The Concubine’s Daughter Comes Around

Inside the carriage, Wu Jitian took out a dark blue handkerchief and handed it to Dong Ling, with an exquisite floating cloud pattern embroidered on it.

"Wipe it." Wu Jitian looked at her sweat, and couldn't help but wipe it for her personally.

Dong Ling froze for a while, and it was not good to see that he took it out, and respectfully took it: "Thank Prince." Then, she wiped off the sweat from her forehead and habitually received her

In sleeves.

It was also after this set of actions that she reacted incorrectly, and then confronted Wu Jitian's meaningful eyes, and suddenly was embarrassed and wondered what to do.

It seemed too late to pull it out and go back. Besides, the veil was wet, but it was not properly placed in this way, and the scene was always deadlocked.

Dong Ling suddenly had a clever idea, and his cheeks were not shocked. He opened the curtains calmly and enjoyed the scenery along the road.

Seeing this, Wu Jitian also teased his mind and looked at the book intently. Dong Ling unconsciously left off the title of the book, which is a "Warring States Policy."

She stared at the book and unknowingly started. What is Kyoto like now? Is it as usual in memory?

"But worrying about Dongfu?" Wu Jitian's tentative inquiry broke the tranquility of the air.

"No." Dong Ling didn't seem to want to talk, but such Dong Ling seemed to be worried about Dong Fu in Wu Jitian, but the dead duck refused to admit it.

"Actually you don't have to worry. I will be your patron, even if you dare to do it."

Wu Jitian's remarks wanted Dong Ling to be careful. He had already sent someone to arrange the affairs of Dong Fu. I just hope she doesn't worry too much.

"The purpose of my visit to Beijing this time is to get revenge, and I have two ways to win and lose. I think about it. As for the family, in case I have a three-pronged one, I would like to ask for more help."

Dong Ling uttered this statement with a deadly tone, which surprised Wu Jitian's heart. His daughter was so ambitious that he did not fear death, so he admired him heartily, so he secretly

After making up her mind to the capital, she must keep her safe.

In a blink of an eye, the sunset was westward. The gate of Kyoto was right in front of it. It was magnificent and huge, standing on one side, covered with moss, telling the ancient myth of the city.

"Let's go!" Wu Jitian calmly got out of the carriage and came to the gate of the city, where some soldiers were patrolling. Many people wanted to enter the gate and hold the customs token.

Line up.

"Well, isn't this the third prince? Why didn't you stay in Bianguan and stay back in Kyoto? Did you run away after losing the battle?" This disdain revealed the man's arrogance, Wu

Jitian looked homeopathically, and the man looked thin and boney, with a sharp-billed monkey cheek.

Wu Jitian turned a blind eye to the behavior of these little people to find a sense of existence, and did not answer. Instead, he naturally took care of his clothes and completely ignored the half-dead person.

"He's the three prince who was defeated by the enemy?" There was a constant stream of harsh public opinion.

"Look at this, that's it."

"Waste! It was he who let us lose two cities. How many people were displaced, I fled from the border, even my wife ..."

I do not know who suddenly burst into a loud voice and stood crying in the crowd, a bleak look that suddenly aroused the anger of the masses.

Immediately afterwards, I didn't know where some eggs came flying horizontally and smashed into Wu Jitian's carriage. Then the people laughed and even said they did a good job.

Victory or defeat is a routine thing for soldiers. It is normal for a battle to lose, but today's people have assigned full responsibility to Wu Jitian, and it can only be said that they are ignorant.

Dong Ling looked at the sticky egg liquid near the window frame, and couldn't help but glance at Wu Jitian, but found that the person could not change his face when faced with such a situation.

Advanced City. "

"Yes." Lin Zanggang avoided a flying stone and dragged the stone into the archway.

The carriage started, and with the murderous look of Lin Zang, the people behind did not throw anything anymore. After all, they were all guards with knives. They also knew the difference and let the way go.

It still chattered.

Xu Shilin Zang was afraid of such a change, so that his owner was aggrieved again, so he set up the carriage in person, and saw that the horseshoe was moving at a high speed as if it were not on the ground.

After crossing the street, came to the residence of the three princes.

This mansion is still unfinished and used as the prince, so the sign above is also the three prince's mansion, which has not been changed to his current title.

When he got out of the carriage, Wu Jitian looked at the familiar wall with a lot of emotions. The so-called things are wrong, what he said is what he looks like now.

"Go in!" Wu Jitian was rarely sad, but in a blink of an eye, he was the fierce three kings, as if only an illusion.

At this time, the Three Princes' House was surrounded by a leak, and the surrounding area was covered with Jinyiwei. Basically, it was one step in ten steps.

"Prince, please stay."

Jin Yiwei stopped Wu Jitian.

"Why? You dare to stop our prince?"

The sword in Lin Zang's hand quickly came out.

"Master Lin must blame the younger."

The leader of Jin Yiwei glanced at the sword in Lin Zang's hand, and Pi Xiaorou said with a smile: "Small is acting on orders. If you have any opinions, please meet the Holy Spirit directly."

"How dare you slander the prince! I think you're tired." Lin Zang was angry, but was stopped by Wu Jitian.

"You are too arrogant, but at the foot of the Son of Heaven, dare you resist?"

The Three Princes' Palace was originally located in the most prosperous street in Beijing, and there was a constant flow of people. In addition to such a farce today, almost the entire street was surrounded by the Prince's Palace.

Outside, it was lively, and from time to time, he took out the things in his vegetable basket to greet Wu Jitian.

The public opinion on the side of the people almost fell to Jin Yiwei, and scoffed at Wu Jitian, the so-called prince.

"What a **** prince!"

Looking at Wu Jitian standing next to himself, Dong Ling was a little bit distressed. His Royal Highness was dignified. At this time, he had fallen to such a level that the people were suspected of being abandoned to this point, and he faced his hands.

People without the power of chickens cannot fight back.

The atmosphere was ignited again. The fierce-looking brave man rushed towards Wu Jitian with a large bucket of pig blood, and shouted, "Wu Jitian, my brother is because

You were sacrificed for poor leadership, and you returned my brother's life! "

"Master is careful!" Lin Zang took the lead to block Wu Jitian.

However, the two were not showered with pig blood as they imagined. Instead, they were just the leader of the Jinyiwei who was just shining in front of them, and was caught by the bucket of smelly pig blood.

From head to toe, it turned into a **** pig, without a clean place.

"So disgusting!"

Suddenly, the Jinyiwei messed up and helped their leader wipe the blood on his body. No one was willing to let go of the opportunity to please his boss. Just like this, you and me.

In the end, it all became a big face.

"Haha, deserve it, deserve it, really deserve it! Dignified Jin Yiwei has become a big cat!" Lin Zang looked at the tragic situation of the leader of Jin Yiwei, and smiled, clapping and applauding.

"Let's go, come on!"

When Wu Jitian was still confused, a cry from Dong Ling made him realize instantly that this girl used a hidden weapon to let the big man spill the pig's blood.

Dong Ling rode on a high-headed horse and took the customary Guan Gong's sword in his hand, like a majestic female general.

Then she stretched out her hand, and flew Wu Jitian, the eight-foot man, onto the horse, moving at full speed, and rushing towards the palace at full speed.