"ah!"

After thirty lashes, Changling threw the whip to Zhan Juan and said, "Let's go!"

At this moment, she looked like a real princess, not that young girl with some literary aura.

Yang Xuan walked side by side with her.

He could feel that the awkward aura on Changling's body disappeared.

"Thank you very much."

"Um!"

"Whenever I go to Chenzhou, I will sweep the bed and wait for you. No, I will walk backwards to greet you!"

"No wine?"

"Drunk... yes!"

Changling's ears turned red inexplicably.

"Be careful yourself."

"Well! You...haven't you found a new consort?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"As an old friend, I feel I have an obligation to care about your life."

"No."

"Frustrated?"

Chen's misfortune was so dramatic, with several twists and turns that left people speechless.

Yang Xuan always felt that there was some hint of power and tactics in it.

It reminded him of the false emperor.

He looked back at Chen Qiu.

Chen Qiu's eyes were filled with hatred.

The Chen family was executed by the clan, and Chen Qiu was supposedly among them. But Changling kept him.

Yang Xuan didn't feel that Changling had any affection for Chen Qiu.

So, why leave him?

Let him wear a hat?

Literary young girls don’t have this hobby!

The only possibility is that Changling wanted to keep Chen Qiu, and it would be an eyesore to someone.

This person is probably her father, Emperor He Lianfeng of Liao Dynasty.

No wonder Changling was a little more indifferent when they met again.

Changling shook his head, "Not really."

"Why is that?" The Northern Liao Dynasty has been established for many years, and there are countless young talents.

"They arranged for many people."

"Hmm! You're not nitpicking, are you?"

"I don't like any of them!"

Yang Xuan couldn't help but said: "Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to deal with, except for Wushan, it was nothing."

Changling's delicate body trembled and she couldn't help but look at him.

There is more water in the eyes, and the cheeks are more pink.

There is also Wushan in this world, which is not big, just east of Hengshui in Northern Liao Dynasty. It is said that a fairy once bathed here and was met by a shepherd. The two fell in love with each other, so the fairy stayed there. A year later, the fairy was

He was taken away and the shepherd and the children were left behind.

The vast sea is in legend.

It is said that the vast sea is far above the nine heavens, a sea composed of countless galaxies.

Changling lost his composure, and then he realized what he was doing and lowered his head slightly.

He is so talented.

These two lines of poetry are sentimental and touching, and their destructive effect on female literary youth can be said to be at the level of a nuclear bomb.

When I returned to the vicinity of the camp, I saw the sergeants on both sides forming a circle, wrestling and fisting, and dozens of people were already lying beside them.

"I'm going back first." Changling glanced at him.

Yang Xuang had just been rescued by her once, so she invited her politely.

"The night should be nice tonight, how about we take a walk at night?"

He just invited him casually, just like when someone comes to his home as a guest and the host is polite before leaving.

——Hey! Let’s go after eating!

Unless there is an excellent relationship, this kind of stay will most likely be declined by the guest.

Zhan Juan was still annoyed with the maid, and was shocked when she heard this.

The princess was very angry during this trip and would probably read a book in the evening.

"OK!"

…

Yang Xuan returned to his tent.

"Mr." Han Ji was drinking tea.

"how?"

Yang Xuan sat down.

"There is nothing to do over there, so people came to provoke us. The sergeants refused to admit defeat, so they came to ask for instructions. I said, let them do it, just fight!"

"This is to lure the tiger away from the mountain!" Yang Xuan said.

"Yes." Han Ji saw that Yang Xuan was intact, "Didn't Lang Jun encounter anything?"

"I made a fairy dance." Yang Xuan simply explained the matter, "The maid was too beautiful, and I felt something was wrong, so I asked Jiang He'er to change into my clothes and try it out."

"Mr. Lang is so vigilant, it shows that this is God's will!" Han Ji stroked his beard and smiled.

Yang Xuan asked: "Is there any movement over there?"

"It's almost done." Han Ji said, "But I still need your cooperation."

"Well, I'm going to take a nap."

"Great kindness!"

…

"Failed?"

Liu Xiang had a cold face.

The maid was whipped thirty times and her body was covered with bruises. Now she was kneeling on the ground and crying out, "That Yang Gou was well prepared. He even ordered the maid to dress up as a man, and the slave was deceived."

She gritted her teeth and said, "There is a traitor!"

"Yes, there must be a traitor involved in this matter." He Lianrong asked: "Can the Eagle Guard find out?"

The little leader of the Eagle Guard shook his head, "It's difficult!"

Liu Xiang sighed: "Most of these things were reported privately. If we had to investigate, we should have discovered it long ago. We will pursue it afterward. It's just a matter of chance!"

He Lianrong said calmly: "Who takes responsibility if the plan fails?"

Liu Xiang glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Helianfeng has always wanted to drive a wedge in northern Xinjiang.

It's impossible in Taoxian, Huang Chunhui is here, this black snake... No, his bandit name has been changed recently in Beiliao, and it's called Sick Tiger.

This sick tiger has been in northern Xinjiang for many years and has never given Beiliao a chance.

In this way, Chen Zhou fell into He Lianfeng's eyes.

From here, a gap is opened to shake the defense posture of northern Xinjiang.

Liuxiang is here for this.

He Lianrong glanced at the maid.

Liu Xiang nodded, "I understand."

He Lianrong stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk."
To be continued...