ood on me was your idea"“Is that so…so what!” Yang Xiao asked crossly, “You…you’re not An Xue Tang, then who are you Some fox spirit!”"How do you know I'm not An Xuetang"Lin narrowed her eyes, observi...Eleven said those words, and the soldiers guarding the door instantly looked at each other in surprise.
Listen to what these eleven generals have to say. Remember, Miss Cheng in front of you is not here empty-handed. She has an imperial decree.
How could they, with their status, possibly drive away someone carrying a papal bull
Even if you gave them a thousand or a hundred bear hearts and leopard guts, they wouldn't dare.
And after Eleven finished speaking, she didn't care at all what these people were thinking. She glanced at Cheng Ruier and the people behind her with a faint look in her eyes, a flash of killing intent passing through them.
Then, he met Yunliu's gaze and swung himself onto his horse.
"You...you can't leave." Cheng Ru'er came to her senses and took two steps forward, wanting to stop Yun Liu and Eleven, she hurriedly spoke out loudly:
"You can't just leave like this, I...I must see the King of Beijiang, you must take me to him."
Must!
Yunliu and Shiyi couldn't help but sneer in their hearts. They didn't know where this person got the face from.
What gives them the right to insist
Who does she think she is Even if the Jade Emperor himself came, they wouldn't see him if the Prince didn't want to. They naturally wouldn't go against the Prince's decision.
Not to mention her.
Yunliu's face had turned cold, her sinister eyes fixed on her. "Is there anything else, Miss Cheng"
"I..."
Unknowingly, Cheng Ru'er was startled by Yunliu's gaze and subconsciously took a step back. But to see Mo Yunjing, she had to bite the bullet and say, "Where is King Beijang I... I must see him, it's... His Majesty sent me to bring him an imperial edict."
After she finished speaking, fearing that Yunliu might misunderstand, she quickly added, "This isn't a marriage decree. It's about the war situation. This is a major matter, you...you must let me go in to see the King of Beijang."
"Is that so"
Yunliu's eyes clearly didn't believe her words at all. At this moment, he calmly rode his horse a few steps towards her.
“!”
Cheng Ru'er was still terrified by the incident, fearing that this beast would hurt her. So she turned pale with fear and hurriedly took a few steps back.
And the guards she brought immediately stepped forward two paces, standing before Cheng Ru'er.
Yun Liu's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. As he looked at her, the disgust in his eyes was undisguised. He dared to clamor for a meeting with their prince with just this amount of courage
It's utterly ridiculous.
But he had no time to argue with her. He looked up and down at Cheng Ru'er, as if trying to figure out where she would hide the so-called imperial decree.
His last gaze fixed on her sleeve, and then he slowly extended his hand, saying in a measured tone, "Miss Cheng, since this imperial decree is about the war, then Miss Cheng, please don't delay. It's time to hand it over."
Cheng Ru'er shook her head, gritting her teeth and saying, "This imperial edict, I...I must personally deliver it to the King of Beijang."
"...."
Yunliu let out a cold laugh, "Is this person prepared to disregard all shame"
His undisguised sarcasm left Cheng Ru'er feeling a little embarrassed. She wanted to speak up and defend herself, but Yunliu didn't give her any chance at all.
"Our prince is busy with state affairs every day, how could he meet just anyone who wants to see him"
Yunliu finished speaking, and those gloomy eyes swept across the soldiers responsible for guarding the gate. His cold voice carried no warmth whatsoever, "What are you all waiting for Quickly get rid of these riff-raff!"
Yunliu is now their general, and more importantly, a trusted confidante of the King of Beijang. The King of Beijang once said in front of everyone that his words were the same as those of his close confidants.
Therefore, what Yunliu is saying at this moment also represents the Northern Border King to some extent.
They dared not disobey.
So, sensing that Yunliu was obviously angry, they hurriedly bowed and loudly replied, "Yes."
Yúnliù and Shíyī ignored Chéngruér's shouts and rode their horses back.
Ignoring how Cheng Ru'er shouted from behind, he didn't pay any attention.
And the guards around Cheng Ru'er looked at each other, their faces clearly showing some unwillingness. But this was the military camp after all, and they didn't dare to act rashly.
In the end, everyone reluctantly left with Cheng Ru'er.
……
And at this moment, Yunliu and Eleven, who were already near the stable, stopped in a secluded place. Their faces were very solemn.
Yunliu stroked the somewhat agitated war horse and then looked at Shiyi, "They're more skilled than we imagined. Especially the one who blocked my dagger, he wasn't from the Imperial Guard."
About this, Eleven nodded in agreement. He had seen the man make his move, and at that moment, just like his sixth brother, he instantly recognized the extraordinary skill of the man.
Their fighting style is not like that of the Imperial Guard, but rather more like that of martial artists from the Jianghu.
Thinking of this, Eleven's expression grew even gloomier. He furrowed his brows and said, "Maybe I should go take a look tonight Find out who these mysterious people really are."
"Don't be rash." Yunliu naturally disagreed with such behavior. He shook his head, "Since they dared to come, they must have made preparations. It's best not to startle the snake."
When it comes to this, Yunliu's face visibly darkened. "Right now, the most important thing is to keep everyone believing that the prince is still at the military camp. Today, Cheng Ru'er made a scene again, and the prince didn't show up. I fear those people behind the scenes are starting to suspect something, wondering if the prince isn't actually at the camp."robably lying in bed unable to get up right now. I didn't hold back when I fought him today, so he's having a rough time too."Mo Junyi was still very angry, "That thing dared to covet my Fifth Uncle's...