"Oh, so that's what happened! It's nothing! Both of us have forgotten it!" Wang Dacai smiled and waved his hand, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes, and he winked at Li Ergou.
Li Ergou understood, "Yes! Princess Yunluo is very innocent, we are not surprised!"
Zhu Wuli was overjoyed when he heard this, "That's it..."
Li Ergou nodded, held the reins and cupped his hands, followed Zhu Wuwen's words: "In that case, let's say goodbye! See you in Kaifeng!"
Zhu Wuwu's smiling face suddenly froze, but due to the reputation of Qingyun Mountain, it was difficult to break out. He smiled dryly and said: "Of course, of course, I just don't know that my ignorant niece..."
Li Ergou said with an innocent face: "Niece? There is only the lady of Qingyun Mountain here, not a niece!"
"Farewell! No delivery!"
After saying that, he ignored Zhu Wu and waved to the people behind him, and the large army suddenly started to move slowly.
Seeing the people from Qingyun Mountain surrounding him as he entered the city, he saw himself as nothing.
Zhu Wuwu's face turned livid with anger. He clenched his iron fists tightly and leaned forward.
Then Zhuge Zhengwo pressed him on his shoulder.
"A little impatience will ruin a big plan. Don't forget the identities of you and me this time!"
Seeing Zhu Wuwu still narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked coldly at the Qingyun Mountain men and horses passing by.
Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head and emphasized his tone.
"If the Lord Shen wants to take action, think about what caused the current situation in the Song Dynasty? The current situation in the Yuan Kingdom!"
Zhu Wuli was shocked when he heard the words, then thought about his purpose and took a deep breath.
He raised his head and his eyes fell on the Kaifeng city gate, on the 'Qingyun' flag swaying in the wind in the cloudless sky.
Above Qingyun Mountain, the Qinghong Sword is ten meters wide and tens of meters long.
Zhang Dao, dressed in white with gold threads embedded in it, stood at the front of the long sword, holding one hand behind his back.
Behind him, Wang Yuyan and other ladies sat side by side excitedly, talking about the Qingyun Mountain at their feet.
"Is this what your husband calls sword-controlling skills?"
"Wow! So awesome! I have to study hard too!"
"By the way, I remember that my husband said he wanted to test a certain sister's knowledge about cultivation? Why is she missing?"
“……”
Except for Zhao Fujin, it was the first time for the other girls to reach an altitude of 100 meters.
Fortunately, Zhao Fujin's sword stun was the first, so Zhang Dao specially prepared relevant elixirs for each lady this time.
"Sisters, look! What does Qingyun Villa look like from here?" Huang Rong, with the brightest eyes, pointed at Qingyun Villa below a hundred meters in the sky and exclaimed.
The girls immediately became interested when they heard this, and cautiously moved forward slightly, looking at the excitement at their feet.
However, what no one has discovered is.
On the main peak of Qingyun Mountain that everyone can see, in the garden of Zhangdao Courtyard.
A lonely figure was hiding timidly behind a rockery.
A pair of beautiful eyes looked with longing and longing at the dozens of meters long sword body high in the sky.
Suddenly, the figure squatted down, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently touched an almost withered rose next to the rockery.
He murmured to himself:
"Poor flowers, growing all alone in a garden full of fragrance!"
"You really don't want anything, you just want to get a little bit of care from that person, right?"
"If no one appreciates your beauty, why should you bloom?"
Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Dao said to the ladies: "Ladies, please stand firm and sit down, we are about to set off!"
"Oh! OK, OK! We're going to fly!" Xu Qinglian clapped her hands and beamed with joy.
"Husband, fly slower, we want to take a good look at the scenery along the way!" Li Qingzhao said with a gentle smile.
Zhang Dao smiled and nodded slightly, then with a thought, the Changhong Sword slowly flew out of Qingyun Mountain carrying Zhang Dao's family members.
On the city gate at the entrance of the villa, Wang Chongyang sat cross-legged on the city wall with his eyes closed.
He raised his head and looked at the flying sword above Qingyun Mountain with a complicated expression. After sighing slightly, he closed his eyes again and exercised his breath.
As for Li Erniu and others, except for those who stayed behind to look after the villa, the others had already set off for Kaifeng last night.
In order to take into account the feelings of the ladies, Zhang Dao's Changhong Sword flew very slowly. After a mental calculation, it was probably at the same speed as in the previous life!
However, all the ladies are practicing, and Zhang Dao is in front of him to exercise his skills to form a protective shield, so all the ladies are in good spirits.
It took nearly half an hour to reach the sky above the palace, which was less than 200 miles away.
At this moment, the south gate of Kaifeng City.
A group of hundreds of warriors wearing large vests rode on horses to defend a gorgeous carriage.
As the city gate opens.
A group of people and horses slowly drove into the city gate.
In the carriage, there was a young woman of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing a jeweled crown.
He was holding his cheek in one hand, boredly following the gaps in the curtains that swayed from time to time as the carriage moved, observing the streets with people coming and going on both sides.
A little maid next to her said: "Princess Zhaorong, what's wrong with you?"
The woman known as Princess Zhaorong slowly shook her head and remained silent.
The little maid continued: "Actually, don't blame Your Majesty. Our Xixia country is poor and the people are weak. Your Majesty asked you to go on a mission because it was a helpless move."
Princess Zhaorong frowned slightly and said with a low expression, "Okay, Xiaoyun, please stop talking! Just leave me alone!"
Then his eyes continued to look out the car window in boredom.
Suddenly, Princess Zhaorong's eyes lit up.
He hurriedly reached out and pulled the little maid beside him, "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, look at it, look at it!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyun hurriedly lay down and looked at what Princess Zhaorong was pointing at, and was stunned in shock.
"Princess, there are gods, gods!"
Princess Zhaorong became energetic instantly, and her eyes were filled with infinite longing for the future.
……
Before the flying sword fell, it caused excitement in Kaifeng City.
What's more, people kneel down to worship the gods one after another, and the palace is no exception.
Such a big noise naturally alerted Zhao Gou, who was paying attention to the song organizer.
After receiving the report, Zhao Gou hurriedly found sunflowers and stood respectfully in the open space in front of Zichen Hall to wait.
As the long sword slowly fell, Zhao Gou did not dare to raise his head and bowed respectfully, clasping his fists: "Prince Zhao Gou of the Song Dynasty, pay your respects to the Immortal Qingyun!"
"Greetings to the Immortal Qingyun!" Sunflower and all the surrounding guards and maids prostrated themselves on the ground.
Zhang Dao raised his eyebrows and looked Zhao Gou up and down, "Oh? Are you Zhao Gou? Is your emperor father going to pass the throne to you?"
Zhao Gou, who was originally respectful, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this, and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "The Immortal is wronged! Although my father has a will, it is just that he is confused for a moment. Xiao Wang would never dare to have such an idea. !”
Zhang Dao snorted in his heart, "Why don't you dare? In his previous life, General Yue Fei of the Song Dynasty just wanted to break through the golden man and rescue your emperor father?"
You found someone to kill me on "unfounded" charges. Why are you pretending to be innocent in front of me now?
