Finally, from sadness and anger to wanting to cry without tears.
t_t
He is not invincible, the biggest enemy in his life is women.
Little sister! Big brother! Third brother! Fourth brother!
Save me ah ah——
[I am the dividing line between the miserable second master Feng]
"Where is she?" The cold words were no longer gentle, and the handsome face seemed to be coated with thin ice.
In Zhuque Street, the imperial capital, in the elegant Prime Minister's Mansion, Chunyu Zijin sat on an ebony chair, looking at the visitors with a smile, slowly shaking the gauze fan in his hand, and stood up slowly, his body leisurely, and leisurely.
Answer: "I...don't know."
Mo Zhilan's long eyes were filled with cold air, and he said with serious words, "Princess Zhenguo, I don't have time to guess riddles with you. What did Zi'er tell you? Did she sneak into Loulan via Shuoyue?"
On the way here, he began to clear his mind.
Zi'er is a smart person. Since she wants to leave, she won't take the slightest risk of being caught by him.
It takes nearly half a month to walk from Tianche to Loulan. If he moves quickly enough, he will be able to intercept her before she enters Loulan.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for Zi'er to enter Loulan from Tianche.
If she didn't go through Tianche, she could only go south, via Dongyang, but Dongyang and Tianche had already fought fiercely several times in front of Lanling Pass, and Zi'er would not take such a risk.
So the most likely option is to go from Shuoyue!
As long as she has Chunyu Zijin's protection, she can use the fastest way to cross Shuoyue and enter Loulan.
And he has absolutely no way to stop her!
"I told you, I don't know."
Zijin smiled, um... Basically, her prime minister is better, he never gets angry no matter how much he teases him, unlike Mo Zhilan - he is a two-faced person.
He looks like an elegant and gentle emperor, but in fact he is cold, stern and deep. This is a typical duplicity.
Tsk, tsk, Feng Xizi’s vision is really not good...
Look at her prime minister~
Ahhhhhh... Beauty is in the eye of the lover, and beauty is in the eyes of the prime minister~
Mo Zhilan clenched his fists, and murderous intent suddenly flashed in his long eyes.
For a moment, he wanted to hit Chunyu Zijin, who was sitting in front of him and drinking tea, looking relaxed and at ease!
If it weren't for her identity, if it weren't for Lan Qingruo sitting next to her, if it weren't for killing her, it might harm Zi'er, if it wasn't for the fact that she holds Zi'er's whereabouts in her hands, he must... must——
Zi Jin picked up the tea cup, took a slow sip, and smiled softly, "Your Majesty, don't be angry. You are not the only one who was tricked. My life is not as easy as yours. Alas, I also stepped on her.
The trap promised her not to leave Tianche in the next three months. Thinking about it now, she really suffered a big loss.
.If I don’t return to Shuoyue, I will naturally be a hostage under your nose. If you want to do something to Loulan, with me in hand, my good nephew will definitely not fail to help you... Na Na Na, I
I have been tricked and accepted it all. I can only lament that Your Majesty has a good queen, and she will even risk her life for Your Majesty."
"I have never thought of exchanging her for Loulan's country to surrender to Tianche!" He only wants Zi'er to be safe, he only wants Zi'er to be by his side, and he only wants Zi'er to never be harmed!
What Loulan!
What Dongyang!
What he wanted from the beginning to the end was Feng Xizi, who was scheming about gold and silver all day long!