Nian stood where he was, took out the letter again, and suddenly took out a box of matches that could not have appeared in this era, "clicked" it, lit the match, and burned the letter paper.

But she didn't know that there was Yan Bei squatting behind her.

At this moment, Yan Bei was taking out the intelligent Polaroid that he didn't remember from which plane, and recorded all the scenes in front of him with a "click".

This Polaroid is only the size of a palm, less than a centimeter thick, in addition to automatically printing photos, it can also turn on the detective mode, as long as there is enough energy, it can turn on the stealth device, hovering in the air to automatically take the photos that the owner needs.

Very good little thing, Yan Bei took out the two photos spit out of its body with satisfaction, and after putting them away, he took out the thumb-sized remote control and turned on the detective mode.

While gently touching the Polaroid in his palm, which had turned on the detective mode and turned into a translucent state, he gently whispered:

"Ade, you're a full-fledged Polaroid now, you have to learn to take pictures yourself, you know?"

“......”

What answered Yan Bei was the cold wind on the grassland.

The temperature difference between day and night on the grassland is particularly large, and now that the sun is gradually setting in the west, the outdoor temperature has plummeted, Nian gently rubbed his arms, looked up at the vast prairie, smiled lightly, and turned back to the camp.

When I walked up the hill, my footsteps suddenly stopped, and my head was slightly sideways.

She seems to have heard some strange noise?

Looking up overhead, the sky was dark, and the sunset filled the entire sky, reflecting the earth orange-red.

It seemed that the wind was so strong that she was hallucinating.

Shaking his head, Nian didn't pay attention to the doubts just now, and calmly crossed the guards and returned to the camp from the new.

Yan Bei squatted in the grass and watched her go away until she was nowhere to be seen, and then dared to breathe a sigh of relief for Xiao De, who had almost exposed her whereabouts.

Standing up from the grass, Yan Bei did not rush back to the camp, but followed in the direction that the man had just left.

That person walked extremely fast, but Yan Bei's speed was not slow, although he had to control the overflow of his strength, but the strength of a person like Yan Bei was already far more powerful than ordinary people, even if she didn't use a little spell, just with her physical strength, that man's speed was not a third of her.

The man didn't leave for long, and soon Yan Bei found him in the direction he left.

There were very few guards here, but they were all guards from the Mongolian side, and all the tents of the Mongol princes and nobles were stationed here, and there were very few people in the camp, and everyone gathered in the big council tent in front of them.

From time to time, the noise came from the big tent, in stark contrast to the desertion here.

Yan Bei quietly followed the man to a gold-domed tent, watched him get in, and hurriedly used the remote control to take a picture of the big tent that was working at height, planning to wait for someone to verify whose tent it was.

Because his body and aura had been hidden, no one had discovered the existence of Yan Bei, a big living person, from beginning to end.

It was not early, and because of the sensation caused by his departure, Yan Bei temporarily parked the small one on the willow tree next to the golden-domed tent and left the area of the Mongolian tent.

Before approaching the council's tent, he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, hid in the grass by the lake and removed the breathing charm, pinched a weed, and walked out of it with a calm attitude of a tourist.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out, a stream of wine poured into his nose, Yan Bei raised his eyes and looked, he didn't even see the face of the person who came, only to see a vermilion figure running past him, and then supporting the dead wood beside her, "Wow" vomited.

A guard chased after him, as if he didn't expect Yan Bei to be here, and he paused for two seconds before he bowed his hand: "See Concubine De Niangniang!" ”

“...... What's the situation? Yan Bei asked, turning his head to look behind him, only to feel that the bent back was extremely familiar, "This is ...... Zhen'er? ”

Zhu Hong's figure froze, but she couldn't control her physiological reaction, "Wow! He answered Yan Bei's doubts with a vomiting voice.

"Niangniang, the fourth master drank too much." The guard weakly explained.

Yan Bei bowed his head and was so calm: "Well, I can see it." ”

replied, and at the same time couldn't help but imagine if he hadn't left the grass hiding behind the dead trees so quickly, then ......

His gaze swept over the piece of vomit under the dead wood, and Yan Bei's expression was a little indescribable.

"Give me water." Although the scene in front of him was a bit of an obstacle, Yan Bei still stretched out his hand to the guard.

The guard hurriedly removed the water bladder from his waist and handed it to her.

"You rinse your mouth first to get rid of the taste." Yan Bei handed the twisted water bladder to the vermilion figure in front of him, and at the same time took out a square scarf that had not had time to be embroidered with characters, and waited for the person in front of him to rinse his mouth and go to the ground.

The water bladder was returned to the guard, and Yan Bei reached out to help him, but no one subconsciously threw it away.

Of course, it didn't work out.

"Let's go, let's go sit over there for a while." The iron pincer-like hand grasped his strong arm, dragged the reluctant man to the clean lake like a little chicken, held him down, stretched out his hand and pointed at him, and warned:

"Aixinjue Luo Yinzhen, I advise you to be obedient!"

Looking at the pair of dark and dark eyes like a wolf in front of him, Yin Zhen just wanted to lift his buttocks, and sat down silently, put his hands on his knees, and put his head on them to relieve the dizziness.

Knowing that he was not feeling well now, Yan Bei didn't say anything to him, just took out the Linglu jade bottle, poured out half a drop of Linglu and put it on his fingertips, and pressed it both sides of his temples and rubbed it slowly.

The cool aura instantly surrounded Yinzhen who was in dizziness, and the smell of wine in the air suddenly dissipated, and the tip of his nose smelled good.

Soon, Yinzhen felt that his groggy head was much more comfortable.

But the two hands on his head hadn't been removed yet, and he was a little embarrassed to look up, but just said in a buzzing voice: "Thank you, Mother De." ”

"You're welcome." Yan Bei continued to rub it, sighed distressedly, and said in a low voice: "You are also not a small one, you can be a grandfather in a few years, how can you not count the amount of alcohol you drink?"

"If you can't drink so much, don't drink it, you are the Prince Yong of the Qing Dynasty, except for your emperor Ama and the crown prince, if you don't want to drink, who can force you to do it?"

Force?

Isn't it just forced!

The princes of Mongolia don't know what kind of wind they are smoking today, and they insist on fighting with the princes, this kind of thing does not mean that he can not do it if he is unwilling.

There are also many political factors implied in this, what can a woman know about Mother De.

secretly complained in his heart that his biological mother didn't understand anything, but she also received her love today, so Yinzhen replied very respectfully on her face: "Erchen knows." ”

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