This thought of inspiration was surprised and happy. He held the core in his hand and walked around the smooth floor, muttering, and seemed to be full of thoughts.

He was surprised that he had never thought that Meng Zhao would take the initiative to show kindness to him, or even cooperate with him and form an alliance.

The reason is very simple. He made Meng Zhao hard during the night banquet in the palace that day, almost making him unable to get out of Taiwan, and even at the risk of being ruined. The other party did not turn against him on the spot, and he was already calm and determined.

The subsequent development was as expected. Meng Zhao was indeed against him in everything, and he was obviously angry.

Not to mention that after that, Meng Zhao became the person elected by all forces in Lingwu City and used to compete with him for the military power of the Yangwu Army, which made him toss and turn and unable to feel at ease.

If he had been from Meng Zhao's perspective and identity, he would never have taken the initiative to repair such a relationship.

For such young and energetic people, few of them can tolerate retreating. Their personality is their strong spirit and courage and fearlessness.

But now it seems that he underestimated the world-famous Beimeng Dragon King. The other party can tolerate what others cannot tolerate. He is definitely a ruthless character. It is not about martial arts, but about this kind of forbearing and decisive mind.

In his original intention, Beitanghe wanted to promote a good relationship with each other, but if it really happened, then he turned around and wanted to deal with it. The one who deceived him was the royal family in Yujing City. It was of great importance and he dared not take it privately.

Thinking of this, Bei Tanghe no longer hesitated and put the broken core crisp in his hand back into the gift box. After modifying it a little, he hurried to the pavilion where Bei Tang'ang was.

Although the heavy snow stopped at this time, the weather was still cold and fierce. The cold wind whistled on people's face, causing pain like a knife cutting. Even if Beitang He had a deep inner strength, he felt very uncomfortable.

When I arrived outside the pavilion, I saw several heavy armored guards in the royal palace, wearing iron helmets, and majestic and strong guards standing outside like statues, closely guarding the inside and outside. When I breathed, I saw snow-white mists coming out, creating a different scene on this dead of winter.

Their faces, due to long-term erosion by wind and snow, have become extremely rough and bright red. The palms holding weapons also have a large number of frostbite, dead sores and calluses.

This is a group of loyal guards who have been guarding the royal family since their ancestors. They are called the Dead Soldiers of the Great Inner and have been trained from generation to generation. They are people who can really sacrifice their lives to protect the royal family.

Such a warrior is majestic. Unfortunately, the smell of food and the sound of unrestrained laughter from the pavilion broke the cold atmosphere and tones created by the Dead Soldiers in the Great Inner, making Beidang Hyuk sigh.

His father is really a model of having no ambitions and a synonym for alcoholism and lust.

I have been afraid of hardships in practicing martial arts since I was a child, so I was not interested in practicing literature. In other words, I cannot succeed in writing and martial arts. In the royal family, except for the blood shed on their bodies, there is basically no value.

His favorite thing in his life was fine wine, food, and beauty, that is, he was born in the royal family. If his family background was slightly ordinary, he would be a prodigal son and would be a foolish and incompetent person.

Fortunately, although this father is absurd, he is not tyrannical, and is very tolerant and generous. He is still quite adept at being kind to others.

For example, after coming to Lingwu City, he was decentralized and the affairs inside and outside the government were mostly handled by the prince Beitanghe, which shows his personality.

Beitanghe sometimes wondered if his father, who was a little more powerful, could he be granted a place with rich financial resources and dense population, and he would not have to be furious in this ghost place.

And he may also be able to receive the attention of the elders of the royal family and truly gain importance.

Unfortunately, there is no if in the world, and these thoughts can only be thoughts in his own heart.

Filial piety is the first priority, and all the parents in the world are all right. If Beitang He dares to complain about anything and cannot be condemned by the world, the old guys within the royal family will be able to peel off his skin.

Back to reality and suppressing all kinds of distractions, Kitado Hyuk sighed, stepped forward and said a few words to the samurai leader, and then saw the samurai retreating and shook a thin rope on the front eaves of the pavilion. As the string trembled, a pleasant and crisp sound of bell rang out.

Bei Tangang, who was looking for fun, took a while before shouting,

"If you have something to do, come in and say it!"

Beitanghe sighed, shook his head, bowed to the big inner dead soldiers, and then pushed the door and walked into the pavilion.

I saw the candles inside were brightly lit, luxuriously decorated, gold and silver utensils everywhere, pearls and jade shining...

Bei Tang Hyuk did not go up, but came to a large chair made of gold and sat down.

Close your eyes and rest, think about problems, and wait quietly for Beitang to come down.

He knew his father best, but he knew what the other party was doing on it.

There are more filthy and unsightly places inside, so he doesn't want to go up, so just wait here.

After a while, Beitang Ang wore a pair of very avant-garde shorts, with his chest and back exposed, and he walked down with his bare shirtlessness. His face was not red, and a choking smell of alcohol instantly filled the space on this floor, which shows how much wine he had drunk.

While walking, he was cursing and cursing, which was very unhappy.

Seeing Bei Tang Hyuk sitting on a golden chair, Bei Tang was so excited that he didn't even hit him. He rushed over angrily, grabbed Bei Tang Hyuk, kicked him symbolically, and said angrily,

"You guys don't rest in your room at night, why are you running away?"

It’s not that he was so angry. He was having fun with a few beauties just now, but he was disturbed when he was in a good mood.

Although the person below just shaking the bell, he didn't say a word.

But he knew very well that no one in the Yanping County Prince's Mansion, except for his son, dared to disturb his good things.

I also value this son. Even if I am reluctant, I can only hold back, put on my pants, and run over to see what plane this kid is doing.

But unexpectedly, the boy pretended to be deep, which made him angry and scolded him.

Then, he took it naturally to the big golden chair. After a moment, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he got up and went to another chair covered with thick velvet, and his face was soothing.

Bei Tanghe was not angry, but just looked at Bei Tang'an's slightly sunken and black circles, as well as a few strands of white hair on his temples, and advised,

"Father, I think you should be more restrained. Such excessive alcohol and color will be really harmful to your body."

I have said this many times. If I could listen, I would have heard it long ago, and would I wait until now?

Beitang Ang waved his hand and there was a little more waving, which was completely different from the performance in the night banquet. He said disdainfully,

"What do you do for me?

If you are drunk today, if you are not happy, what is the meaning of living?
Chapter completed!