The return of the late emperor

Someone came towards the tent, and they realized the problem almost at the same time, so they had a tacit understanding and kept silent. He Wen was still sitting, but Min Ke and the two of them consciously got up and stood inconspicuously. corner.

Therefore, when Artur first entered the camp, he did not notice Min Ke and the two of them. He glanced at the cup in He Wen's hand, and said with a loud smile, "How does my Bantu's tea taste, can it compare to Dong Da?"

"I'm quite appetizing as a subordinate." He Wen is not a fool. Artur has been probing him again and again in the past few days, and he can always answer these sensitive questions without leaking anything.

"Hahaha, as long as Mr. Pu is used to drinking, it's fine, but this king didn't come to you for such trivial matters." Artur laughed loudly, as if the person who asked this question on purpose just now was not him.

This is the simplest verbal confrontation between people. The two are of equal rank. If you want to find out something useful, you have to have a long-term exchange.

Ming Ke, who was standing in the corner with downcast eyes, couldn't help slightly raising his head to look up at the rumored favorite young son of King Bantu. The next generation Bantu King, Na Miner...

Min Ke glanced at Ren Ming lightly, and knew that this person was also thinking of going with him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling very happy, and thought, since this is the case, it is also to blame for the little prince of Bantu not to meet him. The two of them, so that they were missed.

He Wen also laughed and said: "Then why did the little prince come to find the next official?"

"My king wants to go back to the capital, so you stay here." Artur said with a gloomy gaze, "I will also ask you to seal this trip, Mr. Pu, and I hope that my lord will not disappoint the little king's painstaking efforts." ah."

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at the tent he was in at this time, but everything he saw was normal. In the empty tent, apart from a large round couch, there were only two waiters. Servant... Servant?Artur frowned, he remembered that he had never called this Pufang, he took a closer look at the two people in the corner, and there was a slight arc of warmth on his lips.

But at this time, because of Artur's words, He Wen recalled what he saw in the dark that day. When Bantu's horn sounded, under the dark night, there were soldiers fleeing in all directions, and some stood up to meet the enemy. The sound of fighting was endless, and the rust-like smell filled the tip of his nose. Dongda's border camp became a Shura hell, but Pu Fang escaped. Fortunately, the man died in his hands in the end, so As the ghost emissary of Wuming Pavilion, I did another unpaid business...

However, this deal seems to be worth it now, He Wen withdrew his thoughts of boundless memories, his expression was calm and calm, and he spoke clearly: "Then Pufang's future depends entirely on the little prince." He bowed and saluted, between words He was full of smiles, and when he bent down and looked down, there was an imperceptible coldness in his eyes.

"Hey, who are they?" Arthur asked in amazement, but secretly touched the blood knife hanging from his waist.

Helu and Shag have been staying by Artur's side for decoration since they entered the tent. Although they have been silent all the time, they have been paying attention to all the movements of their little prince. Now when he touches the bloody knife in his waist, he knows He was intent on killing those two people in the corner, and Helu was used to pretending to be stupid, but Shag knew how to fall in love with his master, so he walked slowly to Minke and the two, but simply put The knife at the waist was pulled out brightly, and it was placed under Minke's neck, waiting for Artur's next order.

Ren Ming didn't like being threatened like this. Even though he knew that he was in Bantu's camp, he couldn't control the disgust in his heart, because it reminded him of the past few years...

If the disparity in power between people is too great, the stronger party can easily threaten the weaker party, which will exacerbate the sense of insecurity in the weaker party's heart. When Ming Ke was in power, Ren Ming would I couldn't feel at ease, even though Min Ke never used his identity to force him, it was because of his personality.

"My lord, my wife is timid. Could you move the blade out a couple of inches?" Ming Ke stretched out his hand to hold Ren Ming in his arms. If this person turned his face here, it would not be a good end.

The neither humble nor overbearing voice attracted the attention of everyone in the camp. He Wen didn't answer, but Artur asked again with great interest: "Master Pu, you really said it."

Shagar didn't receive Artur's order, so he still held the handle of the knife tightly, and the blade was facing Min and Ke, but it didn't move out at all.

Ren Ming's body trembled, although he knew that he was not afraid, but Min Ke's left hand around him was still tight, and he stretched out his right hand decisively. With great strength, he pushed the blade two inches away. Shag's subordinates exerted great force and forcefully pushed the blade back to its original position. Minke frowned, turned his head to glance at Ren Ming, Seeing him staring at the blade, he sighed softly, turned his fingers into palms, and directly grasped the sharp edge with flesh and blood, "Don't be afraid, I will always protect you."

"They are an ordinary couple in Dongda. Now I can stay safely in this Bantu camp because they saved me. Last night they were taken back to the camp by soldiers on night watch from the outer city. I selfishly wanted to save them, to repay the grace of saving their lives."

He Wen, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke out. He never thought of being able to hide it from everyone in the camp. Besides, Qu Da originally intended to sneak into the camp, but Artur's coming here was exactly Qu Da's intention. Whether the little prince believes it or not, he just needs to give him an excuse.

"Really, that's a coincidence." Artur suddenly laughed in a low voice, and then slowly walked to the side of Minke and the two. He signaled Shag to let go, but began to slowly look at the two of Minke.

Shag let go, but the blade was still held in Min Ke's hand. Seeing this, Min Ke only loosened his grip on Ren Ming's left hand, and then turned the blade upside down. The cold light dazzled people's eyes, but Artur never Blinking, he didn't worry whether the blade would face him in the next moment and threaten his life. He just guessed with great interest what the person in front of him would do next.

However, at the next moment, it was something Artur had never expected.

"My lord, return it to its original owner." Minke held the knife, but he didn't give Artur a look, walked up to Shug as if no one was there, and inserted the blade back into Shug Waist, "Please put it away, don't take out your wife at will to threaten the little people again."