Fresh clothes and horses

Zhuge Xi once fell off the horse, and then climbed up the branch again.

The well-clothed and well-fed son has no shortage of people to support him, and naturally he will not lack an amateur servant with the surname Gu.

"Old Gu, you're back. I've been away on business for a few days, and we just had time to meet today." Jin Yiwei's deputy commander Ning Ming said, "Boss asked us to go to the palace to meet the saint."

Gu Yan nodded slightly, went into the room and changed into a flying fish suit.

Ning Ming grew up with him and never had any scruples. He leaned beside him and asked, "I heard that you were sent to spy on Zhuge Xi, how about it?"

"How about what?" Gu Yan paused.

"How about others, or..." Ning Ming rushed to him suddenly, "How do you feel?"

"Why do you ask this?" Gu Yan stared at Ning Ming's face, not wanting to miss any expression.

Is it what the emperor meant?

Ning Ming looked away and smiled nonchalantly: "I'm curious. You're so anxious, you're a good master after all."

"Emperor...what did His Majesty tell us to do in the past?"

"The cub surnamed Wanyan came to Beijing. On the surface, he came to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday. In fact, he probably wanted to ask for a marriage or to renew the contract."

"Wanyan and Ze?"

"Yes." Ning Ming said, "Your little master will go too."

"Let's go." Gu Yan straightened his clothes, grabbed the Xiuchun knife and stepped out of the door first.

The commander of Jin Yiwei was called Bai Zheng, and he ordered twelve brothers to stay inside the hall, twelve to guard outside, and the rest to patrol around.

Gu Yan stood on one side with his saber in hand.

It was still early, and the emperor hadn't entered the palace yet, so he listened to the eunuch's roll call.

"His Royal Highness Prince Wanyan of Beiliang has arrived—"

"The envoy from Beiliang, Qiwowenbuer, has arrived—"

Gu Yan tightened his fingers and grabbed the scabbard fiercely.

Wanyan Heze was tall, with profound features, and was dressed in an extremely weird manner. The minister who was seated first in the arena hurriedly looked away, unable to bear to look directly at him.

Wanyan Heze himself didn't care too much, even if no one talked to him, he still enjoyed himself and took it easy.He also looked at the royal guards with great interest.

"The Marquis of Dingguo has arrived—"

"Ding Guohou's son has arrived—"

Gu Yan subconsciously looked towards the door.

The first one to step in was Zhuge Hongyi, with a haggard complexion, he greeted others indifferently, and Shi Shiran took his seat.

I don't know if he was walking too fast or Zhuge Xi was walking too slowly. Everyone stretched their necks and waited for a while before they caught a glimpse of the slow cloud and water blue.

Gu Shan couldn't help his throat getting dry.

They haven't seen each other for more than ten days.

But it seems like a lifetime.