It seems that General Zhao has been on guard for a long time and does not let his preferences be spread out.

"Hmm." Bai Weiying said lightly, and Zou Yu asked rhetorically, "What's the matter?" ”

Bai Weiying didn't want Zou Yu to get involved, she just said indifferently, "It's nothing." ”

How could Zou Yu not see what there was, but since Bai Weiying didn't want to say it, he naturally wouldn't be reluctant, but turned to the side, his eyes were empty, "When the training of this batch of recruits is completed, I will leave here." ”

Bai Weiying looked at Zou Yu, but he didn't think about it, his eyes were puzzled, "Where are you going?" ”

Zou Yu exhaled, obviously relieved, "Where are you going?" I don't know, but I only know one thing, I want to see the bigger world, learn more about humanities and culture, maybe when we meet again, I will already be a well-known master. ”

Hearing him say this, Bai Weiying couldn't help but bow his head and smile lightly, he could say this, obviously he already had a prototype of the future in his heart.

"Yes, future Master." Bai Weiying teased.

After Bai Weiying left the training ground, she was about to go back to the palace, but the words of the people around her really made Huimei unbearable, so Huimei couldn't help but move, and those people came forward to surround Bai Weiying and Huimei as if they had already been discussed.

Huimei protected Bai Weiying behind her, Bai Weiying frowned, these people were afraid that they would be instigated by the benefits given by the Jiang family, so they came to embarrass themselves.

Huimei was torn, her hair was messy, her makeup was embarrassed, and Bai Weiying's hands under her sleeves were tight, and she gradually wanted to touch her sleeve arrows.

At this moment, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and a man protected Bai Weiying and Huimei behind him, and his internal force bounced everyone away.

After these people were bounced away, their eyes widened, obviously unbelievable, Bai Weiying still had someone to help!

Seeing that this person was strong in martial arts, these people didn't dare to make a big deal out of it, so they had to leave here as if they were fleeing.

The man turned around, Bai Weiying looked at the person, and saw that his delicate and handsome face was only gentle and elegant.

"White Girl." He faded out.

Bai Weiying only felt a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"Thank you for your help." Bai Weiying only said lightly, and did not mention any of his names.

How could Bei Mohan not see that Bai Weiying had forgotten himself.

"White girl, I'm North Mohan, although we have only met once, but Mo Han has never forgotten the white girl." He bowed his head and was humble and courteous.

Huimei's eyes moved slightly.

Bei Mohan has a warm temperament, and just one glance can make people intoxicated.

Bai Weiying took a step back slightly, showing distancing.

"Little grandfather, I am Princess Jingping, although this princess is very grateful for your help, but after all, my identity is different." Bai Weiying explained straightforwardly.

But her voice was tactful, which weakened the sharpness of her words.

How could Bei Mohan not understand Weiying's thoughts.

She was trying to distance herself from herself.

Even so, he should also be more knowledgeable, he said with both hands, "It's a cross of the line." ”

He was dressed in white, beautiful and moving, and his face was gentle and elegant.

Bai Weiying turned around and was about to leave, when Bei Mohan's voice came, "Bai Girl's kindness, my Bei Mohan is really difficult to repay in this life." ”

After he finished saying this, Bai Weiying frowned slightly, kindness? Could it be that he already knew about the property under the name of the Dingbei Hou Mansion?

But he shouldn't know about it.

If he had known, the matter would have been more complicated.

After Bai Weiying returned to the palace, he happened to bump into Si Huazhen, his eyes were complicated and cold.

Bai Weiying was shocked, he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he was about to stagger, but he didn't think about it, but Si Huazhen stopped in front of Bai Weiying.

Bai Weiying raised her eyes slightly, her eyes were calm, and her voice was calm, "May I ask the prince, what is the matter?" ”

Si Huazhen's eyes tightened, "You help Beihou, it's for Bei Mohan, right?" ”

Bai Weiying frowned.

How could he think that?

"Nothing." Bai Weiying said lightly, and was about to leave again, when Si Huazhen's cold voice came, "No matter how deep your friendship was before, it should be broken off now." ”

Bai Weiying only felt a little funny.

Her kindness to him Si Huazhen has now become a helping lover.

She turned, her deep eyes calm.

"No matter how deep the friendship is, it can't be hidden in front of your prince, you can also go and check, my Bai Weiying has a clear conscience." After speaking, Bai Weiying turned around and said no more, and Huimei also lowered her head to follow.

Bai Weiying returned to the courtyard, and she couldn't get angry.

Thanks to his wisdom and insight on the battlefield, now, he can't see such a simple situation clearly.

It's a waste of fame.

After nightfall, Bei Mohan was dancing his sword in Houfu, and the sword was dancing fluently in his hand, making a whirring sound that cut through the air.

He was dressed in white and flew around, but he was not injured by the sword at all, and he was invisibly integrated with the sword and controlled it freely.

As the grandfather of the Dingbei Marquis Mansion, he is inconspicuous among the nobles in the capital. But only he knows that this is in Taoguang, the capital is full of turmoil, and if he can retreat, he is already a winner.

At this moment, a powerful internal force rushed towards him, his eyes widened, and he raised his sword to block it, but he still couldn't resist it, and retreated to the wall step by step.

He leaned his back against the wall, his face gloomy, resisting this formless and colorless internal force.

Suddenly, this power disappeared, Bei Mohan lost the strength to fight, he lowered his head and prepared to ease up, at this moment, a pair of white embroidered gold boots appeared in his sight, and he slowly looked at Si Huazhen wearing a brocade robe with a cold face.

His delicate countenance was even more cold in the moonlight.

"It turned out to be King Jingping, what advice do you have?" Beimo Han can stabilize his body.

"I can't talk about teaching, this king is just here to inform the little grandfather that the princess's status is noble, and it is not something that your little grandfather of Beimohan can think." Si Huazhen's cold voice was announcing his ownership.

Bei Mohan lowered his head and hooked his lips, unable to see his emotions.

"King Jingping! I'm afraid you have forgotten, the white girl will marry you at the beginning, but because the emperor gave the marriage, if there is no emperor, the white girl will not marry you, so you did not get the heart of the white girl. "Beimo Han has words.

Si Huazhen's eyes stared at Bei Mohan tightly.

"King Jingping, are you jealous because of the white girl?" Beimo asked with a cold smile.

"Yes. The princess of this king does not allow anyone to think about it! Even if your father is the king's man, the king will not show mercy. With that, he turned around and disappeared in a flash.

Beimo frowned, his father was actually the one who respected King Ping?

He strode to the study of the Marquis of Dingbei, and asked, "Are you the one who respects King Ping?" ”

When the Marquis of Dingbei heard this, he stepped forward and closed the door, so he spoke seriously and said, "My father has never told you because I don't want you to participate in the power struggle, but now, you already know, my father has to tell you." ”

Listening to Beihou's tone, it was really unexpected.