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An army of ten thousand people, the momentum is monstrous!

Song Yi frowned slightly, and Yiqi had already arrived in front of him in an instant.

The eyes of the two met complicatedly in the air. Zhao Ke got off his horse, looked solemnly at the Seventh Prince in the distance, and then arched his hands at Song Yi and sighed, "Your family is waiting for you forty miles away. , Zhao Ke is ashamed of you!"

"The general and I have our own beliefs. How can we be ashamed of the two words? Going to Yanyun here will make you worry-free and relieved!"

Song Yi's indifferent attitude made Zhao Ke bow his head in embarrassment and sighed, "Although Zhao Ke was not the master of this matter, but I failed to make the master make the right choice, I should bear a huge fault... ...Mr. is a man who is indeed worthy of the word sage!"

Song Yi smiled lightly, remained silent, and looked a little dazed.

Not much is known about the jade seal. For hundreds of years, the world has been disturbed continuously, and no one has seen the appearance of the jade seal!It is rumored that the one who wins the jade seal will win the world.

It is true that Zhao Kuangyin's outstanding military exploits have contributed to the founding of Da Zhao's country, but in fact the most important thing is that Zhao Kuangyin got that seal!But this matter was not announced to the world.

This is on Zhao Kuangyin's side, but he also has his considerations!The first factor is that the world has not been completely settled, the world is not overwhelmed, he is waiting...

Secondly, although the crown prince had a choice in his heart, he was not firm, so he hid the secret of Yuxi until the end. Unfortunately, Zhao Kuangyin did not die in the hands of Zhao Ze, but died in the hands of Ning Shishi. In the calculation of...

In fact, Zhao Kuangyin asked Song Yi to hand over this seal to Yue Wu because he was ashamed of Yue Wu. At the last moment before Song Yi left Beijing, Zhao Kuangyin had a premonition of something.

But after Song Yi met Yue Wu, the seal did not fall into Yue Wu's hands. At that time, Yue Wu didn't say anything and didn't mention it, but he just acquiesced that Song Yi owned the jade seal... ...

In the meantime, Song Yi may not recognize the founding iron coupon, but he understands the role of Yuxi on himself.The reason why Song Yi has never been afraid of Zhao Ze, apart from his inherent planning, is actually part of the reason for Yuxi.

He has Yuxi, which may not be enough to change the sky, but it is enough to save his life. What's more, after Song Yi entered Yanyun, he has always been prepared!

The thing that Cui Wei promised Song Yi before leaving was to plant gunpowder in Zhao Zejun's tent. As long as Zhao Ze acted rashly, then Zhao Ze would definitely die first...

Few people know about these things, and Cui Wei actually didn't have the chance to detonate those gunpowder in the end, because Song Yi couldn't imagine how the battlefield would change at that time.

"I hope there will be no future..." Song Yi cupped his hands, turned and left!

The fleet over there retreated towards the sea, and the people in the entire fishing town were ready to go to the Koryo coast!

Looking at the familiar but soon-to-be-unfamiliar figure who didn't even turn around once, the Seventh Prince cried very sadly. Maybe from this moment on, he really is no longer a child, but at this moment, he is in the eyes of everyone. , like a lost child.

That square seal is actually like a dispensable waste rock in his hands!

......

Forty miles away, hundreds of people, a continuous convoy, are waiting eagerly!When Song Yi's figure finally appeared, those women ran over with red eyes in an instant!

Qingyan was holding the child, and Liu Qingci, although it was inconvenient, walked quickly with some emotion...

"Don't move, I'll go over!" Song Yi was startled and shouted loudly.

Over there, a few women stood there obediently, but their eyes and hearts were full of sweetness.

Being able to meet each other alive is the best thing in this life!

Song Yi walked over, hugged a few women in his arms with red eyes, but was embarrassed to find that he couldn't hold so many women!

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...Daddy!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, Song Yi was startled for a moment, and then embraced the smiling Xiao Wushuang from Qingyan's arms with a look of ecstasy.

Suddenly, the feeling of happiness could not be expressed in any words, he smiled at Xiao Wushuang foolishly, and kissed that immature face countless times...

"Let's go home!" Song Yi shouted with a smile.

"Hmm..." A group of women responded in unison, their hearts full of warmth.

The convoy headed north in the afterglow of dusk, and the cheerful little tunes wafted in the wind, and soon someone began to hum along.

Gradually, strange but very melodic cheerful ditties floated in the wilderness.

In the car, Qingyan lifted Fuyao's clothes and looked at the scars and sighed, "You girl, you are the one who hides the deepest in the house. Seeing your scars makes people feel so distressed!"

Fuyao smiled shyly, "It's okay, isn't there a saying called... well, how can a person not be stabbed in the rivers and lakes..."

"Who said that?" Qing Yan smiled angrily.

Fuyao thought for a while, then said with a smile, "Song Yi said it!"

Qing Yan shook her head and sighed, "Your Majesty, it's true, I don't know where I heard you from teaching you so many crooked sayings..."

"I'm afraid he made it up himself... I always feel that he is a person with more experience in the world." Fu Yao squinted his eyes and said, his expression was full of a touch of ease and contentment.

In the carriage on the other side, Zuo Qianqian leaned against the window in a sense of loss, staring at the sunset in a daze.

"Are we never going back?"

Song Yi glanced at her and said calmly, "If you want to go back, you can go back, but do you want to go back?"

Zuo Qianqian thought for a while, then shook his head and sighed, "I feel that things in the world are so fickle that people are caught off guard...I feel a little sad."

"It will always pass. Life is the same as the tea ceremony. It takes suffering to turn bitterness into sweetness. This process may be long, but if you look at it, the result will be good!"

Zuo Qianqian hummed, blushing slightly, quietly put down the curtain, and leaned into Song Yi's arms.

"I'm sad now, you hug me..." Zuo Qianqian whispered shyly.

Song Yi didn't wait for her words to fall, in fact, his hands had already been placed on her soft waist, and they were gently floating. While bringing Zuo Qianqian comfort, it also made her forget that Ning Fan died with her. Those remaining sorrows!

"Mingzhuan... Do you think the Seventh Prince will fight for the throne?" Zuo Qianqian snuggled into Song Yi's arms, her body throbbing slightly, she asked in order to conceal her shyness and trembling.

"I don't know, but the coming and going of this day is nothing more than a struggle for power. I don't care if he wants to or not! After we return to Yanyun, we don't have to worry about the affairs there anymore. The change of imperial power , I don't care!" Song Yi said indifferently, he moved his hand up a little, and slipped it from the skirt into Zuo Qianqian's underwear, touching a piece of delicate skin...

"Hmm... Itchy..." Zuo Qianqian moaned crisply, wriggling uncomfortably, and some longing gradually arose in his heart.

"Whoever loves to do things to become the world's champion, he will do it. Anyway, from now on, I will only do what I love to do..." Song Yi smiled badly, and held the soft and delicate ball of cream Nephrite!

Zuo Qianqian straightened her fair neck suddenly, and made a greasy and touching trill from her nasal cavity...