After a while, the master and servant threw it down directly from the gate of the palace without any suspense.

Ziyue got up in pain, helped Yan Ying on the ground with red eyes and said, "Miss, you see that the rumors are true, we just stepped forward and knocked on the door, and before we could express our intentions, we threw people down the steps." ”

Yan Ying got up and patted the dust on her body and said: "It's understandable, after all, people are the cold kings of the red seedlings, and they have the capital to pretend to be X, so it's understandable to disdain us." ”

"We want to be braver and braver!" Yan Ying gritted her teeth and cheered herself up, and raised her eyes to look at the osmanthus branches exposed from the wall.

Ziyue looked at Yan Ying's line of sight, and there was a cat squatting gloomily on the wall, staring at them on the road with bad intentions.

"Miss, you don't want to climb the wall, do you? The courtyard wall of this Han Wang's Mansion is much higher than our Hou Mansion, and I heard that there are still masters inside. ”

"Miss, if you act recklessly, I'm afraid that we will be left with no bones."

Yan Ying ignored Ziyue's chatter, bent down and picked up a stone in her hand, and threw it straight to the wall, hitting the cat's head impartially.

The black cat grinned, screamed in pain, and ran away.

"Look, it's all things that bully the soft and fear the hard, if Miss Ben is going to wander the world and make the world her home, are you willing to follow Miss Ben?"

Yan Ying proudly patted the dust on her hands and said.

Ziyue looked at the high wall of the palace, and then looked at the young lady who talked a little more, the moonlight was like a sprinkle on Yan Ying's smooth face, which seemed to be a little more similar to her wife.

Ziyue nodded firmly and said, "Where the young lady goes, the slave will go." ”

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!!" Ziyue suddenly straightened her chest and tucked her abdomen, looking ready to go.

"Alright, you go knock on the door again."

Ziyue: "、、、 can I cry?" If not, Ziyue has nothing to say.

Although Ziyue had just given the doorman of the Han King's Mansion a stumbling stumble and couldn't walk, she still trembled and stepped on the stone steps to knock on the prince's door.

Like a prisoner who died generously.

"Remember to knock on the door, immediately flash to the side, be quick." Yan Ying reminded softly in the back.

Ziyue looked back at Yan Ying and smiled at Yan Ying with a look of death.

That smile is worse than crying.

Sure enough, the family who opened the door saw that it was these two people again, and without saying a word, he directly greeted the family in the back, seeing that Ziyue was about to be thrown out.

"I'm Miss Yan of the Ding'an Hou Mansion, my father and the God of War King Han are colleagues, if you move us again, I will dare to fall.

If I fall in front of the Han King's Mansion, even if my father is soft-spoken, he will not hesitate to hit a stone with an egg for the sake of his daughter. ”

Yan Ying said as she turned her head to Ziyue and said, "If I fall, you go back to the house and tell your father that their daughter who should have died at home died in front of the Han Wang's Mansion."

Yan Ying's words were full of threats, and she was gambling.

With her clothes, the other party must not believe her identity, but as long as this family is willing to hesitate and report it, she will have a chance.

Those who are stunned are afraid of the horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of dying. She's deadly, but she can be horizontal now.

Anyway, I can't get in today, and I won't see the sun tomorrow.

The man who opened the door looked Yan Ying up and down: her hair was yellow and muddy.

A coarse cloth dress, although it looks a little new, it obviously does not fit, like a sack loose and sloppy on the body.

Looking at the sallow face, as if he couldn't eat meat during the New Year's holidays, although the words he said were full of confidence.

But it can't hide her skinny and unsightly figure.

Can this be a young lady from the Ding'an Hou Mansion? Isn't it coming for the prince again?

Now his prince has fallen to this point? As long as it's a woman, do you dare to send it to the door so blatantly without dressing up in the middle of the night?

Could it be that the prince who has just returned from the battlefield is so hungry?

No wonder the prince of his own house would say that the black cat raised in the backyard has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes.

When the black cat was a kitten, he accidentally cut the kitchen knife.

Now the scar runs directly through most of the face from the corner of the eye, not to mention the hideous and terrible, it can't match the eyebrows, right?

But then he thought about it carefully, and it turned out to be a female cat, and it suddenly became clear.

After all, his prince has also reached the age of a weak crown, and even the mosquitoes around him are male, so he naturally indulges his mother.

Yan Ying straightened up and bluffed: "If I don't dress like this, it will be impossible for me to leave the Ding'an Hou Mansion."

Risking his life today, he really has important matters to discuss, and it is related to the safety of the Apocalypse Kingdom, and it must not be delayed. ”

Although Steward Wang didn't believe Yan Yingying's words very much, he still let Yan Ying's master and servant enter the door with the mentality of preferring to believe it or not.

Ziyue has long been scared, isn't her young lady really scared stupid?

The King of Han is ruthless and ruthless, if they are found to be deceiving, then ...... That.......

Once he broke through a large army of thousands of people by himself, didn't he rely on the ruthlessness of not wanting his life?

Ziyue looked at her young lady worriedly, maybe it would be more decent to die in the Hanwang Mansion than to die in a mass grave.

The prince, who was concentrating on reading, listened to the butler's report and coldly dropped the book in his hand.

The book was like an air bag, arcing in mid-air and falling directly to the ground.

King Han lightly tapped the table with his fingers with a gloomy face, and said with an evil face: "King Anhou? Can you use such a clumsy excuse? Throw it out."

When the housekeeper was just about to push out the door, the prince suddenly stopped the housekeeper again: "Such a bold and reckless person, this king might as well go and take a look if she is idle today, so that she can be convinced of her death."

I want to see how the water and soil of this capital can raise such fanatics? This king wants to make her regret it, and those long feet just walked to my Han Wangfu. ”

Nangong Han's murderous aura made the temperature in the room drop suddenly.

The housekeeper secretly reached out and touched the sweat on his forehead and thought: The prince is really getting more and more incomprehensible now.

Nangong Han, dressed in black, slowly appeared in front of Yan Ying's eyes from the end of the corridor.

Rao can be so dazzling in the dark night, this is what Yan Yingying wanted to blurt out when she saw King Han.

"I heard you have a tip? Or is it the court of the Apocalypse? ”

Nangong Han looked at the two people under the steps with disgust, and said that they couldn't be shabby anymore.

His voice was cold, and his condescending posture made Yan Ying have the illusion that kneeling down directly to admit her mistake and taking a quick lead was the best policy.

Yan Ying had to admit that leaving aside the content of the topic, this cold king was not only as bright as a star, but his voice was also low enough to hit the softest part of people's hearts.

"Can you have a glass of water first? Talking about anything else? Yan Ying actually woke up with a dry mouth.

It's not easy to hold on for so long.

If she can score herself, Yan Ying can shamelessly give herself a hundred points, and she is afraid that she will be too proud if she has any more points.

"Can't!" Someone bluntly refused.