Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

The savages chased Ye Nanxuan and Wen Zhiyue to a swamp and did not dare to go any further.

They believed that the swamp was cursed by the gods and that no one would come out alive.

Ye Nanxuan and Wen Zhiyue hid on the branches next to the swamp, watching the savages walking away, and relaxed a little.

"The horse has entered the swamp. Should we walk to the border?" Wen Zhiyue looked at the horse getting deeper and deeper in the distance and stared at Ye Nanxuan.

"Don't worry, Yujin will take us to the border." A faint smile appeared on Ye Nanxuan's stern face.

"Is Bai Yu leaving us related to Ye Zhao?" Wen Zhiyue looked at Ye Nanxuan with confusion.

"I've been thinking too much. Bai Yu went to prepare medicinal materials." After Ye Nanxuan finished speaking, a crane roared, and the two looked up. Bai Yujin was sitting leisurely on the crane, "You two are in trouble, and I'm here to save you. "

Sitting on Bai He, Wen Zhiyue stared at Bai Yujin with fierce eyes.

"Princess, why are you looking at me like this?" Bai Yujin glanced at Ye Nanxuan and asked righteously.

"Sir, you lured the tribe members out and played a game of making noises in the east and attacking the west, but you got the new treasure."

"Nan Xuan, you are such a powerful lady. You are worthy of being the leader of the army, and you can actually spy on my plan." Bai Yujin's cold and willful face was full of respect.

At the border of southern Xinjiang, the city gate of Mo Feng City was closed tightly. One crane and three people crossed the city wall and landed on top of the city gate. The three people stepped off the crane.

The soldiers guarding the door held the handles of their swords and stared at the three people closely.

Wen Zhiyue took a few steps forward calmly, "May I ask where the lord is?"

"I don't know who I want to see you." A man came up from the stairs next to him. He was wearing armor and his face was dark and deep.

"Are you Mengqi?" Wen Zhiyue looked up and down at the dark-haired man in his forties or fifties.

"Exactly, I wonder what the girl is here for?" Meng Qi also looked up and down at Wen Zhiyue and Ye Nanxuan and Bai Yujin who were walking behind.

The three of them have a transcendent temperament, the woman is straightforward, handsome and has the aura of a heroine, the man in purple robe is cold and calm, with a noble air, and the man in green is elegant and refined, as if he were an immortal.

"We have something important to discuss with General Long, and I would like to ask the waiter to take us to see General Long."

"General Long is not in the city at this time, so it is difficult for me to introduce him to you."

"Did General Long go to Mofengguan?" Wen Zhiyue frowned.

"Exactly."

"There is civil strife in southern Xinjiang, but General Long is leaving the city to go to Mofengguan at this time. Who ordered it?" Ye Nan took a step forward, his face was deep and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Returning to your distinguished guest, I am just a nobleman, and I don't know anything else about it," Meng Qi replied respectfully.

Bai Yujin smiled contemptuously, "General Long's army is leaving the city. There must be someone who can command and deliver the message. You will send the messenger."

"This..." Meng Qi showed a troubled expression. Before the identities of the three were found out, he could neither make things difficult for them nor tell the truth.

"You don't have to be embarrassed, just tell us where this person lives now." Wen Zhiyue stared at Meng Qi with her cold eyes.

Meng Qi had no choice but waved his hand to summon a clerk, "Take three distinguished guests to see the messenger.

After the clerk took the people away, a guard came to Meng Qi and said, "Why don't you arrest the three of them and deal with them when the general comes back?"

Meng Qi glanced at the guard who was speaking, and patted his head with his hand, "No brainer, can we easily move those three people?"

"The Lord of the Gates means..."

"These three people, judging by their accents, must be from Kyoto. Tell the guards in the city not to stop them too much. If they have anything to ask, just tell them." Meng Qi walked to the city wall and looked at the people in the distance outside the city. In the dense forest, I kept praying in my heart that General Long could return to the city as soon as possible to avoid further trouble.

The clerk brought Wen Zhiyue and the others to Wang Yi's house and left.

"I wonder why you three came here at night?" Wang Yi asked softly.

"The letter from Kyoto was sent by you." Wen Zhiyue stared at Wang Yi with her cold eyes.

"Exactly the villain."

"The letter from Kyoto is being sent to the emperor personally." Wen Zhiyue asked aggressively.

"That's not true. Butler Meng Xiang gave it to me at the Kyoto Station."

"There is a clear stipulation in our court that border matters are decided by the Emperor of the Night himself. Listen to your words, you went to Kyoto to deliver a message and did not go to court to meet the Holy Emperor. You met with Prime Minister Meng in private." Wen Zhiyue looked gloomy.

"I was invited to Prime Minister Meng's Mansion when I entered the capital. If I don't obey Prime Minister Meng's orders, I won't be able to return to Mo Feng City." Wang Yi was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and trembled.

"Do you know what will happen to General Long, many soldiers, and the people of Mo Feng City once this letter comes out?"

"Meng Xiang said that as long as General Long leaves the city and helps calm down the civil strife in southern Xinjiang, the southern border will be able to live in peace, and General Long will have military exploits again."

He trembled, "If I had known that a letter would bring many harms, I would have risked my life to meet the saint and deliver the memorial to the temple."

Looking at the trembling Wang Yishi, Wen Zhiyue said no more, "From now on, you will stay at home and do not go out. When General Long comes back, you must explain this matter in detail."

"Yes."

The three of them left Wang Yi's house and went straight to the general's mansion.

"Who is it?" The concierge was woken up in his sleep, put on his clothes and came to the gate.

The concierge opened the door, looked at the three people in front of him, and asked softly: "What are the three distinguished guests doing here at night?"

"We are here to find the Long Qin clan."

Long Qin is Wen Zhiyue's aunt, Qin Yufei, the daughter of the former Northern Ling Kingdom's general Qin Yufei. Qin Yufei grew up in the border area and has a straightforward and unruly personality. She has the same personality as Wen Zhiyue's mother, Long Xueyan, and is a close friend.

When the Beiling Kingdom was destroyed, General Qin Shan died under Yue Huan's conspiracy, and none of the 10 soldiers survived. This is also the reason why the king of Beiling Kingdom allocated a lot of land to Tian Yu when he dispersed the kingdom.

"You are here to see Madam. You guys are coming with me." The concierge introduced the three of them into the living room.

Half a quarter of an hour later, an old man who was over fifty years old hurriedly walked out of the door. When the old man saw Wen Zhiyue, his eyes were full of surprise, "It's a girl here. After three years of separation, she has grown into a big girl."

He turned around and directed the maid beside him, "Quick, serve the tea."

Then he pointed to another maid and said, "Go and tell Madam, the eldest girl is here."

"Uncle Steward, long time no see." Looking at the energetic and strong Uncle Steward, Wen Zhiyue had tears in her eyes. She hadn't seen him for eight years since the last life. It's great to see each other in this life and that everyone is still alive.

The sound of hurried footsteps outside the door came, "Yue'er is here, let Auntie take a good look."

Hearing her aunt Qin's voice, Wen Zhiyue stood up and walked towards the door to greet her.

Seeing Mrs. Qin, Wen Zhiyue threw herself into Mrs. Qin's arms like a child.

"This child has a good relationship with his aunt. If your mother sees it, she will be jealous again." Mrs. Qin's smiling face was full of doting.