Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

Shi Yin and three people led the army to Beijing, day and night.

Just when he was about to approach the capital, someone suddenly blocked the army to see him.

It was Han Zongyan who came.

Han Zongyan bowed to the three of them, and said: "The capital is not far away. The soldiers are traveling thousands of miles. How about setting up camp first and resting for a night?"

"I also have something to say, I want to talk to General Xu alone."

Pei Bin and Chen Rongyu looked at Shi Yin.

Chen Rongyu was impatient, and said bluntly: "We came all the way to save you, and the matter is not done right now, how can we stop here?"

Han Zongyan smiled and said, "I sent the letter from King Qin to the Northland."

"I can put the head on the head and assure you that it is true that someone intends to usurp the country, but His Majesty's life is indeed safe now."

When Chen Rongyu wanted to say anything more, Pei Bin stopped him.

Pei Bin said: "Uncle Pingling is a close minister of His Majesty, so we naturally believe it."

"Er Chen, the brothers are all tired too. Take a good rest tonight. If you want to work hard, it will be tomorrow."

Shi Yin glanced at Han Zongyan, then looked at the two of them, and said, "What General Pei said makes sense."

Two of the three decided to stay temporarily, and Chen Rongyu couldn't say anything more, so he went out to give orders.

The soldiers moved very quickly, and within a short while they cleaned up the main tent first.

Shi Yin and Han Zongyan stayed in this tent.

Han Zongyan looked at Shi Yin, and said with great emotion: "It's been a few months since we last met, Master is no longer the same as before."

"No matter how you look at it now, he is a young general in high spirits."

Shi Yin frowned slightly, not wanting to go around with him here, and asked: "Aluan...how is he? Is he seriously ill or in danger?"

Life is safe, but it is not completely safe.

If there is anything...

Shi Yin pursed his lips and clenched his hanging hands tightly.

Han Zongyan coughed and said, "This... I think, it's better for His Majesty to answer this question for you personally."

After finishing speaking, Han Zongyan turned to the entrance of the tent and shouted loudly, "Come in."

Someone came in from outside.

The hood covered his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly, only half of his chin was exposed.

Based on this alone, Shi Yin already knew who he was.

He is all too familiar.

The visitor took off the hood, looked at Shi Yin with hope in his eyes, and with a little timidity, he softly called out: "Shi Yin..."

Han Zongyan looked back and forth between the two of them, covered his lips and coughed dryly, and said, "I will take my leave first."

As he spoke, Han Zongyan quickly exited the tent, and closed the curtain intimately.

He raised his hand and beckoned two people over, and ordered: "Stay here, no one is allowed to come in or out."

The two replied: "Yes!"

Han Zongyan thought for a while, and added: "You... stay away from the camp."

Those two people didn't know why, but they still agreed: "Yes."

Han Zongyan looked at the tent, shook his head, sighed again, and said with a tusk, "What's all this about?"

Nor can he be idle.

There are still people in the south waiting for him, a messenger, to deliver a letter.

inside the tent.

Shi Yin looked at the person in front of him, he seemed to be a little taller than a few months ago, but his complexion was not very good, his lips were also pale, he frowned: "You... are seriously ill, but is it true?"

A Luan didn't expect Shi Yin's first sentence to be this, so he suddenly laughed.

Shi Yin immediately knew that the news about his serious illness was false.

A Luan hurried forward to hold Shi Yin's hand, and said: "I'm really sick, but it's not that serious, don't be angry, I didn't mean to trick you into worrying."

"I thought you wouldn't come."

"That's great, you came to save me."