Feng Xuan's eyes were slightly constricted, and he looked at everything outside the window with an uncertain expression......

"Your Highness!" The adjutant shouted eagerly.

"It's coming!" Feng Xuan suddenly spoke.

"What?" The adjutant was stunned.

"Woohoo!"

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

"Give it to me!"

Suddenly, a commotion sounded from outside the carriage.

"Your Highness, that's ......" The adjutant general looked at the group of reinforcements that suddenly appeared with a confused expression.

"It's An Jiajun." Feng Xuan said.

"An Jiajun? Why is An Jiajun here? The adjutant general wondered.

Feng Xuan's thin lips pursed slightly, staring at the An Jiajun who was fighting outside the carriage with an unpredictable expression.

An Jiajun.

Zhenguo General's Mansion.

The King of Stability.

Ann night.

"Knock knock."

Feng Xuan and the deputy general were distracted, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the carriage they were in.

"Who?" The lieutenant stared at the carriage door in front of him with a wary expression.

It was Feng Xuan, his eyes looking at the car door were slightly dark, and after a moment's pause, Feng Xuan spoke.

"Open the door."

"Your Highness?" The deputy general looked at Feng Xuan in disbelief.

"Open." Feng Xuan looked at the deputy general and repeated again.

The lieutenant opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he opened the car door without saying a word.

As the carriage door opened, a fair-skinned and delicate beautiful little face rushed straight into the eyes of the deputy general and Feng Xuan.

"You are?" The adjutant general clenched the sword in his hand and looked at An Wan vigilantly.

"Liu Yi, don't be rude to King Anding!" Feng Xuan coldly scolded the adjutant general.

"King Stability?" The adjutant general was stunned for a moment, and looked at the beautiful King Anding and General Zhenguo in front of him in disbelief.

"His Royal Highness the Seventh has really good eyesight." An Evening praised.

"The King of Stability has won the prize." Feng Xuan said lightly. "Thank you King Anding and An Jiajun for saving each other."

"It's just that now Shengjing is in chaos, I don't know why King Anding is here?" Feng Xuan's dark eyes stared directly at An Wan and asked.

"The first emperor was ordered to be in danger, and this king just followed the will of the first emperor."

"Father?" Feng Xuan was stunned.

After a moment of stunnedness, Feng Xuan regained his calm expression.

"The first emperor has passed away, is there any evidence for King Anding to say this?" Feng Xuan looked at An Wan in front of him and asked.

"Nope." An night's answer is called a crisp and neat.

Feng Xuan: "......"

Adjutant General: "......"

"I said that I was ordered to be in danger, and when I was critically ill and dying, how could I have the strength to write an edict as evidence?" An evening asked rhetorically.

Feng Xuan: "......"

Adjutant General: "......" makes sense.

"If there is no oracle, then there is a token?" Feng Xuan asked.

After thinking for a few seconds, An Wan said, "...... Forgot. ”

Feng Xuan: "......"

Adjutant General: "......"

"Is that enough? How can a big old man talk so much nonsense. An Wan said impatiently.

"I am here to save you, not to arrest you, and I want some token for something."

"If you don't want to be saved by me, you can say it directly, my mother-in-law is annoyed." An night has no good airway.

Feng Xuan: "......"

Adjutant General: "......"

"Forget it, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you. You guys pack up and leave for Beijing right away. ”

After finishing speaking, An Wan went directly out of the carriage, grabbed the reins and pulled hard: "Drive!" ”

After the An Jiajun and the Huaibei Army joined forces, the gang of black-clothed people was quickly resolved.

The dead die, the fleeing flees, the wounded wounded......

An Wan drove the carriage and walked slowly towards Shengjing under the escort of the Huaibei Army and the An Jiajun.