"We are going to Zhan Ling Camp, do you want to go and see it together?"
"ah?"
Mr. Nie was stunned by his words.
Going to Zhan Ling Camp? They are from the Yue Ming Empire. Isn’t it appropriate to go to Zhan Ling Camp?
"this……"
"Why, do you still have somewhere to go?" Qian Jiyun asked them.
"Well."
Mr. Nie was choked again.
Although what Qian Jiyun said was true, why did he feel that what he said made him feel ashamed?
He has nowhere to go, not even the guards around him, but he doesn't want to lose face. He is still a man after all, so he can't say he's not good no matter what, right?
But, face seems to be of little use now, right?
"What are we doing at Zhanling Camp?" he asked.
“You’ll know when you go there.”
Qian Jiyun didn't care about them and left first with Jiu Yue.
…
"You've taken a fancy to that boy's ability. Want to find a helper for Zhan Beiye?" The two of them walked further and further away. An Jiuyue raised her eyes and looked at Qian Jiyun, and walked forward as she spoke.
"Zhan Beiye will treat him well."
Qian Jiyun did not deny that he just wanted to find a helper for Zhan Beiye.
See how Zhan Beiye was bullied in the Zhan Ling Empire? Even his father regarded him as a thorn in his side and wished he could get rid of him quickly.
He even doubted whether Zhan Beiye was like him and not the biological son of Emperor Zhan Ling?
But this is different. Zhan Beiye is really not the biological son of Emperor Zhan Ling. I'm afraid he would have died earlier and wouldn't have achieved what he has today.
"That's true."
An Jiuyue nodded.
A good horse with a good saddle. Since Mr. Nie is capable, Zhan Beiye will treat him well.
It’s not like Mr. Nie was like in Yueming Empire, where even a few guards dared to look at him.
"You're still thoughtful."
"Ah."
Qian Jiyun chuckled lightly.
It's not that he is thoughtful, but these people are not people who have done all bad things, and he doesn't want to kill them all.
Then instead of letting them fall into the hands of Emperor Yueming again, it would be better for him to do a good deed and give them to Zhan Beiye. Even if it is a headache, let Zhan Beiye have a headache.
…
At this time, Zhan Beiye really didn't have a headache.
The most troublesome thing was when he saw Ming Fucheng, who was tied to the city wall with the speechless Yuesuiyu. The veins on his forehead were beating and he couldn't stop no matter what.
"This idiot can't escape even after giving her so much time, so what's the use of keeping it?!"
Riding on the horse, he stared at the Yuesui Jade with compassion, wishing he could just shoot the person to death with one arrow, so that he would no longer have any scruples.
But the reality is, he can't.
If he killed someone at this time, with so many soldiers watching, he would never have to fight this battle again.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now? Zhan Beiye obviously wants to threaten you with the princess." A deputy general's horse was standing next to Ming Fucheng and said to him.
They also hate this princess so much. What is this beautiful girl doing at the border? Is she deliberately here to cause trouble for them?
Everyone was in a bad mood because of the repeated defeats in the war, but this happened again.
"That weakling Zhan Beiye, if you have the guts, fight me hard." Ming Fucheng took a deep breath and muttered secretly while grinding his teeth.
Previously, he personally brought people to burn his food, grass and firearms, but now he even threatens people. How despicable can he be?
