As soon as this sentence came out, the people who were isolated in the forbidden army guard circle and watched the excitement were stunned.

That's it?

Although the new tea of Thirteen Spices is very attractive, Shangguan Li, as the county lord, will naturally have a chance if he wants to drink it in the future.

But the emperor's reward is unique, just for this first time, it was used like this?

In the crowd, probably only Shangguan Bu, who was watching from afar, knew the inside story.

He frowned, and wanted to say that before that, someone would come to hold an umbrella for Shangguan Li first! Seeing her holding flowers and kneeling in the rain, Shangguan Bu really didn't feel good in his heart.

"Brother Shangguan."

Liu Ye beside him was also full of worry.

"How can the county lord be drenched like this, I'll ...... over"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Shangguan Bu shaking his head.

"Why......"

"Do you think these forbidden forces are just there to protect us?"

Shangguan Bu's voice was very small, but Liu Ye, who was close, still heard it. Only then did he take a closer look, and then he was surprised to find that anyone who tried to squeeze out was blocked by the forbidden army.

"W-why is that?"

Shangguan Bu sighed.

"Your Majesty is here, and it is impossible for the forbidden army to allow any possible turmoil or chaos to occur. And ......"

The emperor may wish that the third sister would dispel the idea of leaving the palace by herself.

Gao You's face showed embarrassment, but he still said.

"County lord, please wait first, the old slave will go and tell Your Majesty."

"I'm in trouble."

Shangguan Li was still half-kneeling, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Gonggong Gao leave.

She didn't believe that the emperor didn't hear the voice just now, it seemed that she wanted to delay time. Now she was more curious than angry.

What kind of plan can make the emperor not hesitate to lose face in front of so many dignitaries and dignitaries, and he is not willing to let her go out of the palace.

Even in fact, the emperor should not know what she knows, just to stifle a possibility, to do this.

What happened to Pear Island?

Outside the capital, the lower reaches of the Huaiyin River.

Even in heavy rain, it can't hide the red dust and powder. Most of the lanterns hanging in the streets were wet by the rain, and the rows of pavilions were filled with the laughter of the girls.

That's right, the lower reaches of the Huaiyin River is the famous ten-mile red dust soft place in the capital.

The green buildings and tiles of a street, the prosperous scene that can't be stopped by any bad weather, and the unambitious literati and scholars have given this street an elegant name: Xiao Fengyue.

The building was warm and quiet, but the roof was full of murderous atmosphere.

On one street, in every inch of darkness on the rooftop, there was a man wrapped in a pure black night suit, who was motionless, unaware of the wind and rain.

Suddenly, one of them moved.

He ran all the way from the pavilion at the end of the long street to the head, where there was only one person, quietly half-squatting, the corner of his dark black coat blown up by the wind, revealing the delicate flying fish dark lines underneath.

"My lord, the target hasn't moved for two hours."

The man called the adult furrowed his eyebrows, and he slowly stood up and lifted his hood back a little.

North Water.

He looked at a small wine house at the end of Xiao Fengyue, which sat under a hundred-year-old banyan tree, and beyond that was the Huaiyin River, where there was a drawbridge that had been lowered.

At the end is Pear Island.

But now Kitasui's attention was not on Pear Island, he looked at the only window of the tavern, where a man sat and was drinking himself.

The half mask on his face, as well as the incomparable temperament around him, revealed his identity - Xuanyuan Ye, the king of Zhenbei.

He had been drunk for two hours, had not moved from place to place, had not spoken to anyone, and seemed to be rushing to get drunk.

But after drinking for so long, judging by his steady movements, Beishui can confirm that he is not drunk.

"My lord, did you say that the king of Zhenbei was stimulated by something?"

"Being stimulated or not is not something we need to care about, keep an eye on him and then ...... when he wants to land on Pear Island"

He didn't say the rest of the words, but a silent killing intent poured out, making this already not very warm spring night even more cold.

The people on the shore of Banshan Lake did not expect that the emperor's seemingly extremely simple request to the county lord of Shaoyang would take an extraordinarily long time to think.

Wait until Scarlet Qing has built a relatively stable bridge with the help of the string left by Shangguan Li, and then ...... the waste on the opposite side Ah no, after the sons of the family brought over one by one, Shangguan Li was still kneeling in place.

The scarlet people are not forbidden troops, only the emperor is pressed on their heads, and no one else needs to be taken seriously. This is the first thing everyone who joins Crimson is taught.

Therefore, the sins suffered by those sons who were brought over were not ordinary.

One by one, they were almost carried under the squeaky nest as chickens, and in the eyes of the trembling little fat man, at least two of them had broken ribs.

The injury that I hadn't suffered after being trapped on the water for so long turned out to be at this time.

So when it was his turn, he shuddered so hard, and when he saw an unsmiling man approaching him, he would have wanted to step back if it weren't for the narrowness of the driftwood under his buttocks.

But the man looked him up and down, as if assessing his weight.

The little fat man felt that he had been insulted, but he didn't dare to say a word, so he could only laugh as gently and harmlessly as possible, hoping that this person would be merciful.

The man muttered.

"What's so special about this little fat man, he actually made Lord Qian open his mouth and treat him preferentially, hissing ......"

His eyes widened suddenly.

Could it be the legendary bastard?!

Of course, he only dared to think about this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

His voice was so small that the little fat man couldn't hear it. I saw that this person seemed to mutter, and then walked straight to him.

The little fat man's eyes were closed, and he was fully mentally prepared to deal with the pain of being picked up.

However, the imaginary pain did not hit, he felt his calf bend tightly, and then he was beaten and hugged horizontally!

The remaining boy, who was waiting to be rescued, looked at the little fat man's eyes and suddenly changed.

Huanxi: "......"

He might as well be taken back!

But his silent resistance was visibly ignored, and the man carried him to the other side with a very gentle movement, receiving a myriad of strange glances in the process.

Especially in contrast to the boy behind him who was carried on his shoulders and screamed directly from internal injuries, the little fat man rolled his eyes directly, and fainted again as if escaping reality.

"Huh?"

The person in his arms suddenly stopped moving, and the person holding him put him down gently, scratched his head, and asked Qian Du, whose face was a little gloomy.

"My lord, what's wrong with him?"