A few days later, on the outskirts of Pengcheng.

The envoy team was ready to go, the Holy Lord of the Cold Moon stood in the wind, but the thin eyebrows of the willow leaves were twisted into a 'Chuan' character.

The Holy Lord was displeased, because Fan Li was late.

The team of hundreds of envoys was ready to go, but Fan Li had not arrived for a long time.

"Could it be that Fan Li has seen through it, and I will wait for an opportunity to attack him?" The Cold Moon Holy Lord thought in his heart.

Hum!

Even if Fan Li excused himself and refused to send an envoy to the Han Dynasty, couldn't this holy lord raise his sword to kill Fan Mansion and directly take his head?

The Holy Lord of the Cold Moon was thinking about it, but he saw a team of about 3,000 people in the city, slowly walking towards the envoy team.

"Three thousand gold pills!?"

The Cold Moon Holy Lord looked surprised.

Upon closer inspection, she was more and more shocked!

It is really a cultivator of the Three Thousand Golden Pills, wearing the armor and weapons of the Great Chu system, and his military appearance is solemn and solemn!

What's the situation?

The state of Chu is going to war?

You must know that most of the ordinary soldiers of the Three Kingdoms are just cultivating in the Qi Refining Realm.

Unless there are a few elite troops, or low-level officers, there can be good players at the Zhuji and Jindan levels.

Soon, the Cold Moon Holy Lord had an answer.

Her face was gloomy, and she looked at the man who was guarded by the three thousand gold pills.

Fan Li!

This is not an army to go out, just to protect Fan Li!

"A little late, so the Holy Lord has been waiting for a long time." Fan Li said with a smile, but he refused to approach, only greeted him from afar.

"What do you mean by that?" The Cold Moon Holy Lord said coldly, "With such a huge guard, can Emperor Han allow you to enter?" ”

She knew in her heart that the three thousand gold pills were to defend herself!

If it was an ordinary Jindan cultivator, no matter how many of them were, it would be a rabble, and the Cold Moon Holy Lord would not take it to heart.

But looking at the situation in front of him, it is clear that it is an iron army of 3,000 who are good at military formations and are not afraid of death.

Once the battle starts, even the Cold Moon Holy Lord finds it tricky.

"With this palace here, even if there are three thousand more people, my father won't mind."

Fan Li didn't speak.

But he saw that in the chariot he was riding, the bead curtain was opened, and a beautiful woman in palace clothes got up.

"Princess Changle? It's you!? The Cold Moon Holy Lord's eyes turned cold.

The princess had practiced in the Sanskrit Pure Land, and of course Hanyue knew her.

"The Holy Lord is well."

Changle has a noble status, that is, the eldest princess of the Han Dynasty and the queen of Great Chu.

She was polite, but she didn't salute.

"This palace misses my father and wants to go back to my mother's house, according to folk sayings, this is called returning to the door?"

Princess Changle covered her mouth and chuckled, as if she was gossiping.

"In order to ensure the safety of the palace all the way, the Duke of Jin specially sent three thousand guards. If the father and emperor knew, he would only thank the Duke of Jin for his good intentions, where would he stop it? ”

The Cold Moon Holy Lord had a gloomy face.

There is a gold-lettered signboard of Princess Changle, and the three thousand guards are naturally unimpeded.

Along the way, it was even more inconvenient for her to make a move.

I'm afraid that I can only wait for the opportunity to do it after arriving in Chang'an?

"Three thousand guards, it is impossible to stick to him every day." The Cold Moon Holy Lord secretly said in his heart: "That's it, let Fan Li live a few more days." ”

But she was angry in her heart, and she was not polite in her mouth.

While despising Fan Li, he also sneered at him.

"A soldier is the most important weapon of the country."

"Three thousand Jindan soldiers, I think they are the elite of the elite of Great Chu."

"It's a pity, such elite soldiers can't guard the frontier and deter strong enemies, but only do some odd jobs as bodyguards?"

"Even this Holy Lord thinks that it is really overkill, and the pearl is secretly invested......"

The Cold Moon Holy Lord secretly made his voice sound throughout the army, ensuring that every soldier could hear it.

However, the restlessness she had expected did not materialize.

