Zhongqi does not have four distinct seasons like the other four major countries, but is surrounded by spring, and even in the cold and biting winter, it is as warm as spring.

Walking out of the main hall, Yan Sui tilted his head slightly, feeling the soft sunlight shining on his face, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the deep meaning in his smile was unpredictable.

Soon, it will soon be possible to take revenge.

Queen Mother, wait for your sons, it won't be long before you can send them to see you.

"Lord Wang."

Hearing someone next to him calling herself, Yan Sui opened her eyes, her head was biased, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more intense, "Lord Wang, what are you doing?" This king never remembers to cross paths with you. ”

"Yes, yes, no, no, no......" Wang Kun nodded frequently at first, and then shook his head frantically as if he thought of something, he looked around and lowered his voice, "Although there is no now, it does not mean that there will be no in the future, usually the lower officials do not show it on their faces, but the lower officials' hearts have always been towards the prince." ”

"Heh......"

Yan Sui suddenly laughed, and he stared at Wang Kun meaningfully.

He was stared at, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and from time to time he looked up to squeeze out a smile from Fang Yansui, his face was full of embarrassment, and there was a faint fear in it.

"Lord Wang, you have to be careful when you speak, what does it mean to face the king, be careful that the wall has ears, and when the time comes, you will ......"

Yan Sui smiled lowly, but there was no smile in his eyes, and there was even a flash of killing intent, but in the end it was buried in the depths of his eyes, he stared at the other party's increasingly frightened expression, the smile became more and more intense, and he secretly made a movement to wipe his neck.

"Lord, lord...... Xiaguan, Xiaguan ......"

Wang Kun couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, he looked at Yan Sui in fear, his breathing was a little short, the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more dense, he swallowed his saliva, and a flattering smile just hung on the corner of his mouth......

"Lord Wang, this king is not a person with a broken mouth, of course he won't talk nonsense, but next time you have to be careful."

The words followed the other officials of the lower dynasty out of the palace.

Wang Kun watched Yan Sui's figure go farther and farther, exhaled in his heart, wiped a cold sweat, and spat disdainfully, "It's just that a wild species dares to be so arrogant." ”

"Phew, if it weren't for the situation in your favor, labor and management would take care of you and dream!"

After the words fell, he also looked around nervously, and after making sure that no one heard, he straightened his collar and walked down the steps casually.

"Brother Sui."

Outside the palace wall, Yan Sui was just about to get into the carriage, when he heard someone behind him calling him, he made a move, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was different from the previous smile, this time his eyebrows and eyes were full of joy, he turned around and stared at the woman who was talking like a torch, "Qianwei, why are you here?" ”

The woman is born with a good look, looking forward to brilliance, and sultry, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen, her skin is better than snow, she is extremely beautiful, and her complexion is beautiful, but at this moment she is frowning, and her eyes are full of sadness.

"Brother Sui, do you know how Brother Prince is now? I heard my father say that he was captured by South Vietnam, when will Zhongqi send troops to rescue him. ”

Yan Qianwei ran forward, her slender jade hand grabbed Yan Sui tightly, her eyes were worried, she bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes flashed with crystal, and she stared at him stubbornly, refusing to let go of a subtle expression.

Yan Sui's expression froze, his smile gradually disappeared, he pulled out his clothes with a cold face, and left a sentence, "He's not dead." ”

Then he turned around and got into the carriage, not looking at Yan Qianwei again.