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Man Yue retracted the soft sword she had used to fight Meng Jiao, and looked at the girl who was playing with the black iron spear calmly.

"The girl's habit of hiding her strength has never changed."

Meng Jiao tapped the Adam's apple that Man Yue had disguised for her.

"Not a girl, call me Master."

With her eyes curved like the full moon, she secretly rubbed her sore wrists, feeling a sense of pride in her own child having grown up.

"Yes, my young master."

The sound of horse hooves raised dust and thunder rumbled in the sky, and it looked like a violent storm was about to come.

Before being swallowed by the rainstorm, Zhan Nanchu rushed into the Northwest Army Camp with the rescued Mr. Yuan. Without time to settle the old man, Zhan Nanchu fell asleep in bed.

Nan Chu was very tired after days of traveling and fighting. Not only did he have to destroy the hidden smuggling lines along the way, but he also had to arrange for new candidates to fill the vacancies.

The letters to Meng Jiao mostly reported good news but not bad news, but in fact, it was not relaxing at all.

The Turkic plot lasted for decades, and once it was broken, most of them resisted with the determination to die, which was why it took them more than two months to reach the northwest.

Zhan Nanchu didn't know that the good boy in his own palace was already on his way...

The first thing he did when he woke up was to ask if there was any letter from Meng Jiao. He accepted his fate. If he hadn't promised the little girl to save Mr. Yuan, he would have gone back to see her the next day after they separated.

Zhan Nanchu curled his lips when he opened the letter tied to the pigeon's foot. His letters were a thick stack, but the little girl only replied with a few words each time. Oh, he really wanted to hug her.

In the next tent, Yuan Chenqi slowly sat up while stroking the deed to the shop where he had an engagement with his late wife. If it had not been for the regent's rescue, he would have died in a foreign land.

And his granddaughter, thanks to the regent who took care of her out of the old relationship between their fathers. Thinking of this, he patted his wrinkled robe and walked to the next room.

Zhan Nanchu picked up his pen and wrote a lot more, asking someone to send it to his Jiaojiao. When he put down his pen, he heard someone outside report that Mr. Yuan wanted to see him.

He quickly folded the letter and sent it away, while he looked at the person approaching with curiosity.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Chenqi knelt down in front of him without saying a word.

"The whole Yuan family is grateful for the care of the prince. If it weren't for the prince's rescue, I would have been..."

Zhan Nanchu couldn't keep calm anymore, he hurried over to help the man up. Not to mention that the old man was much older than him, he was the little girl's grandfather, how could he bear it?

"Master Yuan, you don't have to be polite. You are a citizen of Longning, so that's what I should do. Besides, you are Jiaojiao's grandfather, so there's no need to be estranged from me. I will arrange a carriage for you to return to Beijing later, and you can return to Beijing soon."

Yuan Chenqi didn't expect that the legendary ruthless regent would be so easy to talk to. Yes, he was ruthless, but he was upright. Especially when it came to the people of Longning, if you think about it carefully, everyone he killed was a sinner of Longning.

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhan Nanchu with a bit of respect.

"The Regent is truly Long Ning's great hero. I admire him. When I return to the capital, I will personally come to thank you."

"No need to thank you, but I have something to ask of you, and I hope you can consider it."

"Anything, as long as I can do it."

Yuan Chenqi couldn't believe that an old man like him could have something that the Regent King would ask for, so he asked in confusion,

"I wonder if Mr. Yuan still remembers the child of Marquis Anping. He is now in my palace."

Yuan Chenqi's expression changed, and his old face suddenly showed some shame.

"I have to thank the Regent for his care. I once went to look for that little guy, but Xue not only kicked us out, but also implied that my son came to ask for money.

Later, when we learned about Xue's evil deeds, we felt even more guilty. We didn't realize her hardship when we were young. She finally lived with you and enjoyed happiness. We know that our current conditions are not as good as yours, so we can only inquire about her situation in private and dare not come to disturb her. How is the child now?"

Zhan Nanchu nodded.

"She is very good, and I think you may have misunderstood. The little girl is a very strong girl. Besides, she will be coming of age next year. I am not her real relative after all. I will help the Yuan family return to its peak. I will trouble you to organize her coming of age banquet then."

The old man couldn't figure out why Zhan Nanchu helped the child so much, and could only attribute it to the fact that the little guy met a noble person.

Little did she know that this nobleman had evil ambitions, and wanted to eat up the little white rabbit in his nest. Ever since he knew her feelings, he had been thinking that he must not personally help her organize the coming-of-age banquet. He wanted to marry her, and he didn't want others to think that he was just her brother.

At this time, Meng Jiao was still on her way on horseback...

A group of people were sent to escort the intercepted people back to Beijing. Zhan Nanchu pointed to a dense forest near the Turks on the map and said to Qin Sheng,

"If your intelligence organization is not working, just disband it. You didn't even find out that such a large area is the hiding place of the Turks."

Qin Sheng sniffed, his face no longer had the usual calmness and brightness, he looked like a refugee leaving the village.

He thought to himself that if he wasn't on the same side with this guy, he would have to fight him. He was in the wrong, but he couldn't stand the loss.

"Your shadow hasn't been found either... humph"

Zhan Nanchu raised his eyebrows.

"Who said my people weren't found out?"

Qin Sheng paused while wiping his face.

"What do you mean? Do you have a way to avoid that miasma forest?"

Zhan Nanchu stood up and walked out of the tent. He looked at the setting sun that was gradually intersecting the horizon and spoke slowly.

"No hurry, we'll do it at midnight."

Qin Sheng was too lazy to ask. Ever since this guy knew his feelings, he had been eager to speed up the resolution of the matter so that he could go back and hug his little baby. He acted as if no one else had such a desire.

But thinking about all the letters he sent to Man Yue, the cruel woman didn't reply to any of them.

I'm so angry. He was just a playboy in the past. He didn't know he would meet her at that time. Now he has changed his ways.

After getting the jade pendant back from that Phoenix man this time, he will go back to the capital to annoy her to death. Humph, I don’t believe that I can’t marry a woman!

At midnight, Zhan Nanchu led Qin Sheng and a team of people into the tunnel that had been dug long ago. Qin Sheng jumped and had no problem walking upright. This guy, the tunnel had been dug long ago but he was still acting so pretentiously.

At this time, Meng Jiao was still on her way on horseback...

In the dense forest, Qin Buyan, Qin Sheng's Phoenix-man father, was chewing beef jerky and communicating with Xue Yunzhao with vicious eyes.

"You'd better tell the truth. If you are caught here, you will die."

Xue Yunzhao took a sip of the strong liquor, his face full of indifference as if he was planning a strategy.

"Oh, a little impatience can ruin a big plan. We only need to hold on for half a month, and the kingdom of Longning may still be in someone's hands."

Li Buyan looked through the firelight at Xue Yunzhao who was squinting, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"What do you mean? When did smuggling have anything to do with the throne?"

Xue Yunzhao threw the wine jug to him with great force, hitting Li Buyan's chest with a dull sound.

"Why do you think I led Nanchu out of the capital? You may have forgotten my position."

Li Buyan held the wine bag tightly, with a myriad of thoughts running through his mind.

Xue Yunzhao, the commander of the imperial guards? He, he is going to rebel?