Nian Ziyue was sitting in the carriage. When she heard the shouting and noise outside, she couldn't help but lift the curtain and look outside.

Familiar people, familiar shouts, familiar breath...

This is Bianjing, where she grew up.

"I remember when I was five years old, I heard that there was a lot of excitement outside, so I begged my father to take me out of the palace. At that time, I thought, what would it look like outside the palace? There should be many palaces! There are also many people, just like in the palace..."

Once here, Zhang Jing completely relaxed and no longer worried about Nian Ziyue's safety. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty must be unwilling."

"My father didn't agree at first, so I secretly hid his book. Then I saw him looking around but couldn't find it. I laughed, and my father agreed."

A five-year-old girl secretly hides her father's books. She looks cute when you think about it.

Naturally, it is impossible for Nian Xu not to know... The people around Nian Ziyue will see all this, and they are just cooperating with the most noble father and daughter in Southern Zhou...

"I was looking forward to it all the way. When I got outside the palace, I only saw people. There were many people coming from north to south, and the sound of hawking suddenly rushed into my ears. I was a little panicked, but I was also looking forward to it."

She looked outside and laughed, "My father took me to the market, bought me food, and saw tricks and sumo wrestling... I was very happy."

As she grew older, Nian Ziyue's beauty gradually spread. She could no longer leave the palace easily. In addition, Nian Xu had more and more political affairs, and such happy days became increasingly rare.

Ahead, Yang Xuan was looking around on horseback.

Really prosperous!

If Chang'an is majestic, then Bianjing is prosperous.

Those people were better dressed and had more smiles than the people in Chang'an.

But you can still see people who are not fully clothed, and you can also see people who are extravagant.

Wang Laoer was already intoxicated. "There's a lot of food, old thief. Look, the Tang Dynasty has never seen those food before."

The old thief was well-informed, but he had never seen a city as prosperous as Bianjing, and he was a little surprised.

"Look at those women, tsk tsk! Charming."

Wu Da was also watching, and the old thief asked: "How does Wu Da feel?"

Uda said: "I was thinking that if a thousand riders could defeat this lush city."

The old thief shook his head, "Don't underestimate Nan Zhou."

Uda said: "The colder and poorer the place on the grassland, the more warriors there are."

When Yang Xuan heard this, he couldn't help but think of the world in the scroll.

Before the emergence of thermal weapons, the grasslands always gave birth to many fearsome tribes. If one was wiped out, the next one would step on their corpses and stand up stronger.

Second floor.

Yang Lue pointed to the door, and He Cong took out the short knife with understanding.

Knock knock knock!

Someone knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?" He Cong slowly walked towards the door and asked softly.

The man outside the door said: "Does the guest want a female prostitute?"

There are many female prostitutes and courtesans in Bianjing, mainly in brothels, which operate in fixed places.

And some female prostitutes and actresses have taken a fancy to an untapped market...takeout.

So they wandered around restaurants and reverse tours, taking the initiative to deliver services to guests.

There was a rustle of footsteps outside, as if several women were looking at the door expectantly, waiting for the wealthy man to speak and leave them.

He Cong looked at Yang Lue.

Yang Lue glanced out the window and saw that the delegation was coming.

He nodded.

He Cong said: "Come in."

The door moved slowly, and a pair of eyes looked into the room through the gradually widening crack in the door.

Yang Lue was standing by the window, but he was standing with his back turned, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

What about the other person?

The door opened and a man rushed in.

On the side of the door, a short knife was waved.

The man's body flashed and he avoided the knife.

He Cong ignored him and swung his knife at the second man.

Outside the door, a spy waved downstairs.

Inside the door, the man approached Yang Lue and stabbed him without hesitation, targeting Yang Lue's thigh.

With a knife in the thigh, no matter how fierce a person is, he cannot escape the pursuit of his lover, Secret Agent.

Yang Lue slapped him with his backhand.

Boom!

This slap directly broke his neck.

The third man rushed in and was met by a flying figure. He subconsciously swung his knife.

He Cong also severely injured his opponent at this moment and said: "Let's go!"

The mission is approaching.

Yang Lue looked to the left almost greedily, "Wait a minute!"

Two men rushed in with knives.

"kill!"

Amidst the low shouts, He Cong fought with them.

Su Yang flew up, followed closely by more than a dozen of his men.

"There are many people outside!" He Cong beat two people, seemingly in a stalemate, but the footsteps outside gradually approached, and he felt that he had to leave.

Yang Lue frowned. He had already seen the figure on the horse, but he couldn't see clearly.

"Kill!"

Outside the door, Su Yang shouted.

It cannot be used in the room, and a maximum of three people can enter at one time, otherwise it will be a fight with the same room.

This time all three people pounced on Yang Lue.

Yang Xuan turned around and faced the long knife with his fist.

Boom boom boom!

Hearing this voice, He Cong subconsciously hid from the sides of the two opponents, and almost got a knife for this.

The three long knives shattered into pieces, and the debris flew away with a roar.

The five people in the room howled miserably.

"The princess is here."

There was cheering outside.

Nanyang Princess Nian Ziyue, a treasure of the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

Outside the door, Su Yang knew that his opponent was fierce and said: "Archer!"

Since it can't be solved face to face, let's use bows and arrows to speak.

Yang Lue glanced outside to judge the distance of the envoy, then flashed and flew away.

As soon as the three archers took out their long bows, Su Yang's warning came.

"careful!"

Yang Lue grabbed a long knife, and as the knife flashed, the second floor became a slaughterhouse.

"Dodge." Su Yang shouted.

But today they didn't prepare special clothes, so they couldn't hide their whereabouts.

The darts were shot and bounced before the sword light, and Su Yang was almost affected.

He gave a sharp shout, paused his feet, and the man flew away from the railing. He abandoned his knife and slapped him away with his palm.

Another spy gritted his teeth and waved a long knife from behind.

A man jumped up into the air, his head down and his feet up, and punched directly towards Yang Lue's head.

Attacked from three sides!

"Look, the princess's carriage!"
To be continued...