"Send someone into the mountains immediately. No matter what the cost, we must find this insect and bring it back. I will raise it myself."

Jing Yi folded the letter paper. The firm words showed that he had made up his mind and there was no room for doubt.

My mind is made up.

Feng Ran pursed her lips:

"I know you feel guilty towards Yunying, but if something happens to you and involves the Western Regions and the Eastern Ling Kingdom..."

When it comes to matters of family and country, love between young people should be put aside.

Jing Yi lowered his eyes.

Is it just a guilty conscience?

As time passed, many things changed, and many things remained the same. His feelings for Yun Ying were no longer the same as before...

treasure.

miss.

like……

He pursed his lips and did not explain. Feng Ran had never experienced this and did not know what love was. When she met someone she truly loved in the future, she would understand why he did this today.

Said calmly:

"Let's send someone into the mountains without further ado."

"You really are... Never mind, I don't care about you anymore! You can do whatever you want!"

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After the New Year, it is spring.

Zong Zhengchen was very busy. Tianshu City was located at the junction of the south and north rivers, and was close to the Wulan River. It was the most important economic development center of Dongling Kingdom. He had been preparing for this battle for several months.

The entire army is deployed.

Ready to go.

"Your Majesty, the left wing troops have completed their training and are ready to serve at any time!"

"Master, the Shadow Guards have mastered the new formation and can ensure it is foolproof."

“Your Majesty…”

Everyone reported, the atmosphere was solemn.

Zong Zhengchen closed the memorial and issued military orders one after another, "How is the right wing preparing?"

Han Feng replied: "We still owe some, and we are working day and night to catch up."

He frowned and stood up:

"I'll go and see for myself."

He left the house immediately and prepared to go to the military camp.

On the way out of the city, on a busy street, I suddenly encountered a commotion:

“Help!”

Bang!

In the area where the crowd was densest, a luxurious carriage fell heavily to the ground, knocking down three or four stalls, scaring the surrounding people and causing them to scatter hastily. Eight or nine killers in black clothes and veils rushed forward with swords in hand.

"Protect the princess!"

The guards immediately drew their weapons and started fighting with those men.

It's a mess.

Fierce fighting.

"Princess?" Han Ying's pupils shrank slightly when he heard these two words, "Master, could the person in this carriage be the princess of Nanyuan Kingdom?"

I was assassinated as soon as I arrived in Jiangnan. How can I explain this to the Kingdom of Nanyuan?

She was about to draw her sword to rescue him, but Zong Zhengchen stood still:

"What's the hurry?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, outside the circle, looking indifferently at the group of people fighting, with no intention of taking action.

Han Ying was a little anxious, but since her master didn't move, she could only watch.

The fight was intense.

The black-clad killer has the upper hand.

The killers came forward with great force and charged forward. A man in black, holding a sword, rushed straight towards the carriage and stabbed with the sword.

Swoosh——

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed.

A strong and powerful hand accurately grasped the wrist of the man in black.

The man in black was petite and slender, with his face covered with a cloth, revealing only a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes. He looked at the man in front of him and tried to pull his hand away, but couldn't.

Slightly surprised.

Immediately afterwards, a glimmer of interest appeared in his eyes.

The other free hand brushed through the sleeve, took out a dagger, and stabbed the man.

"Master, be careful!" Han Ying whispered.

Zong Zhengchen dodged by looking up and blocked it with his hands.

The man in black held a dagger in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, attacking from both sides at the same time. His posture was light and flexible, and he took the initiative to attack, attacking the man fiercely.

Pressing forward step by step!