"This strong man, please stay, our prince is invited." A man who looked like a guard stopped Zisu, who was about to leave.

How can people not bow their heads under the low eaves, although they don't want to kneel, but a prince who calls herself a common man, she really can't refuse.

"Lord Wang, someone brought it!" The chief guard stood on the side of the carriage and said respectfully.

"Xiao Zisu, a grass man, has seen the prince, the prince is polite!"

Zisu did not bow down, but bowed to the hands of a Jianghu person, and didn't care whether the people in the carriage could see it or not, and put down his hand without shouting, without any idea of dignity and humility, as if the person in the car was not the favorite son of the current emperor.

"Bold, dare not kneel when you see the prince!" A guard on the side, who had been stabbed in the face and was still bleeding, shouted.

"What are you shouting, I'm not deaf!" Zisu also picked his ears exaggeratedly, "Anyway, I helped you just now, is that how you treat your life-saving benefactor?" ”

"How dare you be so rude." As he spoke, he drew his knife and was about to make a move to Chong Zisu.

"Wait!" A mellow and languid voice came from inside the car, and the little guard who was about to draw his sword immediately fell to one knee.

"The subordinates are reckless, please forgive the prince!"

"Your surname is Xiao." King Zhao in the carriage lifted the curtain and "rolled" out of the carriage.

Zisu then understood why the frame was so wide, it turned out that this prince was not good at walking, he was in a wheelchair, this person was really strange, in the carriage in a wheelchair, Zisu was the first time to see it.

"The prince is deaf and clear-sighted, and he will never forget it!" Zisu almost said that you are not deaf.

"Funny, funny, haha, haha." King Zhao gently turned his wheelchair and moved closer to Zisu.

Only then did Zi Su raise his head, this King Zhao, wearing a purple crown on his head, wearing a dark purple four-clawed python robe, a jade belt around his waist, slender and powerful fingers, his whole face was covered by a silver mask, and only his graceful chin could be seen.

"The prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!" When he appeared, all the guards knelt on one knee, and only Zisu was standing on the ground.

"You say, you are the savior of this king, aren't you?" King Zhao's voice was deep and deep, like a thick black coffee grinded, mellow and sweet.

"Doesn't the prince think so?" Zisu habitually raised his eyebrows, but he thought that this King Zhao was very interesting.

"Very good, what do you want, this king can satisfy you!" King Zhao leaned comfortably in his wide wheelchair, and his tone did not change in the slightest.

"This grass man has to think about it, you are the favorite son of His Majesty the Emperor, if you save you, you will also be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold, right?" Zisu touched his chin and pretended to be pensive.

"Why does the prince think that your life is not worth a thousand taels of gold?" Zi Su looked at the good-looking phoenix eyes behind King Zhao's mask, with a hint of provocation.

"Naturally it's worth it, Lu Yao, take the golden ticket." With a wave of King Zhao's hand, the chief of the guard named Lu Yao immediately took out a stack of golden tickets from the backpack of his mount.

"Lord Wang!" The head of the guard, Lu Yao, offered it with both hands.

"Thank you, saving the prince is really a good thing, it's really cost-effective, next time there is such a good thing, remember to inform me in advance, thank you!" Zisu didn't look at it either, and put it in his arms.

"Definitely, definitely, we'll meet again, let's go." I saw that King Zhao didn't know what mechanism he pressed, and the wheelchair moved back quickly and hid in the carriage.