The little boy didn't have the slightest fear on his face, but asked in a simple and easy-to-understand Daliang dialect, "Who ordered you to bring us here?" Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The soldier took a step back, and An Ning held the dagger straight at him, his eyes like snow.

He spat on the ground, "." Looking at the soldiers around him, he shouted, "Kill them." Some of the other soldiers had excited expressions on their faces, while others hesitated: "We just said that we would leave them here and wait until they freeze to death." If you kill it, the third prince will know about it......"

They were the guests of the Third Prince.

The leader of Beirong, who did it at first, suddenly patted him on the head: "Damn, if we don't do this well, we will all die when we go back, not to mention ......" Their voices gradually lowered, and Qingyan couldn't hear clearly.

Another Beirong soldier glanced at Qingyan's slender white neck, his eyes showed greed, and he raised his chin: "That woman, can you let us play." ”

The leading soldier was stunned for a moment, looked back and forth, and saw that the soldiers all showed a look of approval, and laughed a few times: "Okay, okay, it's still early, let you play." ”

Several soldiers couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward one after another, they were going to die anyway, such a thin skin and tender meat girl Liang girl, it was better to play first and kill her.

An Ning didn't show a trace of fear, and ordered: "Keep a mouth." ”

Her voice was quickly blown away by the wind, and she didn't know who she was talking to. Everyone was stunned, and the dirty hand almost grabbed Qingyan's shoulder.

Suddenly, a cold sword pierced through the sky and the wind and snow, and fell fiercely, followed by arrows, shooting towards those Beirong soldiers.

The sound of breaking through the air whistled, the wind tightened, the snowflakes were messy for a few minutes, and bright red blood splattered on the snow, slowly spreading a large area of blood.

The soldier stepped back abruptly and drew his broadsword, "Someone! The curtain was closed again.

After a cup of tea, the noise outside gradually stopped, and Feng Scar pushed open the curtain, and the sword in his hand was still bleeding. Qiao Si led people from the wind and snow, and his voice trembled a little: "Your Highness, it's all settled, and there is only one left to live." ”

An Ning didn't get out of the car, but sat in the carriage and saw the corpses of Beirong soldiers lying on the ground, with a bloody wound on their necks, and they were killed with a knife. And the leader of the Beirong was covered in blood, his teeth were knocked out, and he knelt in front of the horse with hemp rope, his body was scarred, and his eyes glared at them fiercely: "Who are you?" ”

An Ning ignored him and said to Qiao Si: "You guys change into their armor and blend into the palace with me later." Her eyes fell on Fengji again: "Give you half an hour to find out whose order he is." ”

The wind and snow were getting heavier, and they had to rush to the banquet immediately, or they would miss the opportunity.

Everyone immediately began to change their clothes in an orderly manner, and Maple Marks picked up the Beirong leader with one hand and dragged him to the depths of the wind and snow, snaking blood all the way along the way.

Qiao Si was very careful, and led people to carefully search the clothes of those soldiers, and also found some palace tokens. They had already learned the Beirong language, their faces were painted black, and they had a large fake beard, and it was difficult to see the characteristics of the Daliang people.

An Ning put away the dagger and sat quietly for a while, and the maple mark returned, and the sword was stained with fresh blood, but the Beirong leader was gone.

"She said that she was ordered by Princess Yinyin's maidservant Azhu."

An Ning nodded, as if he had expected it: "Let's go, as soon as the wind and snow are blowing, these traces will be covered, no one will find out, and there is no need to bury them again." "Even during these months, no one will find these bodies. She asked Qiao Si instead, "Do you remember the direction?" ”

Qiao Si hurriedly nodded: "We are in the northern suburbs now, we have to hurry immediately." A little later, the mark he left behind would not be found.

The group did not hesitate any longer, and walked in the direction of the royal capital again.

In the carriage, Qingyan covered An Ning's hand, her hand was very cold, almost An Ning was warming her. An Ning shook her hand: "What's wrong?" ”

Qingyan held An Ning's hand and said worriedly: "Your Highness, no matter what happens at the banquet, it will be difficult for us to escape from such a big wind and snow. ”

An Ning frowned, King Beirong rarely showed up, and it was almost difficult to approach. This is the closest opportunity for them to get to the king of Beirong, and according to Yang Zheming and the golden finch's plan, they will never let go of such a good opportunity.

They already have the soldiers and horses of the third prince, the fourth prince and General Abu in their hands, and they will definitely plot to kill the king of Beijung.

But if Yang Zheming does anything at the banquet, it will definitely cause a riot.

Once the riot breaks out, they will all fall into a very dangerous situation - if they want to escape from the royal capital, there is a vast snow everywhere, and they can't find a direction at all, even if they have a direction, they can't resist the invasion of the violent storm and snow, and they will freeze to death on the road, let alone cross the wasteland and return to Daliang.

However, the small basket is in her hands, how can the Golden Finch solve the Beirong generals who rioted because of the death of the king of Beirong, so as to control the power of Beirong?

This is what makes her puzzled, with a person like Yang Zheming, he would not be so reckless.

She sighed lowly: "We can only take one step, count it as one." ”

The carriage entered the royal capital, the weather was cold, and there were very few soldiers guarding the palace gate, Qiao Si showed the token, and the soldiers guarding the gate took a quick look and let them in. By the time they arrived at the main hall, the banquet was about to begin.

For the first time, An Ning saw the royal palace of Beirong, which was magnificent, all made of gold, with a huge square and torches burning along the way. On the square, there is a ten-zhang high golden wolf statue, lifelike, the shape of the wolf's head is exactly the same as the pattern tattooed on the body of the Beirong royal family.

The Beijung people worship the wolf, a cruel and mysterious animal.

She took Qingyan and Liu Niang to separate from Qiao Si and them, and acted separately, and a maidservant girl stepped forward, asked them to know that they were honored guests of the Third Prince's Mansion, and led them to the banquet.

Around the palace, there are more than a dozen iron cages, which contain lions, tigers, cheetahs, snakes and other fierce beasts, they open their bloody mouths from time to time and roar at the crowd, it is said that the king of Beirong likes to domesticate them himself and feed them with living people.

This is the deterrent way for the king of Beirong to show his power, primitive and brutal.

There are two braziers on both sides of the entrance of the main hall, and several cows are roasting, and the heat wave is blowing in the face, slowing down the cold around the body.

In the main hall, there are tables of big fish and meat, and a steady stream of fine wine, which can accommodate hundreds of people. Many people have not yet sat down, and the Beirong people have no rules, they all get together casually to eat, drink, talk and laugh, and no one notices their arrival.

Anning moved his hands and feet, and felt that the tense nerves were stretched out with the heat.

Beirong Imperial Court, she finally came in.