The two didn't expect Yuan Bao'er to start a rush so carelessly, and the wine and dishes splashed, including many stews that had just been served.

The pot is steaming, and if it really falls on your body, it will definitely burn.

The two subconsciously dodged to the side, and Yuan Bao'er took advantage of this gap and rushed out with the right king.

The two hurriedly chased after them, but after all, they were half a step behind and failed to stop Yuan Bao'er before he rushed into the courtyard.

Standing outside the courtyard, the two hesitated.

Even if this is the territory of the Right King, although it looks calm here, the Right King himself has guards, and these guards are only subordinate to the Right King himself.

They had absolute right to defend themselves, which was common in Turkman.

If two people enter, they can be designated as assassins and killed on the spot.

In addition to scolding the waste and stupid people twice, King Zuo will never avenge them.

"Withdraw," the two men thought in unison.

Since it is a meaningless death, it is better to go back, in case the master is in a good mood, it is good to leave them alive.

Yuan Bao'er ran all the way back to the inner room, stuffed the person between the corner of the bed and the wall, and carried a stool in front of him.

The right king raised his head in a daze, only vaguely saw her back, and fainted again.

Yuan Bao'er has been squatting there, just waiting for the two of them to come over so that they can sneak attack.

However, after waiting for almost half a moment, I didn't wait for the two of them to come over, but the maid in the backyard came.

"Why are you here?"

Yuan Baoer was surprised.

The maids gathered around and flocked to help the right king.

Soon, Yuan Baoer was left behind by the maids.

She shrugged her shoulders and stood beside her with interest, watching the maids holding pots and twisting handkerchiefs, serving attentively.

The right king quickly woke up, looked at the shaking head around him, and frowned impatiently, "Get out of here." ”

He didn't speak well, and the maids scattered in all directions.

The right king's head hurt, and he didn't want to move at all, so he just turned his eyes to look around, and finally found someone in the corner.

"Come here," he said in a low voice.

Yuan Bao'er moved over and looked at him pinching his brows, "Are you okay?" ”

The right king closed his eyes and asked her, "How did I come back?" ”

"I'll carry it back," Yuan Bao'er raised her eyebrows and looked proud: "It's a shame that I reacted quickly, otherwise you would have confessed." ”

The right king closed his eyes, he was already very new at the table, but he didn't expect to be hit.

"Did you make too much noise?"

Yuan Bao'er pouted, "I lifted the table, is it big?" ”

"Hurting?"

Yuan Baoer shook her head.

"Then it's okay," the right king propped himself up and looked at the sky, "It's not too early, you rest early, these things will be talked about tomorrow." ”

Yuan Bao'er moved, "I made trouble with King Zuo's wedding banquet, won't I lose my head?" ”

The right king smiled, "You're worried about it now?" ”

Yuan Bao'er pouted, "If you hadn't fainted, I wouldn't have made trouble." It's all your fault. ”

The right king smiled: "Blame me, the left king is coming, I'll take it, okay?" ”

Yuan Bao'er ran back to her cubicle, dragged the quilt, and fell to sleep.

As soon as it was dawn, when it was still foggy, Zama slipped quietly.

The right king opened his eyes vigilantly, and saw that it was him who relaxed.

"Why are you here?"

"Can I not come?"

Zama looked him down, "Are you alright?" ”

The Right King shook his head and swallowed slowly.

"Don't say it, no wonder you won't change that little girl, just like her, give me ten, and I won't change it," Zama said with a grin.

"She made a big fuss yesterday?"

The right king asked in a low voice.

Zama gloated: "I lifted the banquet and almost didn't burn the two newcomers, is this a big deal?" "Free Chinese

The right king pressed his forehead with a headache, "Is it serious?" ”

Zama shook his head, "Mulan is injured, your brother is fine." ”

"But I drugged you, everyone knows about it, but in the end, it's a good thing for others, and if you really want to hit Wangcheng, you won't take care of it."

The right king pulled up his hair disapprovingly and cleaned himself up in the mirror.

Zama tilted his head to look at him, "What are your plans?" ”

There was a knock at the door, and the maid stepped in, "Master, a letter from Wang Cheng." ”

The right king took it over, and after looking at it, he put it on the table, smoothed out the placket of his clothes, and said lightly: "I'll go back to the royal city tomorrow." ”

Zama's eyes lit up, "I." ”

"You stay here and follow him."

Zama wilted.

The Right King handed the letter to Zama.

After reading it, Zama said in a low voice: "This trace is not Kuha's, it should be written by the princess." ”

"She told you to go back, she must not have a good heart, she must have wanted to get rid of you."

The right king pursed his lips, glanced in the direction of the compartment, and motioned for him to keep his voice down.

"You can't go back," Zama whispered.

"Not going back? Then she will correct me for the crime of disobedience, and I may not even have a chance to appeal. ”

"Do you think you have it when you go back?"

Zama growled.

The Right King smiled, "Why do you think she wants me to go back?" ”

Zama glared at him, such an obvious question, why should he ask again and again.

"Because in the hearts of the ministers, I am the chief."

"Therefore, if the princess wants her son to succeed to the throne, she must find a way to get rid of me."

Zama froze, "You know that you dare to go back?" ”

From here to the royal city, it will take at least ten days.

It's still a quick ride.

If you're unlucky and your road is blocked by strong winds or sand fog, it's just a matter of luck.

In such a situation, he knew that the princess would not let him go, but he still wanted to go back.

Isn't it fast enough to die?

"If I don't go back, won't I die?"

The right king was very calm, "She wants my life wholeheartedly, rather than being killed by her quietly outside, it is better to go back to the royal city and fight." ”

"At least there are courtiers who regard me as their first heir."

Zama was silent for a moment, "I'll escort you back." ”

"No, you stay," the Right King was adamant about this.

"As soon as I go, he will definitely go, I need you as my eyes."

"But if something happens to you, what's the use of my eyes?"

Zama growled.

The right king smiled, "Don't worry, I will definitely go back." ”

"What's your plan?"

Zama Road.

The Right King shook his head, "You just have to believe me." ”

Zama pouted, he thought, but it's a pity that the soldiers are strong and strong, and there are countless hidden arrows waiting, which makes him feel at ease.

Yuan Bao'er didn't wake up the two of them talking.

Zama immediately shut up, exchanged a look with the right king, and quietly disappeared.

Yuan Bao'er pulled the quilt with difficulty for a while before sitting up.

After a moment's pause, she packed up and came out.

"Master, are you up?"

She hurried to fetch water.

The right king came over, cooperated with the washing, and instructed her, "Clean up your things." ”|