After much thought, I decided to take her back to the embassy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info such an important person, no matter what you think, Jin Yiwei can't know anything about her.

But why would those guys let such a descendant of the royal family run away to do such a tasteless job as assassinating the Soviet envoy? It's still such a cute and delicious girl, it's definitely a big waste! I cannot tolerate such sinful acts, no matter what their reasons may be!

Perhaps the Mughal police were so inefficient that until I drove to the door of the Ming embassy in Delhi, there was no martial law or search on the street.

If I were Abdul, I would have removed the police chief of Delhi from his post a long time ago...... No, he must be convicted of dereliction of duty and imprisoned for a few years - even if it is to bypass the court and force an order!

"Your Highness, please." I got out of the car first, then opened the door on Anastasia's side and bowed.

She glanced at me and nodded slightly, tidied up the old White Russian military uniform on her body, and stepped out of the car generously.

The guards at the embassy looked a little confused, but because I brought them, they didn't stop them.

I watched her footsteps all the time, and I breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of both of her feet crossing the dividing line between the embassy and the outside world.

Well, half of the plan has been completed, and now she has entered the territory of the Ming Dynasty - the embassy has extraterritoriality, which is equivalent to the territory of other countries, and it has not changed in this time and space. Perhaps it's the habits that the time-travelers bring with them, and in some ways, this plane is very similar to another.

I dragged Anastasia straight into Lu Zhengxiang's office - yes, yes, it was better to make the embassy staff think that I had summoned a prostitute from outside - there were quite a few Belarusian women in exile who were engaged in this profession.

I need to use this casual gesture to give people the impression that I support her and that she is intimate with me. Although theoretically speaking, as a civilian and temporary diplomat of the Ming Dynasty, it is not appropriate for me to get too close to someone with such a sensitive identity, but I am just willful! The icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow, how can you not sell her at this time. I think Anastasia should be able to understand that, too.

Lu Zhengxiang was leisurely drinking evening tea, waiting for the good news to come back.

Alas, the official university is good, I broke my leg outside and nibbled on dry bread, and you enjoyed it leisurely in this embassy.

But he would never have expected that I would bring back a beautiful Russian girl: "Lord Zhen, this is ......" His face was full of surprise. As if to show his indifference and composure, and to cover up his momentary gaffe, he then picked up the teacup and methodically poured tea into his mouth - although it seemed a little rude, but the White Russian ruins were broken, and no matter how beautiful they were, there was no need to take them seriously.

"Report to Minister Lu! This is Anastasia? Nikolaevna? Miss Romanova, granddaughter of Nicholas II. "I have a serious report," because he had killed the Soviet envoy in righteous indignation, so he had come to apply for political asylum. Look, do you want to inform the country? But now that everyone has already stepped into the embassy, I feel that it will be a bit of a loss of face for me to drive people out again......"

Rao is Lu Zhengxiang has been engaged in diplomatic work for many years, and he is extremely spicy, and after hearing my words, he was also surprised and directly squirted out the tea in his mouth. The mouth opened into an O-shape, and I couldn't close my mouth.

"I probably have something wrong with my ears. Lord Zhen, could you please repeat what you just said? Lu Zhengxiang wiped the side of his mouth casually with a handkerchief, and then asked seriously.

"Report to Lord Lu! This is the daughter of Grand Duchess Anastasia, the granddaughter of Nicholas II, and the first in line to the throne of the Russian Empire! She killed the Soviet envoy and wanted to come for political asylum! I said loudly.

At this moment, even the staff walking in the corridor outside could hear it -- I didn't close the door of Lu Zhengxiang's office at all -- and many of these embassy staff members were so bold that they all put down their work and crowded around the door to watch the excitement.

Lu Zhengxiang's forehead was bruised. But he still didn't lose his temper in front of the lady after all.

He changed his face with a pleasant face: "Your Royal Highness the Princess, please rest assured that no one can harm you here, in my Ming Embassy." However, I will need to discuss with Japan whether or not I should accept your request for refuge, and whether your identity is true or not, and if you don't mind, please take a break here. ”

Lu Zhengxiang was a Protestant - well, there were still some Christians along the Ming coast in this time and space, there were devout Christians like Xu Guangqi as early as the 17th century, Chongzhen was baptized, and Hongli also sent an envoy for help to the Holy See in another time and space - and as a diplomat, he was also extremely proficient in European languages such as French and German.

"Mr. Ambassador, I can understand your difficulties." Anastasia smiled, "I'll be here patiently." ”

A smile captivates the city, and then a smile captivates the country. The young embassy employees, after seeing this scene, invariably let out a sigh of admiration.

"Look at what! Get back to your work! Lu Zhengxiang slapped the table and shouted in Chinese, "Be careful that I deduct your year-end bonus!" ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like putting sarin gas, and the young employees were instantly scattered. Occasionally, a few reluctant ones turned back as they walked, and then hit the wall carelessly, causing their colleagues to laugh in unison.

"Zishu, you and I will come here, and I will discuss something with you." Lu Zhengxiang said with a gloomy face.

"Yes, Lord Lu!" I turned around and smiled at Anastasia, and then followed Lu Zhengxiang to the study next to the office.

"Sit, Zishu." Lu Zhengxiang casually pointed to the sofa, and then sat down behind the desk, "What the hell is going on, can you tell me about it?" ”

"Well, in fact, she is an employee of the Persian embassy sent by Jinyiwei to kill the Soviet envoy......" I sat down and told me the ins and outs of the matter. Of course, there are some fictional plots that highlight my iron-blooded bookishness.

"In person? You're really daring. After listening to me, Lu Zhengxiang shook his head with a wry smile.

"Lord Lu, don't forget, I am the one who killed me from the sea of corpses and blood on the battlefield." There is water in this, I admit it, but no one will expose it if it is properly bragged, "What I experienced today is just a small scene, and it is very easy to deal with this matter." I smiled with a smile.

Lu Zhengxiang nodded: "So, you think she is a strange thing, so you brought her back to the embassy?" ”