The sun is setting and the night is over.

A heavily armed army of iron hooves hurried from the east in a bright yellow sedan chair.

The man at the head had a tiger's back and a beard, and his sharp eyes revealed a terrifying murderous aura.

There were two elderly eunuchs on both sides of the soft sedan chair, who looked old, but they were surprised that they did not ride horses or sedan chairs, but just trotted along with the team.

"Father-in-law Liang, what's going on up front?"

Li Haochen closed his eyes and turned the jade wrench on the thumb of his right hand.

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, someone in front of me has fallen from the building, the city gate is blocked, and we can't go for the time being."

"Really?!"

The feeling of loss rippled slightly, and his closed eyes opened instantly, and he couldn't wait to see who was blocking the way.

The palms of his hands were slightly sweaty, and he rubbed back and forth nervously. I seem to be expecting something, but I don't seem to be expecting anything.

The corners of Liang's eyes were full of wrinkles, and he glanced at the prince with his cloudy eyes.

Li Haochen was immediately alert, frowned slightly, and his face became gloomy again.

Gonggong Qi on the right hurriedly relieved: "Your Highness, don't worry too much, General Pang will be able to handle this little matter soon, and he won't miss the time to leave the city." ”

Li Haochen raised the corners of his mouth and forced himself to squeeze out a smile.

At the same time, it must also be attached to the childish voice, "That's great, you can see the newly rehearsed dance of the singers of Daishan early." ”

Gonggong Qi looked at Li Haochen until he was sure that he was really stupid before he nodded with satisfaction.

The crown prince Li Haochen was born to Emperor Zhao and the Empress.

Originally sensitive, studious, and intelligent. At the age of five, he can memorize the four books and five classics, and at the age of six, he can recite poems and paint, and he can live as a little prodigy.

But unexpectedly, when he was seven or eight years old, he suddenly contracted a serious illness and couldn't afford to get sick.

At first, he couldn't speak, and then he couldn't read when he saw a book, and his intelligence stayed forever in early childhood.

No one could tell how a good prince suddenly became like this, everything seemed to be just a joke made by God.

With such an idiot son, Emperor Zhao was deeply ashamed. Twice tried to re-establish the crown prince without success, and in the end he could only be sent to Daishan, which was far away from the capital.

It's good whether it's dead or alive, anyway, I don't want to remember that I still have such a son.

Qi Xue'an didn't care about why this army was hurrying out of the city.

Falling from such a high tower, she wondered why she had come here.

"Anything dares to stop the city gates, come on! Throw me in the dead dog pile! ”

The roar of a tiger and leopard sounded again. Pang Xiao rode majestically on the high horse, staring at Qi Xue'an fiercely at a downward angle.

Everyone else was shocked and didn't dare to gasp for air.

Only Qi Xue'an was alone, not afraid at all.

What? Throw into a pile of dead dogs?

The corner of Qi Xue'an's mouth twitched slightly, she heard it right?

Are you sure you can afford to mess with Aunt Ben?

Tomb robbers have not only trained themselves since childhood, but more deadly, they know better than anyone how to cleanly erase a living person from the world!

Okay, if you have the ability, let's compare and compare.

I won't let this go today, and no one will want to cross over me unless I die!