"With your skills, how many people can kill Ye Jia?"
"Empress..."
"Yejia, don't you know me? It's the national teacher of our northern country... Haven't you seen him before?" She raised the secret letter in her hand, and laughed so hard that tears came out. The secret letter actually had such a secret letter.
Letter, every matter, every matter in the world, what can escape his purpose? It is not that he does not ask, but that he does not do it.
She laughed: "Ye Jia is actually good at it... You fight alone, I'm afraid it's not his opponent, right? But, if there are a few more people... hahaha... Poor Ye Jia, thousands of troops are there
Horse, how can you resist?"
National Master Ye Jia?
The old eunuch actually remained calm: "National Master Ye Jia, of course I have heard of it... I know..."
"Hahaha, you have heard of the national teacher Ye Jia... Hahaha, of course you have heard of it, you have all heard of it... How could you not have heard of him... By the way, you are a gray armored soldier, right?
, How many people like you can join forces to kill Ye Jia?"
"Empress..."
The old eunuch was stuttering, and was in a panic, but his face remained unchanged: "The old slave doesn't understand what the empress is saying..."
"You know...everyone of you understands...it's just me who doesn't..."
The fire paint in her hand fell on the desk, and she looked at the shocking secret as if nothing had happened - for others, this was of course nothing, but for her, it seemed as if her soul had been shaken away.
It turns out that everything that is terrible is not a dream, it is real.
Princess Pengcheng, Feng Miaozhi, King Xianyang... All of this is true.
"The Empress..."
She looked at this loyal old slave. He had been with Tuoba Hong for almost thirty years and was one of Tuoba Hong's most confidant people. So he followed her without hesitation.
She suddenly understood and asked slowly, "Actually, you know where I have been these days, don't you?"
The old slave stutters.
"Hahaha... You actually know everything about my moves... Your Majesty wants you to follow me, right? Hahaha... you are so loyal..."
Lao Nu's answer was actually very wonderful and calm: "We are just afraid that the Empress will encounter danger."