Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 570: Lao Tzu’s Sexual Blessing (3)
So, who is he going to vent his anger on?This is a problem.

There was a sound of light footsteps in the garden, Yingxue came out, saw him at a glance, greeted him, and said: "My lord, my concubine has been back for a while, and you haven't come back after waiting for a long time, so I went into the palace with the emperor." I heard that it is the Empress, I miss her so much!"

Zhan Beilie nodded. When the lioness was waiting for him, he was...

Being educated by Zhou Fu and being changed by Zhong Cang.

"Seventeen went too?"

"Yes, the little master went to the palace to see the little prince."

After handing the little song to Yingxue, Zhan Beilie looked up at the sky, and suddenly felt that going back to Chang'an was not a good idea.

He went back to his room to wash and change his clothes, lay on his back on the bed, and had a good night's sleep.

This sleep lasted for a whole day, and when I got up, Leng Xia still didn't come back. Zhou Fu brought a message, and Mingyue, the eldest maid next to Xiao Feng, came and said that the princess was staying in the palace for a while. For a few days, Zhan Beilie nodded, not feeling unhappy, after all, Xiao Feng is to the lioness...

Ahem, although I don't want to admit it, but my status is not much different from his.

Another day later, Zhan Shiqi and Zhan Xiaoguai chatted about the old days, and came back bouncing around, while Leng Xia still stayed in the palace, deeply in love with Sister Xiao Feng.

The Great Qin God of War turned into a wife-watching stone, waiting for his daughter-in-law to come back.

Sunrise and sunset, this waited for another two days, and the waiting Wangfu Shi had a bad temper and rage, seeing whoever she saw was unlucky.

Right now, the unlucky one is Zhong Cang.

He stood in front of the desk in the study, standing like a pine tree, without squinting: "Master, there is news from the secret guard that he has seen a person at the gate of Duozhou City, who is slightly similar to Dongfang Run, but only far away." Seeing a shadow, it was coming to the south, and before they could catch up, I lost the whereabouts of that person."

The sound of duk tuk duk spread in the quiet room, Zhan Beilie raised his eyelids, "Slightly similar? A shadow? Lost whereabouts?"

Every time you ask a question, the momentum becomes stronger.

Zhong Cang secretly minimized his sense of existence, silently cursed the two brothers Mutian and Muyang, and ran away after explaining such a sentence, leaving this thankless job to him. Are the eyeballs of the princess and others all green?

Those two are so cheap!
Zhan Beilie stood up slowly, looking at the bright sky outside, the more he looked at it, the more he didn't like it.

Angrily, he went straight to Zhong Cang: "When did the hidden guards of our Prince Lie's Mansion become so useless? It took so long to find someone's whereabouts? A little similar? A shadow? Lost whereabouts? Thank you for your kindness." Say it! You have the nerve to say it, but I am too embarrassed to listen to it!"

Zhong Cang was extremely wronged, it is so easy to find someone in this world, as long as the chosen route is a bit remote, walking all the way in the corners of deep mountains and old forests, and it is easy to become an inconspicuous person all the way, how can it be said If you look for it, you can find it, not to mention that the person you want to look for is the emperor of Dongchu, that city man who is full of calculations, Dongfang Run, if he wants to hide, who can find him.

A grievance is a grievance, a complaint is a complaint, a slander is a slander, but Zhong Cang absolutely dare not speak out.

A man without a wife can't afford to be hurt, there are only two words: suffer.

Zhong Cang was furious, and comforted weakly: "Master, if you and the little princess want to hide, Dongfang Run will never be found."

Hearing this, Zhan Beilie couldn't get angry. He raised his head and looked directly at Zhong Cang, until he swallowed his saliva and his poker face almost collapsed. How can the hidden guards of the palace compare with the crooked kid?"

"My subordinates, go out and stare at them, send them a message and ask them to search closely. There may be other clues, and they may belong to them!"

Zhong Cang finished a sentence quickly, without taking a breath in the middle, before the words landed, he fled away with a "swoosh".

Zhan Bei Lie Huo sat down, feeling somewhat unhappy all over his body.

"Duozhou..."

Something flashed through his mind quickly, it was fleeting, and he slipped away before he could catch it. Zhan Beilie stopped thinking about it, grabbed a military book on the table, and looked at it slowly.

God knows, he read it very seriously, but the pages of the book have been more than half an hour, and he hasn't turned a page.

God knows, his mind is full of calculations now, it looks like, maybe, should, maybe, a lioness can do it, so what?

God knows, thinking of this, Daqin War God's blood is surging, his wolf blood is boiling, and he is about to burn himself!
After a while, he called out in a low voice, "Wuying."

A black shadow flashed, and a person quietly landed in the room, saluting: "Master."

Wuying is the commander of all the dark guards, including Zhong Cang and Zhongchi, and five people are also his subordinates. The five are in charge of the dark guard strongholds of the five countries on the mainland, and Wuying is in charge of overall planning. Where Zhan Beilie is, he will Where does it follow quietly, without a trace, untraceable, but rarely shows up.

"What did the princess do today?"

The corners of Wuying's mouth twitched, and she silently shed bitter tears for being reduced from being the leader of the hidden guards to being stalked by the little princess.

"Master, the princess got up early in the morning, dressed like that again, and ran in the palace."

Thinking of the first time a lioness ran in tights, a certain man bent his lips, and a soft smile flashed in his eagle eyes. It has been six years since then!
"Hmm." Means, go ahead.

"Ahem, at noon, I was drinking with the empress in the imperial garden."

A certain man raised his head slightly, the book of war in his hand tightened, his sword-like eyebrows frowned, after thinking about it, he was relieved again, but fortunately the lioness is not drunk after a thousand cups.

"What about now?"

"I'm still drinking right now, the little prince is going too..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew past him, his hair was flying, Wu Ying looked around in a daze, where was the figure of his prince in front of him?
Helpless, looking up to the sky, crying, and sighing: Lord, the little prince is only five years old!

In fact, this is Wuying's misunderstanding. A certain man is not completely jealous. After all, the little bastard has robbed him of his wife for so many years, and his jealousy has been greatly improved by training. What he thinks is...

(End of this chapter)