"What's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"
Seemingly seeing something wrong with Ke Qiao's face, a Jinyi guard in front of him stopped, turned around, and looked at him with a half-smile.
"I was born in a remote countryside, and I have never seen such a magnificent palace. I lost my temper for a while, please forgive me, my lord!"
Ke Qiao wiped off the sweat that oozed from his forehead.
He bowed his head respectfully.
That Jin Yiwei didn't suspect anything.
Lightly said:
"Go to see the Holy Majesty in the early morning tomorrow morning. Before that, you lived in Nanguo Mansion!"
"yes!"
Ke Qiao nodded slowly, and at the same time shifted his gaze to the corner just now without any trace.
Wearing white clothes and holding an oil-paper umbrella, the beautiful and outrageous girl disappeared.
"A hallucination..."
Ke Qiao was puzzled, and followed the two Jinyi guards to the Nanguo Mansion to make some preparations.
…
"Crunch!"
Push open the door.
Go back to the room.
Su Li was lazily lying on the bed, wearing only a thin little coat, revealing her entire smooth back, and two thumb-sized dimples on her tightly held waist.
She is petite, but also very charming.
Hearing movement from outside the door.
Su Li rubbed his eyes, woke up from the half-dream and half-awake state, stretched his waist, got up and saw Jiang Zirou, he opened his arms and pursed his rosy lips.
"hug… "
"don't want!"
Jiang Zirou walked behind Su Li, sat on the bed, held a comb in his hand, and combed Su Li's long hair. The black and smooth hair was tied into two ponytails and slid down the sides of his shoulders.
"How, have you seen the messenger?"
Su Li turned around, played with the ends of her long hair with her fingertips, and laughed.
"Have you seen it?"
"What was the result? Is it really as you said, hiding evil intentions?"
"I can't see through..."
Jiang Zirou sighed and rubbed his temples.
"Even you can't see through?" Su Li was very surprised, and quickly turned around and asked, "Could it be that the envoy is a saint? It shouldn't be! How could there be such a master in the world of origin?"
"It's definitely not a saint... But I can't find out his cultivation!"
After thinking for a while, Jiang Zirou frowned and said, "In my spiritual perception, he looks like an ordinary person without cultivation, but this behavior is too deliberate, and I always feel that something is wrong!"
"Is that so." Su Li blinked and said, "Maybe he wears some kind of treasure that can isolate divine thoughts!"
"A treasure that isolates the mind?"
Jiang Zirou raised his head and smiled, "Tell me about it."
"My father told me that at the end of the North Sea, there is a kind of god insect called the North Sea Celestial Silkworm. The special thing about this kind of god insect is that it cannot be discovered by the spiritual thoughts of warriors, even saints. Therefore, The treasure armor made from the silk of the North Sea silkworm can naturally be used for camouflage and to isolate spiritual thoughts."
"I see!"
Jiang Zirou nodded.
"Do you want to tell your brother the news... When I went to dinner yesterday, I heard people say that your brother will receive the envoy of the Yan Kingdom in the Jinluan Palace tomorrow morning."
Su Li asked while getting dressed.
"Tell him?" Jiang Zirou thought for a while: "Forget it..."
"Why?"
"Earn a pit and gain wisdom, and I don't want to meddle too much in state affairs, just trying to cause trouble."
With Jiang Cheng and the jade bracelet, Jiang Zirou was not worried about Jiang Heng's safety.
"That's what you said."
After Su Li put on her clothes, she suddenly threw herself into Jiang Zirou's arms, buried her face in Jiang Zirou's lap, rubbed it back and forth, and said vaguely:
"Just leave these things to your apprentices to worry about. Anyway, they are all very good now. You just need to stay here with me!"
…
the next day.
In the early morning, the weather has gradually warmed up. Although it is still early, the sky is already bright.
The sound of rumbling drums rang in my ears, and the tall black-armored guards lined up on both sides of the wide road, and the princes of Gungun filed in. The atmosphere was dull and majestic, but also revealed a little joy.
Ke Qiao was wearing a brocade robe and stood respectfully outside the Meridian Gate.
Beside him were two Jin Yiwei who were in the realm of martial arts masters. Their strength was high, and their sharp eyes like eagles were staring at him closely.
Ke Qiao lowered his head.
His face was shrouded in shadows, and his breathing was just right, a little uneasy.
Things are going pretty well so far.
The inner armor obtained from overseas successfully deceived everyone, neither the commander of the imperial army nor the masters of the Jinyiwei could see through Ke Qiao's cultivation.
He regarded this terrifying martial arts master as an ordinary messenger.
The consequences of this are undoubtedly disastrous.
As long as he can successfully enter that hall, Emperor Heng will definitely die... Ke Qiao thought in his heart that the torrential vitality has already filled the meridians, waiting to erupt at any time.
Time passed slowly.
Every minute and every second seemed extremely long.
finally.
When the sun was completely rising from the east, the loud and clear voice of the old eunuch came.
"Your Majesty has an order to pass on to the envoy of Yan Kingdom!"
coming!
Ke Qiao shuddered all over. Although he had been a martial arts master for a long time, he still felt a little bit of tension at this moment.
He was troubled.
On the way, I also met some common people who praised the current sage as a wise king.
I and my family can live a full life, and in the future, my children will also have the opportunity to practice martial arts or go to school like the children of the official.
A series of innocent smiles appeared in Ke Qiao's mind.
he knows.
If he succeeds in doing it himself today, Daxia will inevitably fall into chaos, and countless people will be displaced.
But if you don't...
Those who should be displaced are the people of his country of Yan!
keep going.
Ke Qiao thought of the scene of drinking with the Crown Prince of Yan that day, his chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down, and he finally made up his mind.
but.
What made Ke Qiao feel strange was that.
The moment Ke Qiao set foot on the Golden Luan Hall, what Ke Qiao recalled was the girl in white clothes holding an oil-paper umbrella that she saw at the corner of the street yesterday.
…
It's a little bit of a text, and there should be an episode on the road in the first few chapters, which makes the character of Ke Qiao seem very thin now, and the development of the plot is also a bit blunt. So sleepy~ ouch~