Talking about his grievances to the fullest, Ouyang Yin kept patting Nangong Ding's chest.

Judging from her expression's reaction, Nangong Ding concluded that Ouyang Yin would definitely not have a problem.

"Xiaoyin, don't be angry, when I find out the truth, I will give you justice."

Even coaxed and deceived, Nangong Ding carried her to the bed, and fought for three or four rounds before Ouyang Yin's anger was eliminated.

At the same time, the white-robed barracks.

Nangong Banmeng was extremely depressed because Li Feibai and Ouyang Yin were rescued.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, she sat on the wooden chair with her right hand on her cheek, and fell into deep thought.

The tide reversed again, catching her off guard.

In the big tent, Zhao Qiancheng, Xu Yuanzhong, and Ying Zhengqi are lined up.

"Tell me, will the female god-king destroy us with all her might?" Nangong Banmeng asked.

At this time, she felt that it was good to be able to protect herself, let alone get rid of Nangong Ding.

"County Lord, why don't we withdraw to the border?" It should be recommended in alignment.

Snorting coldly, Nangong Banmeng said, "Do you think that if we withdraw to the border, Nangong will definitely be able to let us go?" Now that the arrow is on the line, there is no way back."

"What the lord of the county said is very true." Xu Yuanzhong echoed: "The female king is ruthless, the county lord will not be able to really ascend to the throne for a long time, no matter where the county lord goes, Nangong will not let us go." On the contrary, it is safer to gather at the foot of the imperial city at this time, with the royal people watching."

Glancing at Zhao Qiancheng, who was speechless, Nangong Banmeng asked, "Qiancheng, what do you think?"

She seems to have gotten used to referring to Zhao Qiancheng's statement.

Every time there is a major event, Zhao Qiancheng is almost right, and invisibly, Nangong Banmeng gradually became dependent on him.

"County Lord, we don't have to withdraw our troops." Zhao Qiancheng replied confidently.

"Huh?" Seeing his appearance, he seemed to be confident, and Nangong Banmenghu asked.

"I'm going to give the county lord a big gift." Zhao Qiancheng smiled mysteriously.

"A great gift?"

Everyone in the tent looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

"Qiancheng, at this time, don't laugh."

Although he knew that Zhao Qiancheng was not a smiling person, Nangong Banmeng still spoke.

"County Lord, it's no joke here, I believe that this great gift is already on the way."

As he spoke, the barracks guarded the future.

"Lord Qiyu, there is a man who claims to be the Lord of the Zhao Pavilion, with a mother and son, waiting outside the barracks."

Everyone's eyes looked at Zhao Qiancheng together.

"County Lord, the great gift has arrived." Zhao Qiancheng nodded slightly.

Hearing this, Nangong Banmeng was full of doubts and waved his hand: "Please let them in."

"Yes!" The guards will go down.

Suddenly, Lin Tianchong took Nangong Society's mother and son into the tent.

"County Lord, it's us."

As soon as they met, Ji Wujin immediately spoke out with an excited and choked voice.

"Mother, Your Majesty!"

Nangong Banmeng immediately got up and came to the two of them.

She wiped her eyes, suspecting that she had misseen such that she had forgotten to salute at all.

"Is it really you?" Nangong cried with joy in a half-dream.

Not only because of rescuing the young emperor, maybe she has realized that Nangong Ding has lost the biggest weight against herself.

"It's us, thanks to this strong man who came to the rescue."

Ji Wujin pointed to Lin Tianchong beside him.

"What's going on?" Nangong Banmeng looked at Zhao Qiancheng with a huge surprise.

She didn't know Lin Tianchong.

However, Ying Zhengqi and Xu Yuanzhong recognized each other.

The two exclaimed in unison, "Lin Tianchong!"

"What, you're Lin Tianchong?" Nangong half-dreamed and exclaimed.

At the same time accompanied by a hostile gaze.

"County Lord, my real internal response in the palace is actually Lin Tianchong, not Ling Tian."

Zhao Qiancheng hurriedly explained.

"Then why did you say Ling Tian before?" Nangong Banmeng asked.

Pointing to the mother and son of Nangong Society, Zhao Qiancheng replied, "It is precisely because of this great gift that I want to give to the county lord today, so please forgive me for concealing the facts."

"Pavilion Master Zhao, what the hell is going on?" Ying Zhengqi also asked.

Before Nangong Banmeng asked Zhao Qiancheng to help save Wu Hongxian's family, Zhao Qiancheng lied that his inner should be Ling Tian and had been executed.

If you don't explain it clearly at this time, you will be suspected of shirking.

"Thanks to the trust of the county lord, I have been thinking about how to rescue the young emperor's mother and son to repay the kindness of the county lord. In the lower let Tianchong have been lurking in the palace, waiting for the opportunity to move, until today he found a great opportunity. I didn't dare to say whether this matter was successful or not, so I didn't confess it to the county lord, after all, it was a matter of success or failure of the plan and the safety of Tianchong, so I had to be cautious and ask the county lord for forgiveness."

briefly explained the reason, Zhao Qiancheng is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is reasonable.

Of course, he is not good at words, these are what Li Feibai taught him before leaving.

"So, robbing Bai Feili and Ouyang Yin in King Zhao's Mansion is also a favor from Lin Tianchong?" Nangong Banmeng asked.

"Exactly, Ling Tian is just a substitute for the dead ghost."

There was silence in the tent for a long time, and everyone was silent.

They were all silently digesting the facts that Zhao Qiancheng said.

And Ji Wujin has always held Nangong Society in his arms.

"Mother, I'm hungry."

Nangong Society's immature voice broke the silence.

Nangong Banmeng came back to his senses, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Your Majesty forgives your sins, the minister was so happy for a while that he forgot to take care of His Majesty."

It was past noon, and the three of them were running all the way, Nangong Society was twelve years old, and it was the time to grow the body, and hunger in the stomach was inevitable.

"Yuan Zhong, hurry up and take Your Majesty and Niangniang down to eat." Nangong Banmeng ordered.

"Yes, Lord Shire. Your Majesty, Mother, please come with me." Xu Yuanzhong took Nangong Society's mother and son down.

Subsequently, Nangong Banmeng immediately sent the elite of the army to protect the two of them.

"Qiancheng, your gift is not light!" Nangong Banmeng looked at Zhao Qiancheng gratefully.

"It's just a fluke, the county lord doesn't need to take it seriously." Zhao Qiancheng modestly returned the salute.

Ying Zhengqi seemed to grasp the irrationality of the matter, and arched his hand and said, "County Lord, there is something I don't understand."

"You say."

"Did Pavilion Master Zhao have long expected that what Xu Yuanzhong rescued would not be the real Wu Hongxian's family at all?"

Fang was overly excited, and Nangong Banmeng didn't realize this.

Now that Ying Zhengqi mentioned it, she also thought of the key.

So, she turned her head and looked at Zhao Qiancheng suspiciously.

Li Feibai had long expected that some flaws would be raised, so he had prepared a rhetoric in advance and taught it to Zhao Qiancheng.

Unhurried, Zhao Qiancheng replied, "Of course not, if I had known the intentions of the female godmaster, I would have told the county lord a long time ago, how could it be possible for them to save Bai Feili and Ouyang Yin. Rescuing the young emperor's mother and son was completely Tianchong's impromptu intention, he sensed the emptiness of the palace and took decisive action, that's all."

It's kind of self-justifying.

At this time, Nangong Banmeng was deeply immersed in great joy, and he would not be entangled in what Zhao Qiancheng said was true or false.