"Wow, it's beautiful." Chen Junyue screamed unconsciously.

Her voice is still a little loud, but fortunately, in the eyes of everyone, there is only the existence of Princess Qingmeng in the dance at the moment, but no one notices that she is not appropriate. Chen Junyue also looked embarrassed in private, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he was also relieved.

Once this attention returned, she no longer looked at the dancing princess, but looked left and right for the figure of Los Angeles.

But L.A. is no longer here.

Let him be in charge of the security this time, Jing Qianyun also knew that it was really difficult for him, so he only asked him to leave after confirming that Qingmeng was safe on the altar. And because of that accident, there were a lot of guards on the altar that was originally not guarded by guards, so naturally there was no need to worry about it anymore.

And L.A., obviously, just left here.

Unlike Chen Junyan, who can't get out, as a general, he casually found a reason to leave here, but after going out, he found that he had nowhere to go.

The altar is not in the palace, but in a place far, far away from the palace, as far as Los Angeles, where he is a general, and he has hardly been here in the past sixteen years.

Los Angeles rode a horse, letting it carry itself forward, but his mind was empty, just like watching Qiandai lying there quietly and no longer waking up, just mechanically at the mercy of others.

He watched the crowd walk up and down in front of him, crying and screaming, but it was as if it had nothing to do with him, and he stood aside and watched them pull out the arrow from her chest and change into a clean dress for her, what was he thinking at that time?

I'm afraid I didn't think about anything.

He just stood there, unwilling to walk away.

The old ladies in the palace were screaming on the side, saying that he didn't understand the rules and wanted to drive him away. But he didn't understand why a group of irrelevant people wanted to let him go, to move his woman, to take his woman away from his eyes.

He refused to move, but the rules were the rules, and he could not be broken by the newly appointed general.

In the end, it was Jing Qianchen who saved him, and he was angry at those people who were full of benevolence and righteousness: "You people who know a fart, and you don't even know what Qiandai likes to eat, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here, you guys who should get out, it's you pretending guys." ”

That was the first time that Luo Cheng had heard Jing Qianchen scolding without scruples, and no one came to complain about him. But he couldn't hear anything anymore, just stubbornly stood there and refused to go away.

At that time, the palace was very sad.

Not only because of Qian Dai's death, but also because the government of the entire Great Dragon Kingdom was almost about to collapse at that time.

The emperor and queen both fell ill and couldn't deal with the government affairs, although Jing Qianyun was supported by her grief, but there was no choice but to put a cold arrow behind Jing Qianming. And the assassination of Princess Yiyou is also to find out the truth as soon as possible, although there are Qing officials in the Criminal Department who have already begun to investigate, but General Luo, who is helpless to assist them, has lost his soul, where can he find out the murderer.

There is internal strife here, and externally, there is a great enemy waiting to be invaded.

In the current state of the Dragon Kingdom, if he didn't know how to send a large army to attack, that emperor would either be stupid, or he would have wanted to merge into the Dragon Kingdom. But obviously, there is no such emperor, and even the small country with only a hundred thousand people has barely gathered an army of 50,000, and it seems that it also wants a piece of the pie.

Jing Qianyun was just wary of Jing Qianjing, they were all about to turn white, and letting him lead the troops to fight was simply a hell of wanting to kill the prince. But there are no excellent generals in the Dragon Kingdom, and the only one is demented and unable to move in the palace.

Jing Qianchen led the order at this time, but although he has the ability, but in the face of more than a dozen countries attacking at the same time, he can only have more than enough heart and not enough strength, not to mention that because of Qian Dai's relationship, his impetuous character is even more difficult to calm down, and he is losing and retreating for a while, and he doesn't know what to do.

No one dared to disturb Los Angeles, even if they knew that if he wasn't there, I was afraid that the Dragon Kingdom would really be captured.

L.A. is grateful to Wang, even now.

Because at that time, only Wang Zitian rushed forward, slapped him in the face, and shouted angrily: "You wake me up." ”

"It's the same for a hundred days and a hundred nights here, and Qian Dai is no longer there, and it's impossible for her to wake up. If you don't look for the culprit, what's the use of standing here, when that person looks at the corpse of Qiandai and laughs, you're just going to stand here and do nothing. ”

"Now that the army is about to invade the Dragon Kingdom, Qianchen is almost dead on the front line alone, even if I beg you to be okay, please don't let Qiandai lose her brother again, don't let you lose such a close friend again."

Rough as it is, there's no better way for L.A. to do it. Looking at the crying Princess Shen in front of him, Luo Cheng finally came to his senses and said, "Thank you, please, keep Qiandai and wait for me to come back." ”

After saying that, he returned to his mansion and prepared to put on his armor and go to battle.

Wang Zitian understood what he meant, this was to let him help, don't let Qiandai be buried so quickly, and wait for him to come back.

Before I knew it, the horses of Los Angeles had already carried Los Angeles back to Luofu by themselves.

After all, the old horse knows the way, and this horse has been following him for many years, and since Los Angeles is left to its own path, it will naturally follow the road it is most familiar with.

"General, General, why did you come back?" Luo Cheng's adjutant, Zhao Tianhui asked with some surprise.

Today's festival, although the civil and military officials and envoys from various countries have gone, but not everyone can stand there, such as the Turkic princess Yelu Yinye, that is a dangerous person who can't be put in even if he dies, so in this capital, people must also be left to guard.

Zhao Tianhui is such a chosen person.

However, at this time, except for something to do in the palace, there is no big problem in other places, Zhao Tianhui is in charge of the outer streets, so naturally there is nothing to do. Seeing that he had arrived in Luofu, he went in and drank a cup of tea.

But who would have expected that the general would come back so early, and he was bumping into himself being lazy, Zhao Tianhui was hesitant for a while, and he didn't dare to look at him.

Luo Cheng guessed what was going on when he saw him like this, but today he was really not in the mood to care about this subordinate who was usually quite well-behaved, and he didn't answer his words, so he stepped into the mansion.

"This, I, do I want to catch up and apologize to the general?" Zhao Tianhui stood at the door, stunned for a long time, not knowing what to do.

"Adjutant Zhao, let's hurry up, it's okay now, if you catch up, the old slave won't guarantee what the general will do to you." Steward Luo kindly reminded him.

Hearing this, if he didn't understand it anymore, it would be over, Zhao Tianhui hugged his fists slightly, and slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.