After walking through the mountains to the entrance, there is a huge valley under the steep terrain. Flowers and trees are in full bloom in the valley, like crimson clouds shining brightly.
Looking down from the entrance, there are signs of human habitation.
When Xia Chu and Bian Ding were in Jincheng, they had already changed into the simple clothes of the Western Regions before entering the dense forest. They were afraid that the difference in clothes would arouse suspicion after entering.
But now that I have come all the way, my clothes have been torn apart by branches and are in a state of disarray.
The two of them looked at each other, looking at each other's body. At the same time, they turned their heads in a tacit understanding and couldn't bear to look at each other, but they still suppressed a smile in their mouths.
"Let's go in. Broken silver should be universal, right?" Xia Chu snapped his fingers. Even in his embarrassment, he still did not forget to play, showing off his cool attitude.
"Probably... yes." Bian Ding responded uncertainly.
He's never been here before, so how would he know? If it doesn't work, just steal two sets!
Xia Chu saw a cunning look on his face and said as he walked towards the entrance: "Looking at your thief look, what bad idea do you have."
Bian Ding looked embarrassed and immediately followed him: "How could..."
Xia Chu never looked back, so he didn't see Bian Ding's blushing face.
He clicked his tongue and comforted Bian Ding behind him: "At worst, I'll steal two sets..."
Bian Ding's suppressed red face broke out with laughter, and he coughed again and again.
Xia Chu raised her hand and patted his back gently: "Oh, this is not about following the authority in a hurry, and there is nothing I can do about it, young master."
Bian Ding calmed down and looked up at him: "Heroes see the same thing, the same thing..."
Xia Chu looked startled, then the two of them pointed at each other, smiled knowingly, and the pace of entering the valley accelerated a little.
Along the way, there were occasionally a few people living in the mountainous suburbs. However, Xia Chu looked at the four walls of the house and saw that there were probably only a few pieces of clothing hanging outside, and he still couldn't get out of the hands of the thief.
We walked straight along and saw the imperial city in front of us, but it took us two days to reach the city gate.
Xia Chu originally looked at the city gate that he was about to arrive at, and was still worried about how to get in. At this time, he rushed to the door. He couldn't wait until night to wait for an opportunity to climb in.
He and Bian Ding glanced at each other again in unison, and once again the two of them had the same idea of carrying waist cards on the passing people.
Just as Xia Chu reached out to touch a passerby without leaving a trace, a man's figure fell in front of his eyes.
The hair on Xia Chu's shoulders was growing, and Bian Ding had already drawn his sword to stop him. The man stepped back, and actually bowed respectfully, and asked with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "How should I call you Su Ran? Princess, or little Marquis?"
Bian Ding's sword movement originally stopped, but after he said this, he thrust forward again: "Are you blind? Can't you tell whether my young master is a boy or a girl?"
Xia Chu coughed lightly and called to Bian Ding: "Stop."
Bian Ding looked suspicious and reluctantly sheathed his sword and stood aside.
Xia Chu stepped forward, smiled at the smiling man, then turned cold and said sternly: "Fei Lian, I am your uncle!"
The spittle sprayed all over Fei Lian's face. As he watched, he couldn't help but wipe his own face and move aside.
Bian Ding didn't know Fei Lian, but Xia Chu was very familiar with him. He still remembered that Fei Lian had many lives of guards in the courtyard of Prince Mo's Mansion on his hands.
Therefore, the tone of speaking is naturally not that good.
Feilian's head couldn't help but shrink back, and he closed his eyes. After he finished spraying the spittle, he wiped his face with his sleeve: "Anyway, I have sold you two favors, can you be polite?"
Xia Chu pursed her lips, but did not refute him.
Fei Lian followed him to Baoning and saw Han Ling and Guan Xi climbing up the cliff, but he did not kill them.
In addition, he also showed mercy to Han Ling when he kidnapped Su Qianle.
If he shamelessly said that this was a favor, Xia Chu wouldn't be able to push him around at this time. Now that he is entering the Western Region, who knows if he will need this kind of favor in the future.
"Take me to see him." Xia Chu's tone became a little warmer. Seeing that his tone softened, Diandian also put away the red hair that had exploded.
Since Marquis Fei Lian is here, it means that Yue Fengwan knows that he has come to the Western Region, so there is no need to hide and evade. With Fei Lian leading the way, he can save himself from climbing over the wall to enter the palace, and looking for them in each bedroom.
"Yes." Fei Lian responded to Xia Chu with great respect, but when he turned to lead the way, he glanced at Bian Ding and his face was not so good. He paused in front of Bian Ding and sneered: "I don't know who is blind."
Bian Ding was confused by his naked ridicule. Monk Zhang Er was confused. He caught up with Xia Chu and pointed at Fei Lian's back and complained: "How can you bear this guy insulting the young master like this? If you don't beat me..."
"Hit whoever you want, without even looking at which imperial city your feet have just stepped into." Xia Chu frowned at him and interrupted his next words in a low voice.
Bian Ding looked at the banners with the words "Fengcheng of the Western Regions" floating on them everywhere, and his head drooped.
"I said Fei Lian..."
When Bian Ding heard Xia Chu's words, his drooped head suddenly rose again. He knew that the young master could not be aggrieved like this!
"At least let us go change clothes first, this is too..." Xia Chu paused and opened his sleeves. They could no longer be called sleeves, they were like dirty mud belts...
Bian Ding originally thought that Xia Chu was going to scold Fei Lian when he opened his mouth, so he raised his chin and waited for his next words. But when he said this, Bian Ding couldn't help but take a look at himself. His head was even droopier than before. Lower.
"Your Majesty has already prepared clothes for you..." Fei Lian paused for a moment, covered his mouth and laughed, and then continued: "I have prepared clothes for you, sir."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bian Ding again: "As for him, just go back and give him one of my robes."
Bian Ding rolled his eyes and muttered: "Who cares?"
Fei Lian retorted: "Don't pull me down."
The two of them were about to draw their swords again, but in the end Xia Chu reached out to both sides to stop him, and said to Fei Lian to smooth things over: "Thank you..."
The imperial palaces in the Western Regions are not as solemn and majestic as those of the Xiao Kingdom, nor are they as grand and elegant as the Liang Kingdom.
It is located to the west of Fengcheng, located in a corner but like a paradise.
Pass by the simple wooden palace gate and go up the original stone pavilion. Under the steps outside, there are many falling petals. The palaces and pavilions are flying butts, but they are not inferior to the atmosphere of the Xiao and Liang countries. The flowers and trees are more poetic and beautiful, just like a fairy palace.
Xia Chu wanted to remember the way he came, but he was always uneasy in his heart. In the end, he couldn't help but asked Fei Lian in front of him: "Lan Yuying is also in the palace, right?"
Fei Lian paused and said, "There is no Lan Yuying in the Western Region, only Princess Qianlan."
(End of chapter)