Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 904 Agree or Not
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Train stops.
Unknowingly, Shang Liang Yue leaned forward.
And when he leaned forward, strong arms wrapped around his waist.
Shang Liang Yue smashed into Di Yu's arm.
Bai Bai was in Shang Liang Yue's arms, but was not affected by anything.
Instead, when Shang Liang Yue leaned forward, he jumped in front of the curtain.
Now, the little one was crouching in front of the curtain.
Staring at the curtain with his golden eyes, as if he could look outside through the curtain.
Shang Liang Yue was stable, and after stabilizing, she looked at the curtains of the carriage.
The train stopped suddenly, it must be someone outside blocking the carriage.
The expression in Shang Liang Yue's eyes moved slightly.
Not talking or moving.
Very calm.
As he calmed down, Di Yu became calmer.
Di Yu hugged her with sagging and lazy arms.
As if very tired.
Looking ahead, the black color in the eyes of the phoenix was extremely calm.
For a moment, the carriage was very quiet.
And right now, outside the carriage.
Qi Sui looked at the person who had suddenly appeared before her.
That person was wearing a deep blue robe, with his entire body glaring fiercely.
Like an army.
This person was dressed like a Linguo person, with simple hair and a pair of tiger eyes.
That person glanced at the curtain of the carriage, then looked at Qi Sui, and cupped her hands.
"I am the eldest princess' servant, and the eldest daughter asks the servant to deliver a message to the prince."
As the person suddenly appeared and the carriage stopped, the surrounding people also stopped to witness the furore.
However, they did not know that this was the chariot of the War God Linguo, and they did not know that the War God Linguo was inside.
After all, how could War God Linguo use an ordinary carriage like this?
But now, when they heard what this person said, they were all shocked.
Prince?
The prince's on the train?
Suddenly, one by one looked at the curtains of the carriage.
It seems like by looking like this, you can see the person inside.
Hearing that person's words, Qi Sui frowned.
Eldest princess?
It seems that the eldest daughter deliberately asked someone to stay here.
The goal was to intercept the prince.
And the prince ...
Qi Sui thought of something, looked at the person, and said nothing.
Seeing no movement in the carriage, the person's expression remained unchanged.
He continued, "The eldest daughter said that the incident in Minzhou was the fault of my Nan Jia. Tomorrow, please go to Fu Rong Palace, I will apologize to the prince personally."
The man said while bowing.
Upon hearing this sentence, the people around were dumbfounded.
Eldest princess?
The eldest daughter of Nan Jia?
Obviously, none of them thought about it.
However, someone responded quickly.
"Is that the eldest daughter of Nan Jia?"
"Of course, didn't you hear what this guy said? Fu Rong Hall is a place dedicated to receiving state envoys."
"Princess Nan Jia is now in the Fu Rong Hall."
"Ah, I remember! Yep! That's Nan Jia's eldest daughter."
"..."
People started to discuss.
As they discussed, each gaze became excited.
"The oldest daughter said it casually. If he apologizes, he apologizes. Then what about the people who died in Minzhou?"
"Just right! Because of the plague alone, over a thousand people died. Not to mention the previous riot that repeatedly!"
"Yes! We do not accept Nan Jia's apology! We don't accept it!"
"..."
The voice of the people is the most frightening.
In an instant, in just a few seconds, the originally prosperous streets became wrathful.
Everyone looked at the person standing in front of the carriage hatefully.
It seemed, they wanted to swallow this person alive.
Clearly, the events in Minzhou became a thorn in the hearts of the commoners.
These spines are inalienable no matter how hard you pull them out.
Shang Liang Yue listened to the words outside, the more listened to him, the more funny he became.
In the end, the corner of his mouth was curved, but his eyes were cold.
However, how can a mere apology be convincing?
Especially the commoners?
The prince was in such a position, and the people would definitely be disappointed towards the prince.
If the commoners were disappointed with the prince, would the prince still have the majesty?
If you disagree, then if it spreads, it is not Nan Jia's fault. But it was Linguo's fault.
After all, the people had lowered their heads, and Linguo was still very tall, what did the other country think?
So, my master promised not to do it.
It's not true if you disagree.
Princess Nan Jia did not apologize to Linguo, but made things difficult for the prince.
It truly deserves to be the eldest daughter of Nan Jia who is appreciated by the emperor!
Following that person's words, people became excited.
There were even those who took the vegetables in their hands and threw the eggs towards that person.
The man stood there, bowing his body.
Not moving!
It seemed, no matter what Linguo's people did to him, he would not make a move.
Seeing this scene, Qi Sui's expression turned cold.
Nan Jia placed her posture extremely low, seemingly showing weakness, but actually did not.
They persecuted the prince.
Forcing the prince to make a decision.
What a good way!
Qi Sui clenched her control tightly, her eyes even colder.
In the car there was no movement.
So did that guy.
The voices of ordinary people are getting louder.
"Let Nan Jia's people out of my imperial land!"
"Yes! Get out of my imperial lands! Don't stay in the fertile lands of my empire! I'm so disgusted!"
"..."
As the voices grew more and more excited, one deep voice came from the carriage.
"It wasn't this prince who wanted to be apologized to by Nan Jia, but the people who died, and the families of those who died were."
For a moment, the market was quiet.
Everyone looked at the car.
Di Yu did not come out, but his majestic voice clearly fell on everyone's ears.
People's eyes turned red.
Yep.
The ones to be apologized for are those who have died, as well as family members who are still alive.
The pain of losing a child, the pain of losing a mother, the pain of losing a father, can this be resolved with an apology?
The person who was always bowing like a statue raised his head and looked at the curtain of the carriage.
The car curtain hangs quietly.
Without any movement.
Looks like the words just now didn't come from inside.
But!
As the man lifted his head and looked at the curtain of the carriage, from within, came yet another voice as deep as an abyss.
"My Linguo army pressed five hundred meters towards Nan Jia, not because my Linguo was suppressing the small country, but because of Linguo I want to tell the world that my Linguo will return whoever oppresses my Linguo."
The expressions of the people instantly stirred.
"Yes! Those who oppress my empire will be returned!"
"It must be returned!"
"..."
* * *
The Fu Rong Hall.
The eldest daughter sits in the gazebo.
Playing lute.
The gazebo is surrounded by white curtains.
When the wind blows, the white curtains will flutter.
The eldest daughter sat in front of one table.
On the table is a lute.
The slender finger of the eldest daughter touched the lute.
From the gazebo, the melodious sound of the lute spread.
Behind the eldest daughter stood one servant.
The servant's hand was hanging in front.
His eyes looked forward, and his body stood upright.
Not far outside stood guards, eunuchs, and escorts.
Fu Rong Palace was a place to receive emissaries.
There can't be only the eldest daughter here.
So, here there was still the Linguo people.
Not long after, a guard came quickly.
Stop outside the gazebo curtain, kneel down, and say ...