asked in a low voice, "Why are your eyes red?"

Song Zhao rubbed his eyes, suppressed the urge to cry, and said in a muffled voice, "It's okay, I got sand in my eyes."

turn out to be.

The powerful minister in the previous life once promised to give her a new world.

But he didn't come to the appointment on time.

In the previous life, he was late.

"Good."

Master Huiling waved the Buddha dust.

The brimmed hat on her head was blown off, revealing long snow-white hair fluttering in the wind.

"Only sacrificing Princess Zhaoyang alone can save Jingzhou from suffering.

Since Princess Zhaoyang is the daughter-in-law of the general family, why not for the country and the people? "

She showed a compassionate expression, like a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering.

Pointing at the moral high ground, "You and the prince brought gunpowder into the arena, which has already violated the taboo of praying for rain! You are not afraid of retribution, will the gods drop knives on the earth? How will you end up at that time?"

Song Zhao stared at her, feeling depressed because of the events in his previous life, and his tone became even colder, "The general is working hard to protect the people in the world, but the people in the world want my life instead. What's the reason for this?"

"The gods can't bear the misery of the world, because the gods are good."

"Master Huiling professes the gods, but declares killing lives. This is evil."

"Good versus evil."

Song Zhao paused.

She propped her hands on the main stage, her long hair was blown up by the wind, like a high-ranking empress, looking down on all living beings with pity.

"How can a vicious person get the blessing of the gods? How can he ask for rain?"

Every word punishes the heart.

Master Huiling's face was pale, and his throat was stuffed with anger.

She stared at Song Zhao fiercely.

Song Zhao smiled lightly.

The sun is in full bloom.

The girl's eyes were half-closed, like a very elegant and noble Persian cat, "My princess has a clear distinction between what I like and what I hate, and I don't want to meddle in people who don't like me. But since everything has been said, my princess It’s a good face, but it’s not good to let it go.”

She wiped her hands with a handkerchief, took out the prepared formation diagram, and lazily placed it on the main table.

"Everyone's eyes are wide open. Today, the princess is praying for rain for you. After you are done, you have to obediently follow the orders of the princess."

Si Yu pursed his lips and smiled.

have to say.

Ah Zhao became domineering, and it was really touching.

he likes it so much

The common people have long been stunned by Song Zhaosiyu's aura.

Although they didn't believe Song Zhaoneng was capable of asking for rain, they didn't dare to refute.

The faces of the crown prince and Master Huiling were gloomy.

Master Huiling watched Song Zhao skillfully arrange the formation. The patterns on the formation map, her gestures and the directions she showed were all similar to what she did.

This little girl actually knows how to beg for rain.

But what's the use of asking?

The problem in Jingzhou lies in feng shui. If Song Zhao is alive, he can't change feng shui, and he can't ask for rain.

Yin Wanyang comforted the prince, "Your Highness, don't be angry. When Princess Zhaoyang fails to pray for rain, she will naturally have a chance to teach her a lesson."

The prince understood this truth.

But he just couldn't get angry.

He gritted his teeth when he saw the arrogant couple on the stage ignoring him.

"It's been a while."

The governor watched nervously the movements of Song Zhao's hands.

At the same time look at the sky.

It was still a sunny day with no sign of rain.

But at this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently.

The sound of horseshoes was deafening in the distance.

Countless sergeants in uniform uniforms escorted a carriage and came overwhelmingly.

The dense crowd spontaneously made way for the army.

The army raised a black flag with the word South Vietnam written on it.

The leading general rode on the horse and said loudly, "The king of Nanyue is here!"

King of Nanyue?

Everyone was taken aback.

Immediately kneeling on the ground to salute conditionedly.

"Congratulations to the King of Nanyue."

The prince was overjoyed, and raised his robe to the front of the carriage to congratulate.

The bead curtain is drawn open.

The young and handsome emperor jumped down.

Tantai Mo wore a black cloak, was tall and had long legs, his hair was tied with a golden crown, and there was a circle of precious fox fur around his neck, he looked like a man of gold and jade.

He nodded towards the prince, "Your Highness is polite."

Everyone was shocked to see that the emperor of Nanyue Kingdom was so young.

When His Royal Highness saw the huge army behind Tantai Mo, he immediately gained confidence and said seriously, "Can the King of Nanyue do Gu a favor..."

He quickly told the Nanyue King what had just happened.

The King of Nanyue raised his hand, his voice was deep and powerful, "I have no doubt about the ability of the national teacher. Since the national teacher said that Princess Zhaoyang is a witch, then Princess Zhaoyang is!"

Si Yu recognized Tantai Mo.

The dog man who kissed Ah Zhao's cheek.

His eyes were cold, and he sneered evilly, "What are you? Dasheng's land, what's the matter with you Nanyue people."

Tantai Mo stared straight at Si Yu, a gloomy coercion emanated from his flesh and blood, filling the air around him.

He licked his teeth and smiled lowly, with a bit of blood, "Nanyue has signed a peace agreement with Dasheng, Dasheng Nanyue is a family, and they are all their own.

Dasheng's business is my business. If I want to take care of it, you Dasheng emperor has nothing to say, why do you come from a mere county to speak? "

Si Yu's brows were combed coldly, and he didn't care, "Then the king of Nanyue will give it a try?"

The King of Nanyue raised his hand and said indifferently, "The princess of Zhaoyang, the witch, caused a disaster to the world, so that there was a drought in the sky. All the troops obeyed the order and set fire to the witch to death."

"promise."

The sergeant behind Tantai Mo immediately took out his bow and arrow, lit the dry grass and dead wood, and pointed it in the direction of the main stage.

"scold--"

The wind howled.

Dozens of arrows flew out of Si Yu's wide sleeve.

The sergeant couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced through the chest by the arrow.

"ah!"

There were screams one after another.

The sergeant with the bow and arrow died in front of Tantai Mo.

Blood splattered.

The people screamed.

Thick blood stained Tantai Mo's cloak and scraped across his cheeks.

The young and handsome emperor had sinister eyes and a more bloody aura.

He wiped away the blood on his face with his thumb, tilted his neck, and curled his lips into a sinister smile, like the king of Satan.

"Junhou, you are bold." The prince scolded angrily, feeling that Si Yu was daring, "Do you dare to kill the sergeant of the King of Nanyue?"

Si Yu said expressionlessly, "How about the King of Nanyue?

If you dare to touch this Marquis' sweetheart, the next one to kill him will be the King of Nanyue. "

These two are two in one.

A total of 4000 words = 4 chapters.