Chapter 70: The Great Song Prince——Zhao Yan

　　"The light will definitely drive out the darkness, and the Queen Mother and Mingzun will protect us in the vacuum hometown!

　　My fellow citizens, purify the darkness with me and embrace the light! "

　　"Bless the Queen Mother! Bless the Mingzun! Purify the darkness and embrace the light!"

　　"Bless the Queen Mother! Bless the Mingzun! Purify the darkness! Embrace the light!"

　　...

　　The enthusiastic and almost crazy shouts of the White Lotus Cultists echoed on the Qinhuai River.

　　The blood that had been killed on this small three-story boat flowed like a river, and the bones were like a mountain.

　　Inside the cabin.

　　A very beautiful, indistinguishable man in a red robe, dressed as a scholar, closed his eyes, and lay calmly on the rocking chair, opening his mouth from time to time to taste the amethyst grapes handed by the beautiful women beside him.

　　"Master Zhou, how long will it take for the people under your command to arrive?"

　　Zhou Ling, who was sweating profusely, bowed his waist humbly, and hurriedly replied:

　　"The humble official has just sent out the sounding arrow, and within a stick of incense, the young men under the humble official will be able to arrive, and will never let those demons of the White Lotus Sect harm His Royal Highness."

　　"Ah, very good."

　　The unfailing voice came from Zhao Yan who was on the rocking chair, making Zhou Ling's heart beat faster and faster when he was kneeling on the ground.

　　Zhou Ling is the military preparation envoy of Yingtianfu's military preparation department.

　　With such a big mistake today, he was already panicked.

　　He is now hoping that the people on the deck outside can hold on for a while longer, waiting for the people from Yingtian Mansion to come, maybe he can save his life by then.

　　Zhao Yan tapped the armrest of the rocking chair with his slender fingers slowly, slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his cheek.

　　"Master Zhou, a friend is here, go to the roof and ask him to come down and have a chat."

　　Zhou Ling looked puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more questions. He racked his brains to figure out who this "friend" was, and walked towards the deck on the roof without stopping.

　　...

　　Looking at the two groups of people fighting on the boat through the scarlet water, Yang Guo pondered for a while, parading against the hull of the boat, looking for a chance to get on board.

　　Wow~

　　With the sound of water flowing, Yang Guo jumped out of the water, using both hands and feet, within a few breaths, he had already appeared on the uppermost floor of the small boat building.

　　call--

　　A long knife came to kill him head-on.

　　Yang Guo's expression was calm, he dodged every move, he snapped out his sword finger, landed on the tiger's mouth point in his palm holding the knife, and easily snatched the white blade.

　　"The demons of the White Lotus Sect are attacking!"

　　"It's not good, there is a master, hurry up and ask Master Zhou to bring someone to support!"

　　...

　　Looking at the people guarding the hatchway, Yang Guo's eyes flickered with purple light, and he asked in a cold voice, "I'm not from the White Lotus Sect, don't waste my time, Li Qing'er from Nanfeng Pavilion, and Xue Muhua, the enemy of the king of hell, are you in there? Say something!"

　　Under the influence of the soul-shifting method, the expressions of the people in front of them froze.

　　"They're all there."

　　"Where!"

　　"Xue Muhua is on the second floor of the boat, and Li Qing'er from Nanfeng Pavilion is serving His Highness the Crown Prince along with other oirans and courtesans on the boat."

　　Hearing this, Yang Guo's expression was a little surprised, and thoughts flooded his mind.

　　'The prince of the Song Dynasty is not staying in Lin'an Mansion, what is he doing in Yingtian Mansion? Still come to the Qinhuai River to find a woman? I'm afraid I'm not out of my mind. '

　　Yang Guo frowned, he didn't want to have too much relationship with the people in the court.

　　I don't even want to get involved with this prince.

　　"Young man, Your Highness, please go down and talk."

　　Suspicion clouded Zhou Ling's heart, and he kept looking at the handsome young man in front of him.

　　Yang Guo was slightly surprised, nodded after thinking for a while.

　　Inside the cabin.

