Wang Beiwang, who had a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, took Zhang Yuanqing to the street to buy steamed buns, pork head meat, beef and other food. The three of them made do with food and clothing.

"Cousin, we are now grasshoppers on the same rope. Please tell me first. If you take me out privately, will the Qinglong Gang punish you?" Zhang Yuanqing patted his belly with satisfaction and asked.

"It has nothing to do with you." Wang Beiwang said these words in a cold tone and went to feed the horses in the yard.

Zhang Yuanqing asked Jiang Jingwei to boil water, while he sat at the table to eat and kill time.

The plan couldn't keep up with the change. He didn't plan to go into the inner city to meet his teammates at the Tianji Tower tonight. In this situation, there were too many variables running around outside.

The west side of the city is relatively remote and is not the main area under strict investigation by the city defense army. It is safer here. If you survive tonight well, you will be able to complete the side mission and restore the strength of the saint tomorrow morning.

From escaping from the palace, to meeting Wang Beiwang, to now, he has been in danger several times and become a prisoner, which has made him exhausted mentally and physically.

The conversation between Jiang Jingwei and Wang Beiwang came from the yard:

"Brother, can you teach me how to acupuncture acupuncture points?"

"You practice fire-based exercises, but you don't know how to tap acupuncture points?"

"I only know how to fight, nothing else."

"I haven't seen how good you are in a fight."

"If you hit, hit."

The sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard in the yard. After more than ten seconds, Wang Beiwang snorted coldly:

"My ability is not great, my temper is not small."

Jiang Jingwei was not convinced and fought again.

After a while, she carried a pot of hot water into the house with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Zhang Yuanqing laughed and said: "You haven't even completed the side mission, which is equivalent to a first-level extraordinary. What can you do?"

Jiang Jingwei said angrily: "If I kill you, my side mission will be completed."

Zhang Yuanqing quickly reassured: "I will find a way to get you back to the camp."

At dusk, Guan Ya returned to Yang Mansion after wandering around the inner city for a day without any results.

I first went to Yang Zheng's study, and after receiving the reply "His Majesty was not found", I left disappointed.

At this time, she saw her servant running over in a hurry and said:

"Queen, there is a woman outside the palace asking to see you. She says she is your old friend, her surname is Xie!"

Her surname is Xie? Guan Ya's heart moved: "Bring her to the outer hall to meet me."

A few minutes later, Guan Ya, who was waiting in the outer hall, saw the servant leading a mediocre young woman into the outer hall.

Guan Ya dismissed the servant and looked at the young woman, who was also looking at her.

After sizing each other up for a moment, Guan Ya tentatively asked, "Lingxi?"

Hearing this, the young woman smiled happily: "Sister Guan Ya? You are really Queen Yang."

Guan Ya smiled and said: "Yuanshi is the emperor and I am the queen. Isn't it natural?"

The mediocre Xie Lingxi nodded: "I am the beauty of brother Yuanshi's harem."

The smile on Guan Ya's face faltered.

"Let's get down to business, where are the others?" she asked.

Xie Lingxi shook his head: "I don't know. I didn't escape from the palace that night, but I disguised myself and lurked in the harem. Today I knocked out a forbidden soldier and put on his clothes to leave the palace."

She told Guan Ya everything about the night of the assassination, her role and tasks, and her brother Yuanshi's analysis of the plot of the copy.

"No wonder Yuan Shi is in such a mess, it turns out that his level has been sealed." Guan Ya suddenly realized, "The queen has escaped from the palace, where do you plan to meet?"

Xie Lingxi said: "We are not familiar with the capital, so we made an appointment to meet at Tianji Tower. Sister Guan Ya, will you go with us?"

Guan Ya shook her head: "It's getting dark and there's a curfew in the city. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

The next day, early morning.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was sleeping lightly, heard the familiar dungeon prompt sound coming from his ears:
Chapter completed!