The rookie master hid in the shadows behind the palace wall, waited for a group of patrolling guards to pass by, then sprinted to the shadows behind the next wall and hid again.
His concealment skills were very poor. Fortunately, his level had reached level 58, which was slightly higher than the patrolling guards, so he could not be discovered.
Qin Qinghong looked at him in confusion, what was this man doing? He probably didn't have any other tasks.
Xie Lanyi raised her eyebrows slightly and whispered: "Someone is coming."
He was definitely not a simple person who could be reminded specifically. Even though Qin Qinghong was wearing the breath-condensing jade pendant, he subconsciously slowed down his breathing.
Not long after, a group of guards came over from around the corner. This group of guards was obviously different from the previous ones. They were of a much higher level. The middle-aged man who led them was even more imposing.
He is wearing armor, looks majestic, and has a short beard on his chin. At first glance, he is a heroic general.
The rookie master glanced quietly, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the middle-aged man.
What's worse, it turned out to be General Mengtai, one of the royal family's Western Grand Masters.
Although he has not seen Monte in the game, he has seen NPC information collected by other players.
Meng Tai is a level 115 Grand Master, and he is not comparable to those ordinary guards at level 50 in the West.
The rookie master cautiously shrank his feet and pressed against the palace wall, praying that Mengtai would not notice him.
However, his prayer was in vain. The next second, Monte's sharp eyes like an eagle swept over.
He stared closely at the place where the rookie master was hiding and said sternly: "Come out."
Locked in by the grandmaster's aura, the rookie master was stiff and unable to escape even if he wanted to.
He took a deep breath, walked out of the shadows, smiled and said: "Isn't this General Meng? I didn't expect to meet him here. It's really fate, haha."
Mengtai frowned and looked at him. He was very sure that he had never seen this person before, but his tone was familiar to them, as if they were old acquaintances.
He clearly looked like neither a palace guard nor a eunuch.
He examined it: "Who are you?"
Seeing that Mengtai did not take him down immediately, the rookie master calmed down a little.
He took out a sign from his pocket and handed it to Monte, and introduced himself: "I am the talented young man who just passed the draft."
Mengtai took the sign and checked it carefully. It was indeed the sign of the draft.
He looked at the rookie master again, feeling a little confused.
He had also heard about His Majesty's selection of men, but he didn't expect that the one chosen would be like this. Why had his taste changed so much?
Although the sign was indeed genuine, Mengtai did not completely dispel his vigilance, "It's dark at night and the noble man is not resting in the palace. What are you doing here?"
What else can a rookie master do? Of course, it is because he is worried about braised snail noodles.
He had already logged out, but because he couldn't feel relieved, he logged in again to take a look.
After all, that guy was so stupid that even being captured by the NPC twice was not enough. This time, he was taken notice of by the NPC again.
He laughed and said, "I'm going to live in the palace from now on. I'm very excited. I can't sleep at night and come out to get familiar with my new home."
Monte:…
Regarding the palace as a home, no one in the world except the emperor himself would dare to think so.
I don’t know if this person is big-hearted or if he really has this ambition.
Seeing that he didn't continue to ask, the rookie thought that he had been fooled, so he handed over his hand and was about to leave, "I won't disturb the general's patrol. I will continue walking."
Further here is the Yangxin Hall. It is really suspicious to be wandering around the Yangxin Hall so late at night and being so sneaky.
Even as a concubine, Mengtai will not let down his guard.
After all, Emperor Beichen had just been assassinated by a dancing girl from the Western Region a while ago, so it was still a sensitive time.
Meng Tai waved his hand, and the guard understood and immediately stepped forward to stop the rookie master.
The rookie master just breathed a sigh of relief and thought he had fooled him, but he didn't expect that the matter was not over yet.
He swallowed, forced himself to calm down and said, "What is General Meng doing?"
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Seeing the rookie master being taken away, Xie Lanyi couldn't help laughing when they walked away.
This player is indeed a bit unlucky.
Du Rushuang and the player named the leader of Miao Miao Cult had both been here just now, but he was the only one who met Meng Tai.
Qin Qinghong hugged him and was reluctant to let go. He rubbed his chin gently on the crook of his neck, "Should we go to the Yangxin Palace or the Huaqing Palace?"
Xie Lanyi really wanted to go to Yangxin Hall to see the excitement, but Emperor Beichen's strength should not be underestimated. Even if he went without Qin Qinghong, there was still a risk of being discovered.
Although the Dayong royal family is not a martial arts sect, it still inherits a legendary skill called "Dragon Song Divine Skill".
Before the emperors passed away, they would pour all their inner strength into the next emperor.
Dayong has now experienced five generations of emperors, and his internal strength has continued to accumulate. Even if the current Beichen Emperor is not a master of Xiaoyao Realm, it cannot be justified.
Xie Lanyi estimated that Xiao Beichen should be at least level 137 now, and could be regarded as the number one master under Zhang Tianshi.
In a few decades, Dayong might really give birth to an emperor in the fairyland, and by then the beautiful words "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor" might come true.
Xie Lanyi pushed away the large dog behind her, stood up and said, "While the two of them attract the attention of Emperor Beichen, let's go to Huaqing Palace to find Wang Xinlan first."
Huaqing Palace was built behind the Yangxin Palace. Because it was the emperor's bathing place, and there were many precious exotic flowers and plants planted inside, there were more guards than other places.
However, these guards were nothing to Xie Lanyi. He put his arm around Qin Qinghong's waist and sneaked in with his men.
There are seven or eight large and small soup pools in the Huaqing Palace, and flowers and plants are planted everywhere. Although it is autumn, there are still many beautiful flowers in bloom.
Coupled with the rising mist in the soup pool, the entire Huaqing Palace was shrouded in light white mist, like a residence of gods.
Qin Qinghong secretly thought that only Dayong Palace could compete with Qiongyu Tower in luxury enjoyment.
Such beautiful scenery, even if it is not commonplace, is nothing surprising to the two people who were born in Qiongyulou.
Xie Lanyi jumped off the roof with a slight leap, turned around and waved to Qin Qinghong, "Hurry up."
Qin Qinghong's waist still felt the touch of being hugged by him. He couldn't tell what it felt like, but he felt strange in his heart.
He had been protected by Xie Lanyi all night, and although it was quite sweet, it still made his self-esteem slightly dampened.
Qin Qinghong jumped down and walked to his side. Just as he was about to hug him back, Xie Lanyi took out a piece of paper from his arms.
On this piece of paper is a graceful orchid.
Xie Lanyi said: "This is the orchid painted by Lian Feng. The leaves of the orchid are dark green and the flowers are pink and white. Let's go look for it separately."
Although there were heavy guards outside the Huaqing Palace, there was no one inside, and Xie Lanyi was relieved to let Qin Qinghong go find it on his own.
The orchid is just a palm-sized orchid, and the flowers are not very showy. It is not easy to find among the crowded flowers.
Qin Qinghong searched the west pond on his side twice before he saw an inconspicuous little flower like a vitiligo on a stone flower column in the middle of the pond.