　　Yang Guo soon saw the embarrassed Li Qing'er.

　　But what attracted Yang Guo's attention more was Zhao Yan who was in the center with reddish pupils.

　　"You looking for me?"

　　Zhou Ling's face changed drastically, and he scolded angrily: "You country man who doesn't know etiquette, how do you talk, quickly salute and say hello to His Highness."

　　Hearing this, Yang Guo glanced sideways at him and said indifferently, "Are you talking to me?"

　　"It's not you..."

　　Before Zhou Ling finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yan.

　　"Since you are a member of the rivers and lakes, you don't have to abide by these red tapes."

　　Zhou Ling showed resentment on his face, and thought to himself: "Could it be that His Royal Highness wants to subdue this person for his own use?"

　　Yang Guo looked at Zhao Yan who was on the rocking chair with a smile on his cheek, and Zhao Yan was also looking at Yang Guo.

　　At this time, apart from the shouts of killing outside, there was silence in the cabin, and a needle could be heard.

　　"Master Zhou, please take these people away first, and chat with this young man alone."

　　"Your Highness absolutely must not, this person's origin is unknown, His Highness is..."

　　There was no smile on Zhao Yan's face, he glanced at Zhou Ling calmly, and asked lightly: "Why... Master Zhou, do you want to say it again?"

　　Hearing this, Zhou Ling broke out in a cold sweat, almost fell to his knees, and hurriedly replied: "I dare not for a humble job."

　　"Then what are you still doing here? Do you want to invite you alone?"

　　The black brocade clothes on Zhou Ling's body were already soaked with sweat. He knelt down and replied tremblingly:

　　"Your Highness is a man of gold, how dare you let His Highness be in danger, if something happens, you will not be able to escape the blame even if you cut him to pieces.

I also ask Your Highness to take it back. "

　　Zhao Yan stood up slowly and helped Zhou Ling who was trembling.

　　"Master Zhou's kindness is appreciated, but...Gu doesn't like people who disobey him, so...you know what to say and what to do, right?"

　　Zhou Ling's heart was beating wildly, and he was a little at a loss.

　　He is also an old fritter who has been in the officialdom. His martial arts may not be very good, but he still knows the rules of the officialdom.

　　He originally wanted to go through a process, but he didn't think that Zhao Yan would not follow the routine at all. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　"Humble job understands, humble job will take people away."

　　Zhou Ling was in a panic. After wiping off his sweat, he left in a hurry, for fear of offending Zhao Yan again.

　　The cabin fell into silence again.

　　Shaoqing.

　　Yang Guo was tall and tall, and asked bluntly, "What do you want me for?"

　　Most of the time, he doesn't like talking around the bush, and hates trouble.

　　Zhao Yan shook his head, sat on the rocking chair by himself, and said with a smile:

　　"Nothing else, I just wanted to see you.

　　Ask how you've been doing recently, but you look like you've been hurt, so you're not doing well after all. "

　　The corner of Yang Guo's mouth twitched, somehow wanting to slap him.

　　"You are still in the mood to chat with me, it seems that the people from the White Lotus Sect outside are not a threat to you.

　　Zhao Yan drew a grape and put it into his mouth with true energy, and stated calmly: "It's just some ignorant people who don't have awe, how can they pose a threat to me."

　　Seeing his skill, Yang Guo was a little surprised, but it was just a surprise.

　　"If you come to me just to say something, then I will not accompany you."

　　The voice fell.

　　Yang Guo cupped his hands, turned and walked towards the second floor.

　　Zhao Yan's sharp jade-feathered eyebrows frowned slightly, his expression was a little astonished, and he quickly returned to calm.

　　"Xue Muhua can't heal your injury, if you want my help in the future, you can come to me."

　　Yang Guo paused.

　　In my heart, I feel that the Great Song Prince is a little inexplicable, and even more so, I feel that there is something wrong with his mind.

　　Looking at Yang Guo's disappearing back.

　　A smile flashed across Zhao Yan's slightly red eyes, and he muttered to himself, "Interesting, interesting..."