The three thousand golden pill soldiers stood still like clay sculptures, never looking at the Cold Moon Holy Lord, and even ignored her words.

What's going on?

Are they deaf?

The Cold Moon Holy Lord was puzzled in his heart, and he felt a little embarrassed about Niu playing the piano.

Fan Li smiled: "Holy Lord, you have misunderstood. ”

"Oh?" The Cold Moon Holy Lord glanced at Fan Li, waiting for him to explain.

"I have a great Chu military system, and there are border troops guarding the border and garrisons guarding Gyeonggi. In addition, there are 3,000 internal guards, who are responsible for the guards in the palace. ”

"Today, the queen mother travels with the mission, and this prince follows the Great Chu military system, of course, only the internal guards are mobilized."

After Fan Li finished speaking, he looked at the Cold Moon Holy Lord with a smile on his face, with an expression of 'you didn't expect it'.

"You!?"

Cold Moon really didn't expect it.

Ouchi guards?

No wonder everyone has a golden pill cultivation!

She remembered something again, and couldn't help asking, "The three thousand guards have all been transferred by you?" And what about the palace? Who will guarantee the safety of the emperor and the empress dowager? ”

After the Cold Moon Holy Lord asked, he saw Fan Li's expression sluggish.

It was a long time before he patted his head.

"Oops! My father neglected for a while and forgot His Majesty and the Queen Mother? What if an assassin breaks into the palace at this time? ”

The Cold Moon Holy Lord was so shocked when he heard this, he almost drew his sword on the spot!

Forgot?

Can this be forgotten?

Deliberately, right?

The emperor's righteous son that he just received, is he going to be assassinated by Fan Li?

The Holy Lord of the Cold Moon was thinking nonsense, but he heard Fan Li sneer: "Holy Lord rest assured, there is Gonggong Chen, the number one master in the Great Interior, to guarantee that His Majesty and the Queen Mother are safe and sound." ”

Actually, Fan Lizhen thought about assassinating the Queen Mother and Xiang Chong.

It's not too difficult, but it's very likely to anger the Sanskrit Pure Land.

At that time, Xiang Ning's life could not be saved, and even the entire Fan family would be wiped out.

Today's Fan Li is not ready to face the Sanskrit Pure Land.

"Humph!"

"You've arranged it so well, let's go!"

The Cold Moon Holy Lord was angry in his heart, but he had nowhere to vent. He only dropped a sentence coldly, and then turned around and boarded his chariot.

Fan Qian also pinched a handful of sweat, and he could feel the Holy Lord's killing intent towards him.

Fortunately, the arrangement is appropriate, and after all, the other party has no way to start.

"Congratulations, she shouldn't make a move on you before she arrives in Chang'an." Princess Changle's gentle and sweet voice floated like silk.

"Hmm." Fan Li nodded and entered the chariot with the princess.

The interior of the royal chariot is spacious and comfortable.

As for Fan Li and the princess, the three thousand guards are all diehard loyalists of the Fan family, and there is no need to avoid suspicion.

"I'm in trouble for you." Fan Li said sincerely.

Princess Changle went into retreat to comprehend the "Notes of the First Emperor", but was brought out by herself.

"Hehehe, let's be so polite?"

The princess chuckled, sweet but charming.

"Why don't you let Bengu conceive your child earlier, and then you can repay Bengong, how about it?"

Is this still on her mind?

Fan Li looked at the graceful princess in front of him, and then looked at the bright sun outside the car window, and the three thousand guards were deaf and bright.

He swallowed: "It's not appropriate today, let's change another day?" ”

"Oh?" Princess Changle chased and beat fiercely. "What day is it changing?"

!

Fan Li completely lost his temper.

The Chu State was civil and military, and even the emperor was at his disposal.

Only this woman, from the first time they met, seemed to eat him!

"Don't you want the Son of Heaven?" Fan Li was speechless and said, "Why are you in a hurry to have a child?" ”

Fan Li didn't expect to get an answer to this question, but Princess Changle answered it very honestly.

"Once I give birth to the prince, I will make him the emperor of Chu. I listened to the government for a few years, and then abolished him and set up the empress on my own......"

Fan Li was dumbfounded.

He looked down at the "Notes of the First Emperor" in Princess Changle's hand, and was sure that this was not "The Notes of Wu Cao"?