Jian Yin's arrangement was also appropriate, and Wei Yan was relieved.

After a while, a little servant suddenly stepped forward and said, "My lord, my lord asks to see me." ”

Hearing the word adult, Wei Yan hesitated for a moment before reacting, the people in this mansion should not know the identity of Qi Zhaoji, and it is appropriate to call him an adult.

Qi Zhaojin has always been impatient to see these people, "Troublesome, I don't see." ”

When the little girl heard this, she said with a sad face, "But the master said that he was in a hurry......

Wei Yan couldn't help but wonder a little, yesterday's county order was very afraid of Qi Zhaoji, how could he take the initiative to come today?

Qi Zhaojin swept the little guy with cold eyes, and an invisible pressure pressed the little guy to lower his head, not daring to speak.

"Let's go." Qi Zhaojin grabbed Wei Yan's hand and pulled it back to the room directly, and Wei Yan pursed her lips when she saw that the little guy wanted to speak and stopped, but she also followed back.

As soon as the door was closed, Wei Yan looked at the location of the door and said, "Your Highness really doesn't want to go out to have a look?" ”

Qi Zhaojin snorted coldly, "Do you want to go to see that county order?" ”

This tone was a little strange, Wei Yan looked at Qi Zhao and said, "It's not." "Actually, she thinks that this could be because there is news from above, and she deliberately let the county order come to test it?

"When does Your Highness plan to go to Southern Xinjiang?" Wei Yan's words changed.

Qi Zhaoji's eyes suddenly sank, and his voice became hoarse, "You want to go to southern Xinjiang alone?" ”

As soon as Wei Yan heard this tone, she knew that Qi Zhaojin was angry, from her point of view, Qi Zhaojin was still a talent, and Yushu was in the wind, even if he was ill for a long time, he was still personable.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is now relegated to southern Xinjiang...... Thinking about it like this, Wei Yan couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

"How can it be?" Wei Yan arrived at Qi Zhaoji's approach, "Is it a foregone conclusion to go to Southern Xinjiang now?" ”

Qi Zhaojing's face was irritated, and he didn't mean to answer, but it was clear that he was acquiescing.

Wei Yan said, "Since we are going, then we should be ready to talk about it, and take a look at ......."

"Your Highness, Wechen asks to see you." Suddenly, the voice of the prefectural order came.

Qi Zhaojin turned around and sat down on the Eight Immortal Chair on the side, and when Wei Yan thought she would refuse the county order, Qi Zhaojin suddenly said, "Come in." ”

The county commander pushed open the door and walked in, and when he came to Qi Zhaoji's side, he saluted, "Weichen see His Highness." ”

Qi Zhaojin raised his hand, "Say." ”

The county commander didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a little cold sweat on his forehead, but in front of Qi Zhaoji, he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it, but said, "Your Highness, the holy decree has been issued, let the minister be tomorrow at the latest...... Tomorrow ......" At this point, the county magistrate glanced at Qi Zhaojin with some fear.

Qi Zhaojin raised his eyes, his eyes were gloomy, "Tomorrow?" ”

The voice was gloomy and made the county order take a step back.