The host of the fast travel system is a showman

Chapter 123 The Rumored Anyang Princess 79
He saw the woman lying peacefully on the bed, breathing evenly.

It looked like he was really exhausted.

Shen Tianlu came closely behind and said, "You broke into Anyang's tent. Young Master is well-bred."

Nangong Zhe only felt that his ghost was lingering, and said: "Anyang and I have always been like this."

Shen Tianlu choked, his ears felt a little hot, he didn't expect Nangong Zhe to dare to speak.

"Presumptuous! Don't ruin Anyang's reputation!"

"Gu will naturally be responsible for Ah Zhi." Nangong Zhe snorted coldly.

"Wishful thinking." Throwing down these four words, Shen Tianlu strode away.

Nangongzhe recalled the words "wishful thinking" carefully.

"Woojin."

"Master." Wu Jin bowed respectfully.

"How did you tell me about it?" He said without any expression.

"Master, everything was done properly."

"Go back to the palace."

"Then Princess Anyang's side..." Wu Jin showed embarrassment.

"Alone has a plan."

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Soon, Nangongzhe wrote a letter to the emperor, stating that he was fine and could go back to the palace, and no longer bother the princess. The emperor immediately issued an edict ordering him to go back to the palace.

"Azhe, why are you going back to the palace all of a sudden?" Lin Zhi raised his hand to grab his sleeve, refusing to let go.

The man was dressed in white and was riding on a horse. His facial features were exquisitely engraved, and he was as indifferent as a god above the ninth level.

"Waiting alone in the palace for Ah Zhi's triumphant return." The man softened his tone and touched the girl's head comfortingly.

"Then...then you must wait for me!" Lin Zhi said seriously.

"Well, wait for you."

"Drive!" The boy in white rode away on horseback.

"Anyang, do you really like him that much?" Shen Tianlu frowned, "Aside from his skin, what's good about him?"

"Yes! He has skin!" Lin Zhi said matter-of-factly.

After all, the original owner just wanted Nangong Zhe's skin and ended up like cannon fodder, right?
Shen Tianlu was choked by Nangongzhe, and then by Lin Zhi.

But Anyang has always been lustful, so it's normal to be seduced by Nangongzhe's beauty.

When it comes to the man's appearance, he is on par with Nangong Zhe. Should he sacrifice his appearance to save Anyang?

Shen Tianlu touched his chin, thinking about the possibility of this matter.

"Your Highness?" Xiao Jing, who was at the side, yelled worriedly seeing that the Seventh Prince was thinking, but said nothing.

"Huh?" Shen Tianlu came back to his senses now, thinking of his thoughts just now, he suddenly felt like a ghost.

"Anyang, if you look at your face in everything, you will suffer sooner or later."

Shen Tianlu was worried about this little cousin, and he didn't know how many times he reminded her from before to now.

"Anyang, I would like to follow the teachings of my seventh cousin." After she finished speaking, she lifted up her skirt and jumped out of the tent to inspect the situation of the people.

Looking at the woman's cheerful back, Shen Tianlu shook his head with a bit of a smile.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and the refugees outside the capital had been completely resettled.

Many refugees have been quarantined, disinfected with alcohol, had their pulse checked, and obtained customs clearance orders to enter the city. They have found jobs to survive in the city and have settled down in Kyoto.

The construction of water conservancy on the Yellow River has requisitioned displaced refugees and solved the employment problem. In just two years, the losses caused by the Yellow River floods can be recovered year by year.

The construction of water conservancy can not only avoid floods and floods, but also divert precipitation to places that are short of water all year round, so as to achieve a win-win situation.

The epidemic in Kyoto has stabilized, the number of patients has continued to decrease, and doctors have also developed effective prescriptions to treat the epidemic.

(End of this chapter)