Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

The carriage from South Vietnam set off again, but this time, not long after leaving the city, Hua Xia abandoned the carriage, stole eight of her beloved war horses, and rode them at full speed towards South Vietnam.

Ling Shuang was sitting in the carriage at the back, moving slowly, completely unaware that Hua Xia had already ridden ahead.

Badao followed behind, also riding a horse and could only see the horse's butt in the distance.

He, who was not good at speaking, was deeply shocked. The emperor did not tell him that the Imperial Concubine could ride a horse?

I originally thought that climbing over the wall was not something a South Vietnamese woman could do. Oh, Badao thought about it, maybe His Majesty really didn't know that Princess Anbei could ride a horse.

When they were in the hunting ground, the queen said that she couldn't ride a horse, so His Majesty turned around and took a pony to lead her back to the tent. Now it seems that it was all a routine, a routine!

There was no choice but to chase after his mission.

Badao chased after it, looking at the fierce horse that he had trained for a long time before becoming obedient with an unconvincing look, but the 'fierce horse' now obediently listened to Hua Xia's orders.

What a hell.

Even if we travel a thousand miles a day without eating or drinking, it will still take some time to reach South Vietnam, not to mention rest and supplies.

A few days later, Badao's eyes changed when he looked at Hua Xia. Is this person still the noble empress who was afraid of the cold and heat and disliked this and that in the Beiqi Palace?

The two men traveled day and night, but before they left Beiqi's territory, signs of Beiqi's troop mobilization were already very obvious, and eight faces visibly darkened.

It seems that this war cannot wait.

After arriving at the territory of Nanyue, the closer we got to the capital of Nanyue, the stranger the people on the road became.

On both sides of the official road, there were refugees in tattered clothes, dirty and unkempt, walking on crutches. The direction they were going was the same, and it seemed that they were going to the capital of South Vietnam.

Judging from the directions these refugees came from, they did not seem to be from South Vietnam. It was impossible that they were from Beiqi. They should have come from several nearby countries.

"Please be kind and give us something to eat." As the number of refugees increased, the two men could not ride their horses fast enough. They were surrounded by people on both sides, who came up to them with their hands outstretched to beg.

Badao was just about to say something and ask what happened when she saw the Imperial Concubine, who was a few steps in front of her, raised her hand and pulled the reins on the horse. The next second, the horse's two front hooves were raised up.

The surrounded refugees were frightened in an instant and subconsciously made way.

Then the horse carried Hua Xia away.

Eight: "......"

He reacted and hurried to catch up, thinking to himself, it's ok that she has no sympathy, but she didn't even give him time to find out the news...

The two stopped at an inn, and when Badao finally caught up, Hua Xia was already sitting at the inn table eating.

"Your Majesty, you should have asked them what the situation was just now." Badao walked up to Hua Xia and stood beside her.

"Don't call me empress."

Eight puzzled: "What is that called?"

"This is South Vietnam, so just call her Your Royal Highness the Princess."

Ba Dao: "......I understand."

"Don't you just want to know what's going on with so many refugees?" Hua Xia said, motioning the stupid guard to sit opposite her.

Then, he explained: "Among the refugees just now, in addition to the elderly, children, women and children, there are also some young and middle-aged people. Most of them are this kind of combination. They should be a family."

"Young people are strong and able to work, but they ran away at this juncture of the war. I guess they were forced to join the army by various countries. These people have elderly parents and children to take care of, so they probably found a gap and ran away."

"Then why did you come to South Vietnam?" Badao was terrified and looked at Hua Xia with fear. This Princess Anbei was not as simple as they had investigated.

With just a glance, he made a judgment about this group of refugees. Could such people really be manipulated and forced to come to Beiqihe?

"Perhaps it's the same reason as the multinational alliance. There's something in South Vietnam, or the South Vietnamese capital Rongcheng, that attracts them."

The longer they walked, the more Badao felt that Hua Xia was not simple. He also felt that the way Hua Xia looked at him became more and more strange, as if she was about to roll her eyes at him.

[Host, why are you glaring at him?] This guard is quite hardworking. After watching him feed the horses, the host's eyes behind him seemed to glare through him.

"Humph."

"I shouldn't have agreed to let Qin Xiu follow me, otherwise I would have been lying in the Duke's Mansion enjoying myself."

[......] 250 understood: [Host, you can't use your superpowers recklessly, or the world will collapse. ]

Not to mention whether it will collapse or not, even if it is not discovered and does not collapse, the host has traveled from Beiqi to Nanyue overnight. Anyone would think that the host is a monster and what mission he can complete at that time.

Before we even arrived in Chengdu, news of the war had already arrived.

Badao received the letter with a heavy face and handed it to Hua Xia: "Princess, the war has already started. The strange thing is that South Vietnam has not officially sent troops yet."

South Vietnam seemed to be waiting for something.

The two rode to the gate of Rongcheng. There was a luxurious carriage parked outside the gate. When Hua Xia passed by the carriage, she was stopped by a man standing outside the carriage.

"Your Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time. The Imperial Master has asked me to take you back to the palace first."

It turned out to be a eunuch. Hua Xia looked at him, got off the horse and got on the carriage, then stuck her head out and said to the eunuch, "Let him follow."

The old eunuch frowned and looked at Ba Dao, then was silent for a while and nodded: "Yes."

After entering the city, Hua Xia sat in the carriage and looked at the various people passing by outside. The streets of the capital were bustling with people coming and going, and there were stalls on both sides, with business going on continuously.

Such a prosperous scene formed a sharp contrast with the refugees outside the city. It seemed like a paradise in troubled times. The people all had smiles on their faces and looked like they were living and working in peace and contentment.

However, there was an indescribable sense of restlessness in the air, and the smiles on everyone's faces were filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

"parking."

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" the old eunuch asked outside.

"Let's not go to the palace today. Send me back to the Duke's Mansion."

"Your Highness, but the Imperial Master specifically instructed..."

"Why?" Hua Xia interrupted him, "How can a child, when his parents are seriously ill, not visit them first when he returns home, but instead go to the palace first?"

"But..." the old eunuch wanted to say something.

Hua Xia pressed on: "Isn't the eunuch close to the emperor? I'm sure the emperor can understand."

The old eunuch had no choice but to send Hua Xia back first.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the Duke's Mansion. Hua Xia just jumped off the carriage and saw another carriage parked at the gate. There was also a eunuch guarding that carriage. The eunuch recognized Hua Xia and saluted, saying, "Your Highness, the Princess."

Hua Xia didn't recognize him. Fortunately, the old eunuch asked, "Is Her Royal Highness the Princess here too?"

This Princess is naturally not referring to Hua Xia. Hua Xia's eyes flashed.

At this time, a woman in a bright silk gauze dress came out from the door. Her face looked a little pale, and the tasseled hairpin with curly grass pattern on her head swayed as she walked.