Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 330 Turn over and dismount (1)

   It was late at night, and the cold wind was howling.

   Sun's Servant galloped all the way to five miles outside the city, turned over and dismounted before the tent.

After    showed the token of the East Palace, the majesty's guards let go.

   "The one at the far east is His Royal Highness's tent." The guard reminded.

  The maid of honor smiled and thanked him, holding the whisk and walking towards Zhuge Ye's tent.

Most of the   100,000 horses had already camped on the spot, leaving only 1,000 people to visit and guard.

   Even so, Sun Maiden did not dare to underestimate these thousand people. Even from the west end to the east end, the distance of a quarter of an hour was broken, and the waiter Sun was sweating profusely by the powerful coercion emanating from the soldiers.

   Sun's Servant stopped and looked at the three main tents. He couldn't help but be slightly confused. The Maharaja had one tent, and the Prince had one tent. Whose are the remaining tents?

   But right now, he remembered the emperor's instructions and didn't take it to heart.

   Soon, he arrived at Zhuge Ye's tent.

  The guard told him that Zhuge Ye was with the Majesty, and both of them had rested.

   This is not intended to be passed on.

   But the emperor's life was difficult, but he still worked hard to clear his throat.

   After a while, Zhuge Ye came out.

"What's up?"

   Zhuge Ye's face didn't look good, and his left shoulder was a little stiff.

   Sun's Chamberlain said, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

fine?

   You are tried by the maharaja!

   Zhuge Ye said with a sullen face: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

   "Yes!" Sun Nei Shi's eyes swept around.

  Zhuge Ye understood and led Sun's Servant to a blind spot in the north of the camp.

   "Father asked you to come?" Zhuge Ye asked with a frown.

   Sun's Chamberlain nodded, lowered his voice and said, "The Emperor asked His Highness to return to the palace quickly."

   Zhuge Ye's expression remained the same: "No need, you go back and tell the emperor that I will stay with my grandfather for one night, and then go to the city tomorrow."

   "This..." Sun's Servant was a little embarrassed, "His Royal Highness, the emperor must have his own reason for such an order. Do you...do you want to think about it again?"

   It's no secret that the emperor and the majesty were at odds, if not for the empress and the two of them, they would have fought long ago. As for the reason for the disagreement between the two, Sun's Servant didn't know, but Sun's Servant knew that His Royal Highness the Prince and the Majesty were too close, and the Emperor was more or less uncomfortable.

   Seeing that Zhuge Ye didn't respond for a long time, Sun's inner servant said again: "Your Highness, you have already done your filial piety when you welcomed the majesty."

   should also go back to coax the emperor.

  Zhuge Ye touched the wound on his left shoulder, and said slowly, "My injury has not healed yet, so I'll go to Beijing after a night's rest."

   Having said that, Sun Nei Shi could not persuade him any more, so he said: "In this case, the servant will return to the palace to resume his life."

   "Well." After a pause, Zhuge Ye said again, "She didn't see the bird I sent?"

  The waiter Sun was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Zhuge Ye was talking about Chu Qianqian, smiled, and the waiter Sun took out a small bag from his wide sleeve: "The servant almost forgot."

   Zhuge Ye took the kit, walked to a big rock, sat down and looked at it.

   She thought that she would be a little angry if she left without saying goodbye. In fact, she was really angry, otherwise she would not have written the letter clearly, but she would rather throw it away than send it to him. Fortunately, Sun Nei Shi was smart and secretly put away the letter she threw away.

   No, not all Sun Nei Shi is astute. If she really wasn't happy for him to see it, she wouldn't be able to write it, and she wouldn't be able to give Sun's servant a chance to steal it.

   Turned his mind, Zhuge Ye smiled slightly.

  The first letter - "Who misses you? Don't put gold on your face!"

   Zhuge Ye touched his chin and smiled even more.

   "Are the birds you sent edible?"

  Zhuge Ye touched his stomach, feeling a little hungry.

   "Xiaobao wets the bed again."

   "Xiaobao asked where his father was, and I said you were coming back soon, and I don't know what date you will be back."

talent?

   Zhuge Ye smiled again.

   "Have you removed the stitches? Remember not to get wet."

   "Turn around, I'm behind you."

  Zhuge Ye was suffocated, sweating suddenly, turned around, only to see the empty camp, he turned over the note again, and on the back were written in large characters, "Hoo! It's so relieved!"

   Zhuge Ye's eyes turned cold, he really needed to clean up!

Although Chu Qianqian put it together, but knowing that Chu Qianqian wrote to him every night, Zhuge Ye was still very happy, and even the fact that the wound was sewn into a centipede by the maharaja was not so annoyed, humming. Xiao Qu'er went back to the tent and was about to show off her wonderful wife to the majesty, but as soon as she walked into the tent, she felt a powerful murderous aura!

   And this murderous aura, he couldn't even feel it when he was at the door!

  Because of this, the night guards didn't even notice!

   Zhuge Ye's eyes widened, and he looked at the ghostly shadow.

   Shadow held his dagger high and approached the head of the bed step by step.

  Is this an assassination attempt?

  Zhuge Ye moved a single palm, splitting a cold palm wind.

  The man turned sideways and flew out of the tent through the gap.

   This movement disturbed the patrolling guards.

   "Who? Stop!"

   "There are assassins! Quickly catch the assassins!"

  The guards drew their swords one after another, and the scene became chaotic.

   Zhuge Ye chased out in the direction the man in black fled. Outside the door, the guards had quickly stepped up their guard outside the tent. Among them, the tent that didn't know who lived was the most crowded.

   Zhuge Ye hurriedly glanced at it, but didn't have time to care.

   The man in black has extremely high martial arts, and ordinary guards can't catch up with him.

  If it wasn't for Sun's inner servant who came to him, and if Chu Qianqian hadn't written a lot of letters to him, he would have already slept in a daze, whether he would have died under the assassin's dagger.

   Zhuge Ye narrowed his eyes coldly, took out three hidden weapons, and shot them at each other.

   (end of this chapter)