Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

The boy with the crown of hair trembled all over and came back to his senses. Oh my God, he was in a daze in front of the masked man, this murderous maniac. It was really hard to be alive now. Many years ago, he was a little guard beside a general. He was lucky enough to see the ghost-faced war god in front of him once on the battlefield. He was obviously about the same age, but he had already become famous in that battle.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. No offense intended. Please spare your life, Your Majesty." The young man quickly changed his posture, kowtowed twice, and then did not dare to raise his head again.

Nanshan pressed Xuan Qingyi's hand and mouthed: "They don't seem to have any malicious intent." Otherwise, in this busy market, they would have succeeded long ago, but they did nothing and did not harm innocent people.

Xuan Qing also held her little hand. He agreed with her idea, so he calmed down and turned to look at the kneeling person: "Tell me, what tricks are you, the regent, playing?" At the same time, His slender fingers made a "step back" gesture toward the window, and the voices of the men in black nearby disappeared instantly.

Wu Shen: Yes, when they returned to Langzhou this time, they brought some secret guards. He didn't see them holding hands, but the secret guards also saw it. Why did they tell him to "go away"... He felt a little bit resentful. Come up.

"It's really nothing. Please check it out, Your Majesty. As you can see, we really don't mean any harm." He has performed several missions in South Vietnam, and each time he returned disappointed. This time, taking advantage of the crowds on the street during the festival, Just try your luck. Who knew that this ghost-faced Shura was not staying in the capital, but also in Langzhou? Soon he would be caught red-handed again.

However, the old prince gave many warnings not to leak the news, for fear of causing unintended consequences. Besides, although the prince was prolific in killing people, the old prince told them that as long as they did not threaten the people of South Vietnam, the ghost-faced war god would definitely spare their lives.

This trick has been used last time.

very effective.

"But this is our land of Dai Viet!" Xuan Qing also said, and a pressure spread out.

"My lord, what you said is true. Please spare my life, lord." The young man felt the pressure and lowered his body. He managed to hold on without falling, but his mouth was filled with fishy sweetness.

He really couldn't say, "But we will never harm a hair of the people of South Vietnam. Your Majesty, you have also seen that we really have our own difficulties."

Xuan Qing did not answer, and the air was terrifyingly quiet.

"The last dish, roasted flowers..." The waiter pushed open the door and saw a man kneeling on the ground. Blood was dripping from the corner of this man's mouth. He retracted one foot that he had just stepped through the door. , "I didn't see anything, sir. Please excuse me." Then he quickly closed the door and ran back to the lobby.

As soon as I returned to the lobby, I saw my boss Wu Shen coming in with a happy little girl.

The waiter hurriedly greeted him: "Master, you are here. That's great. Please save the little one!"

Wu Shen: "What happened?"

The waiter told the waiter what he had just seen in the Yajian. Wushen asked about the location of the Yajian and knew that his master had caught a fish that slipped through the net. He gave the waiter a few words and took his hand. The roasted duck was served and he was left to do his own thing.

When they got upstairs, a fence had been erected outside the private room. Wu Shen asked Achun to stay outside the fence and watch, and told no one to come close. The secret guards put on plain clothes, pretended to be passers-by, and hid in the store. in the crowd. Seeing that everything was in order, Wu Shen pushed the door open and went in with the roasted duck.

As soon as he opened the door, he felt the pressure of his master. Wu Shen composed himself and said: "Two distinguished guests, our restaurant specializes in Langzhou roast duck for the New Year."

Of course, he saw the hand held by the god and his master. Ahem.

"The shopkeeper." Nanshan held Xuan Qingyi's hand and said to Wushen, "Please go out first."

"Yes." Wushen left angrily. Originally, he wanted to take a few more glances.

After closing the door of the private room, Wushen stood at the door and refused to leave. He knew that the man kneeling on the ground was the last time he led someone to Langzhou. He didn't do anything bad or good, he just came here secretly. It didn't look like he was spying on military intelligence. There must be something else difficult. Things to talk about.

He had to listen.

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"Don't be afraid." Nanshan signaled Xuan Qing to stop talking. Since the other party was not here to spy on military affairs, he looked troubled, "But when I ask you a question, you must answer truthfully."

"This..." The boy hesitated.

"No need to panic, just say yes or no. Otherwise." Nanshan looked at Xuan Qingyi, he had to be the bad guy.

"Five horses cut the body into pieces." Xuan Qing also said calmly.

The young man hurriedly said yes.

Nanshan glared at Xuan Qingyi. He was famous for being different. He could tell any nonsense. Why.

"Do you know that as non-national military generals, you entered our South Vietnam territory in this way as a provocation?" Nanshan asked seriously.

"Yes." The young man kowtowed again. Nanshan turned away and said, "No need to kowtow, just say it."

The young man said yes, he was afraid, who is this girl? Why did even the Ghost-Faced God of War remain silent in front of her? He was sweating for himself. How could he look at her like that just now? If she gets angry, his head will be gone, and he will never see the old prince again.

"Then you still took the risk to come here because you had something you had to do?"

"Yes."

"Is this thing related to South Vietnam?"

"No."

"Is it related to national affairs?"

"No."

"The secret history of the royal family?"

"......Um......"

Xuan Qing also raised his eyebrows.

"Are you looking for someone?"

"Yes."

Nanshan turned around and looked at Xuan Qing. It was obvious that they had the same idea.

"Have you ever found it?"

"Not yet."

"Come next time?"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty and Miss."

"Can you report it first when you come next time?"

"Let the girl arrange it."

"Okay. It seems that the person you are looking for is not in any danger at the moment, so next time it is better to treat it as an ordinary Xiling caravan and exchange information."

"Thank you, Your Majesty and Miss, for your consideration."

Nanshan knew that Nanyue and Xiling had always been friendly in history, so the person who could make Xuan Qingyi fight with each other from afar was probably someone from Xiling, right?

"Okay, then you can go. Okay?" The last two words were said to Xuan Qingyi, who nodded.

The young man was still kneeling cowering, and he stood up only after hearing Xuan Qingyi say "Go away".

"Wait." The young man just opened the door and was about to leave when he heard Nanshan say something again.

"What are your orders, girl?"

"Why were you staring at me just now? Have you seen me?"

Xuanqing was also speechless.

"This..." The young man glanced at Xuan Qingyi secretly and saw that he was looking out the window and seemed to be relatively calm.

"I do think the girl looks familiar."

After saying this, he was kicked out by Xuan Qingyi.