The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 196
"I don't think this will work," Zhao Shuang thought for a moment, then looked at the desert in the distance and said, "Yucheng is heavily guarded, if Mingjing is allowed to take Yulinwei and Huxiaowei to attack the city in a grand manner, it will definitely startle the snake, and there will be more than one time. If we can't capture Yucheng, Xiao Yan will be vigilant, and it will be even more difficult for us to kill him."

Ming Jing looked at Zhao Shuang quietly, with some unspeakable emotions in his eyes.

"Then what's your idea?" Yang Xuan glanced at Ming Jing, seeing him quietly staring at Zhao Shuang, couldn't help feeling unhappy, "The boat rented by Bei Cha can only bring three or four people at most, it's impossible Take the entire Habayashi Guard and Tiger Guard with you."

"Traveling by land is hard work, Zhang Ruixue was too sad yesterday, I am a little worried about her. How about this, let Ming Jing go back and bring Zhang Ruixue, the four of us will follow Abu to Yucheng by water, and Mao Hu will take the army by land," Zhao Shuang bit Chopsticks, thinking about it, "When we enter the palace and kill Xiao Yan, the Yaoren Corps will be reduced to ashes, and Mao Hu will lead the troops to attack the city."

"My lord, why don't you just listen to what the concubine wants..." Before Ming Jing could finish speaking, he saw that the man in black had an extremely ugly expression, so he quickly stopped talking.

"Why did you take Zhang Ruixue to Yucheng?" Yang Xuan held back the dissatisfaction in her heart, pulled Zhao Shuang and asked in a low voice, "I originally planned to let some sergeants take her back to Shangjing..."

"Since she has already followed to the northern border, how can she feel at ease if she doesn't see us avenging Cheng Qian with her own eyes? Besides, Shangjing is now...not much better than the northern border. What do you want her to go back to?" Zhao Shuang didn't like Thinking of it, he patted his shoulder and said, "What I mean, you just do it."

Yang Xuan was about to speak again, but Ming Jing stood up, clasped his fists and saluted, "Yes, this subordinate will do it now."

Zhao Shuang waved his hand, and the young man in northern costume retreated, and hurried out of the city to find Zhang Ruixue.

Becha and Abu sat for a while and left the tea shop.

Zhao Shuang and Yang Xuan wandered around Changzhou City for a while, and then found a restaurant for lunch.

They made an appointment with Abu to meet at the Yuding Lake pier after lunch. There was still some time, so the two waited in the restaurant while silently watching the scenery on the street.

"I don't think Mingjing looks at you right." Yang Xuan walked to the window irritably, and glanced at the crowd downstairs wearing all kinds of Beiliang costumes. "He almost doesn't see me as a prince anymore!"

Mingjing is now the princess who opens and closes his mouth, and only listens to Zhao Shuang's orders in everything. Yang Xuan has long been suffocated and embarrassed to explode in front of Mingjing.

Zhao Shuang was sitting at the round table, drinking the milk tea from Beiliang country leisurely, adding sugar to it constantly, "You still don't allow people to abandon the dark and turn to the bright?"

"I'm telling the truth! I'm not joking with you," Yang Xuan walked back to the table and case, sat down beside her with her robe lifted, decisively pulled her into her arms, and said in a low voice, "You are not allowed to talk to him in the future."

Today he was wearing an open-collared tunic from the north, which made him look even more like a bee waist and long legs. His slender figure is very attractive, but since morning till now, the woman hasn't even looked at him.

They just reunited yesterday, and he could still comfort himself by saying that Zhao Shuang must be too tired. Seeing Mingjing today, he felt a sense of crisis suddenly descending.

"What are you doing! You're wearing men's clothing!" Zhao Shuang quickly pushed him away.

Although this elegant seat is upstairs, it is relatively quiet, but if someone looks up in the street, they can still see the situation inside at a glance.

"I don't care!" Yang Xuan hugged her again.He endured it all day, seeing that she was still acting neither salty nor dull, he was already in a hurry.

"Don't be a villain," Zhao Shuang pushed him away with two ounces of internal strength, and gathered his clothes together, "To tell you the truth, except for Mingjing, Mao Hu and Linghu Kong have already surrendered to me. Already!"

"What kind of sincerity?" Yang Xuan just received a slap from her but still didn't give up. He frowned and pressed her into his arms again, "What is there between you and me?"

Pushing and shoving back and forth, Zhao Shuang was too lazy to resist anymore, so she had to be rubbed into his arms, her little heart beating wildly.

Although she still had the strength to push him away, she didn't do it for some reason.

After she reacted, she raised her head again and warned, "Don't touch me, I... I want to rethink the relationship between you and me."

The man had long felt that something was wrong with her, but he still felt a dull pain in his heart when he heard her speak out today.

"Shuang'er, what do you mean? You and I have only been separated for a year, and your friendship with me has changed from strong to weak, but my heart for you..." Yang Xuan looked at her in shock, and began to chatter again. The Jedi told how his life in the northern region was worse than death during this time, and after going through all kinds of hardships, Master Jingyi went to West Yunnan to visit her with a good fate stone bracelet and shark fin bones.

"Stop talking!" Hearing his non-stop chatter, Zhao Shuang's heart became even more confused, and she was afraid that she might say something wrong and complicate the relationship between the two, so she waved her hands and said, "The enemy is now, let's not talk about this matter."

Only then did Yang Xuan calm down, still smelling black all over, sitting at the table and drinking milk tea as wine.

It was really hit by the Taoism of Cheng Ling Yao. As soon as this woman regained her memory, she despised herself, and she didn't know what would happen in the future.No, I have to find a way to destroy her line of defense.

While thinking, the man tightened his grip on the clay teacup in his hand.

The shadow of the sun is slanting to the west, in the dark place at the corner of Changzhou City.

A black-haired young man was following an old man in white. After bouncing around for a long time, he asked loudly, "Becha! Foster father! How much will I get for running the boat this time?"

Although Becha is Abu's adoptive father, the two don't live together, and usually call him by his first name like friends, and don't pay much attention to father-son etiquette.

The old man in white turned his head, reluctantly took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, and stuffed it into the young man's hand, "That's all."

"That's all? I saw the prince gave you an ingot of gold..." The black-haired boy quickly stepped forward, blocking the old man's way, "Auntie is sick, and I'm still waiting for me to bring the silver back. You can give me some more." !"

The difference between the market price of gold and silver is not a little bit. Didn't Bechamo want to monopolize that ingot of gold?

"It's so troublesome! I love money so much at such a young age!" Becha muttered, fumbled in his sleeve pocket for a long time, and then took out another ingot of silver, nagging, "I dragged you so much, You haven't repaid me yet! You know you want money from me!"

"Thank you!" Abu quickly snatched the silver, stuffed it into the purse, and asked, blinking his bushy eyelashes, "Father, why don't you go to Yucheng by yourself? Do you want me to take them there?"

"I..." The old man showed embarrassment and hesitated for a moment before he said, "Is it necessary for me to take care of such a trivial matter? Your kid has nothing to do at home, so why don't you go to the boat?"

The old man was about to leave.

"Becha!" Abu suddenly grabbed the little old man's sleeve and said, "Mother, she... won't let me go to Yucheng, saying that Yucheng is an ominous place."

"Don't listen to her nonsense!" The old man caressed the young man's temple hair and ears lovingly with both hands, and whispered, "You must protect the regent, he is our benefactor."

(End of this chapter)