The next morning, the mist was hazy.

A team of people hurriedly walked out of the back door of the palace with several carts, and saw that the clothes were the royal guards of the Li Palace,

There were a few traces of blood on the section of the road that the cart was driving through, and it was not difficult to guess that there was a fight that night.

But it is clear that Li Huang is the winner.

Qingwan glanced coldly at the side door, and turned the glass yuan in his hand to hide.

With light feet and well-behaved movements, he is obviously a master of the Li Kingdom.

Sensing slightly, the aura of surveillance beside him dissipated, and there must have been a lot of losses in this dispute.

Without waiting for Qingjuan to think about the plan to leave the palace, Xu Bixian took the first step to send a voice and remind.

"City Lord, someone is coming."

Yan Jing was dressed in a silver dark pattern battle armor, with a red robe, and there was still a little blood stain on it.

"Sorry for the surprise, but I didn't expect you to wake up so early."

"I just killed a few rebellious rats, and I didn't have time to change them, please forgive me."

What he said was an apology, but in his tone was seven points of shock and three points of coercion.

"Without Emperor Li's instructions, we two foreigners naturally don't dare to act rashly."

Xu Bixian stood beside him, slightly sideways with the blade out.

"I'm here to ask the young city lord for a small favor."

"What's the matter?"

"I heard that Fengluo City is rich in gold and stone......" Before he could finish speaking, Lin Qingwan interrupted.

"You want the idea of hitting the goldstone mine?"

"Not bad." He generously admitted.

She instinctively felt angry in her chest, "Do you think that with the threat of my life alone, I will reveal the mine sites in the city?" ”。

"Of course it's not all, now this Wind Falling City has become the territory of my Li Kingdom."

"If you tell me where this mine is, I'll consider giving you jurisdiction over it."

On the one hand, there is the lifeblood gold and stone mine in the city, and on the other hand, there is the hope of returning to the country, and there are endless risks.

"How do you make sure you're talking?" She felt that the question was a bit silly.

"Believe it or not, you're not qualified to negotiate conditions." Yan Jing's cold eyes looked down at her, as if they were contemptuous and sympathetic.

Indeed, she is naturally not qualified to question her own inability at this time.

The red sun is rising, and the red color of the sky is red, blowing away the mist of dawn, and also blowing away a few traces of coldness.

Lin Qingwan stared at the scarlet tears in the corners of his eyes slightly, this sentence seemed to have been heard a long, long time ago, as if the soul of eternity had suddenly found the long-cherished wish of reincarnation.

She said this unconsciously,

"You, naturally, I don't believe it, but I have no choice.".

"Then I'll give you your consent, and I'll send someone to pick you up in half an hour and lead the way to Winfelltown."

As soon as he finished speaking, he did not wait patiently for her response, and immediately turned to leave.

The back shrank in front of him, and the quaint black jade of the waist accessory also broke into his eyes.

Kunlun jade

The coffin of the Mandate of Heaven is granted eternal reincarnation without destruction, and the spirit is created in the ghost world, which belongs to the ghost emperor.

There is such a description of this divine object in the Lingxu Sutra, which is characterized by dark and translucent black jade, with dark lines of the word 'Jing'.

Is there really such a coincidence?

Xu Bixian interrupted her train of thought, "City Lord, are we going to plan to find the Pingshu Pavilion this time?" ”

"This matter is indeed on the agenda, and later you will escape from the group and look for the traces of the Screen Pavilion."

"Also, bring Liyuan." Qingwan handed her the Liyuan in her hand.

"What about the city lord?"

"There are still some suspicious things here that need to be explored, and I can't get out of it, so I'll stay here for the time being, and I'll find an opportunity to meet you later."

"Yes."

Half an hour passed quickly, and a group of people and horses slowly drove in from the palace gate, Long Yuan was in front and accompanied by soldiers and horses, the number of people was not large, but it was obvious that they were all elite.

"Let's go up." Yan Jing had already taken off his battle robe at this time and changed into his usual black clothes.

"Where are you going?" Where is there a place for them to go?

He pointed straight at the dragon chariot, his eyes full of impatience.

"I don't think you'll follow me along the way, it's more convenient to ride with me."

Lin Qingwan and Xu Bixian got on the dragon chariot in the direction they pointed to, and the interior of the car was simply decorated, with only a table and a low stool.

However, the interior of the car is paved with the pattern of the moon god enshrined by the Li Kingdom as a tablecloth for the desk, and the utensils are also carved patterns, revealing the introverted and mysterious culture of the Li Kingdom.

"Let's go!"

Yan Jing sat down and gave an order to the coachman, and the team moved forward slowly, Xu is swaggering pattern on the dragon chariot, and the road out of the palace was exceptionally smooth.

Qingwan could only half-kneel in the car, quietly thinking about a strategy to send Bixian away from the team.

The air seemed to freeze, and the heat of the tea on the desk gradually diffused in the car.

Yan Jing closed his eyes and fell asleep, and his slender fingers tapped the desk from time to time.

Their hearts fluttered up and down with the sound.

Until Yan Jing broke the silence with his words.

"I don't need to say more about what the servant girl should do, right?"

He stared at Qingwan, as if to signal her to make some moves.

Qingwan's train of thought was suddenly interrupted, and he held the handle of the purple clay pot with a slight hesitation, but his hand was suddenly retracted.

The teapot was knocked over to the ground, and the tea was spread on Yan Jing's body.

He just looked at it lightly, took out a white brocade handkerchief from his hand and handed it to Qingwan.

Qingwan took it and saw that he was not angry and a little puzzled, and wiped the water stains on the desk after half a ring.

Yan Jing couldn't help but chuckle, half lazy and half joking, and pulled Qingwan into his arms.

"Presumably, the young city lord has never done the work of serving people, so let me, the new monarch, teach you well."

He clasped Qingwan's arm with his backhand, put the handkerchief on the desk back into her hand, and pressed it against his chest.

"There is a rule in my hometown that if you do something wrong, you must not only apologize, but also make serious compensation."

Yan Jing straightened up and hugged her in her arms effortlessly, and most of her skirt was wet.

The space, which was originally slightly crowded, seems to be a little empty at this time.

Xu Bixian looked at the scene in front of him and was angry, but he had to hold himself down, and then slowly lowered his head.

"Then what compensation does Emperor Li want?" Qingwan gritted her teeth word by word.

"You owe it first, and I will ask you for it when I think of it." He laughed unconsciously, his white teeth slightly exposed.

At this moment, he was like a child getting candy, and his overly pale skin was warmed by the sun.

Yan Jing felt that this woman was very interesting to tease at this moment.

When it is calm, it is like a python hunting in the dark, but when it is angry, it is like the orange cat that was raised at home, round and easy to pinch.

I just don't know if my life is hard or not.

"Okay, if you want me, I'll dare to give it, as long as I have it." Qingwan tried to break free of his hand, but was surprised to find that his grip was nowhere near as strong as his.

"Rather than wasting your efforts here, you should think carefully about where the goldstone mines in Windy City are."

"You're running out of time."

But in an instant, Yan Jing let go abruptly, letting her roll down beside her, her split wound leaving a bloody mark on the water stains on the ground.

Seeing this, Bixian hurriedly helped Qingwan up.

The half-scattered green silk of Qingwan looked even paler, and the wound that was only stained with blood was a little bloody.