Everything the queen says is right

On the outskirts of the mountains, Guanyue Garden.

"Your Highness, I have found out that the ambush is indeed the Prince's." Hua Buran, the owner of Hualuolou Lizhou, quietly appeared in Tuoba Jun's room wearing a black dress and a special flower-carved mask, and said softly.

"There are more than [-] of them in ambush on both sides of the path we planned to pass through; according to the master's order, we surrounded them from the east and west sides, arrested them all, and left no trace of evil."

After hearing this, Tuoba Jun just slightly lowered his eyes and kept his expression on.

He is not surprised.

Yesterday, Ah Cha had already told him.

So he changed the plan. In order not to let the plan leak out, all the people in Jundu Hualuolou were useless. Instead, he mobilized thousands of miles and called the landlord of Hualuolou in Lizhou, Huaburan.

And today, it was only when it was necessary to enter the forest that the road was temporarily ordered to be changed.

In this way, even if the spy is hiding beside him, he can be caught off guard and caught off guard.

"The spy who hid, found out?"

"For the time being, we haven't leaked anything, but Jundu has been completely monitored by us. This mission failed. It should be within a few days that he and the prince can be caught and tipped off."

This prince seems to be impatient.

Even when his foundation was not stable, he did such a dangerous thing, and he didn't know if his father knew about it.

Tuoba Jun tapped his index finger on the table with a solemn expression.

There are too many things coming together and jumbled together.

The prince cannot raise private soldiers.

The upper limit of the guards that each prince can have is three guard battalions, each battalion has a number of about 3 to [-], and the total number of three cannot exceed [-].

Moreover, these so-called personal soldiers are all on the bright side, and His Majesty knows every move.

The things that were put on the surface were just used by the old emperor to win people's hearts, and the old laws of the previous dynasty have not been replaced for the time being.

According to His Majesty's deep thoughts, this personal soldier will be abolished sooner or later.

Tuoba Jun tapped the table faster and faster, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet room.

He remembered what Ah Cha said yesterday, and at this moment his eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

It is both a crisis and an opportunity.

Suddenly, he stopped beating, tilted his head slightly, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Is there anyone alive?"

Hua Buran: "Fortunately, I survived."

Tuoba Jun: "Are they all dead soldiers?"

Hua Buran: "The fangs have been pulled out, and they are currently tied up in the private prison of Guanyueyuan."

Tuoba Jun's eyes were serious, and the darkness in his pupils was even worse.

The sunlight outside the house was bright and dazzling, but he seemed to be in the dark, with a sinister temperament full of blood, with a touch of blood and viciousness.

This frail body is his best disguise.

The fragrance in the house is wafting, and the coolness of the ice cubes travels everywhere along the slight breeze.

After a long time, Tuoba Jun raised his eyes and said coldly, "Lead the way."

Upstairs in Zhaixing Building, a man opened his eyes.

Thousands of stars suddenly entered the eyes.

Qin Qingyue stared at the stars for a long time, her pupils gradually lost focus, and just stared like this.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blows.

He shivered suddenly, then slowly got up from the slump.

It's late at night.

Qin Qingyue gave a bleak smile, and looked towards the Thirteenth Emperor's Palace.

This is the Zhaixing Building, which is the highest building in the entire Jundu.

Everything is densely packed, as small as dust.

Qin Qingyue sighed and walked to the edge of Zhaixing Tower.

He only needs to take one step forward, and he can fall from here and be smashed to pieces.

The huge sense of depth is like an abyss that can swallow everything.

He stopped, straightened his back, and looked at the sky.

"Come on!"

shout out.

The stones in his hand fell in various ways, it was strange to say that they seemed to be thrown backwards randomly, but they all fell into the glass bowl in the center of the countertop.

Qin Qingyue closed her eyes, letting the cold wind blow from both sides.

A few minutes later, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, stumbled and almost fell.

"Master!" came an exclamation from behind.

A fat and dull child rushed up and supported Qin Qingyue who was crumbling.

On the ground, the chicken leg just held by the child fell.

The chicken legs rolled several times before stopping not far away.

"Master, what's wrong with you, don't you want me?" the little fat man wailed, he looked silly, but the fear and sadness in his voice couldn't be faked.

He is very scared now, so scared that he even lost his favorite chicken leg.

Qin Qingyue gave a bleak smile, and stretched out her hand to touch the little fat man's head: "Wen Ren, don't panic, Master has told you many times, people have birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, and no one can stay by their side all the time."

The little fat man's eyes were dull, and with some of his own stubbornness, he kept saying stubbornly: "No, no, Master, you can't leave me."

"My father, my mother, they don't want me, but you, the master, picked me up."

"Master, if you leave me too, I will really have no relatives."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, master."

The little fat man cried regardless, even though the master was still vomiting blood.

But he doesn't seem to notice it at all. His perception of his surroundings is very low, just like that chaotic new world, everything is fuzzy, and he doesn't have his own five senses and three views.

Qin Qingyue's eyes were soft, with a hint of sadness.

He looked at the child silently, feeling desolate in his heart.

This child was picked up by him two years ago.

This year is only 13 years old.

When he was picked up, he was sitting in a mass grave in a daze, with bloodstains and corpse water from biting the corpse on his mouth.

It stinks and looks like it hasn't been showered in months.

At that time, he was not fat at all, but skinny like a monkey, with bad yin and yang, protruding eye sockets, and there seemed to be no flesh all over his body, and his bones were protruding and exposed.

At first, Qin Qingyue just wanted to pass by.

After all, Daxing's old illness is too deep to be reversed by him alone.

What's more, he was born for the way of heaven, so he shouldn't do such things with karma.

However, it was the second of his hesitation that he realized that he was wrong.

The child did not chew on the corpse.

The blood and sap on his lip was that of a mouse.

Sitting under him were his parents who were beaten to death with sticks, and there were many scars on his body.

Xu felt that he was just a child. In short, he was thrown here randomly.

Although he is not smart, and even a little stupid.

But still trying to protect his parents.

That's right, he gnawed on rats because there were a lot of rats here.

The mouse came to eat the dead body when it was hungry. In order to guard the dead body of his parents, the mouse bit his parents, so he bit the mouse.

Simple, violent, direct, and clear.

Such a childish and incompetent method was the only way he could think of.

At that time, Qin Qingyue looked helplessly at the crazy little fat man.

He used his hands and feet together, waving them wildly, lying on the ground biting the mouse, and said viciously: "If you eat my parents, I will bite you to death."

Everything looks so absurd and ridiculous.

But Qin Qingyue couldn't laugh.