Hearing this, everyone present looked at each other and was confused.

How come the Protector came out?

Li Yan quietly glanced at her aunt, and there was no surprise on her face, and she sat upright.

Just like she was sitting in the team of intruders holding knives and guns in the daytime, she sat steadily behind the screen.

In fact, Qichi was just thinking: he could still recognize himself.

When she got married, she saw only a rough look because of her etiquette.

Later, his brother passed away and he returned to the north overnight, and he had no chance to see him again.

Who would have thought that when he met again, he would recognize her at a glance.

"Where is the Great Protector?" After a moment, Qi Chi asked.

Luo Xiaoyi replied: "He was also leading people to track down several escaped Turkic spies. He searched the guest house because of this incident and offended the county lord, not intentionally."

It is reasonable and well-founded. If she uses this to make a statement, she will seem to be disregarding the overall situation.

She called Xinlu, and the latter returned to the room. After hearing her instructions, she went out again and said to Luo Xiaoyi: "If you have time, the general will wait, let the servants paint the county lord and set off again."

Luo Xiaoyi said "yes", and stood up while complaining: He is worthy of being a woman in the royal family, so there are so many damn rules.

Qi Chi didn't want to paint any makeup, he just wanted to put on Luo Xiaoyi.

The door was closed, and she comforted Li Yan with her eyes and asked him to drink a cup of hot tea.

While they were exhausted, Xinlu and Qiushuang also packed up all the things they could do.

Luo Xiaoyi, the cold wind that had blew outside the door for a long time, heard him stepping back and forth with the sound of steps at the door alone.

Later, Li Yan softened his heart and felt that it was almost done. She finally nodded and ordered to go out.

When he left the door, Luo Xiaoyi hurriedly came up to him.

He could not see clearly through the screen before, so he could quietly look at the Madame Protector whom he had never met before.

Qichi was covered with a hooded cloak, reflecting the lights, and the graceful figure that could be seen most clearly was his graceful figure.

He grinned, thinking that it was really soaked in the south, like tender willows.

Just as he was about to lead the way, Qichi took Li Yan, who was holding in his hand and said to him: "I forgot to tell you that the one you pushed before was my nephew, the prince of Prince Guang's mansion."

Luo Xiaoyi froze and glanced at Li Yan, his eyes dripped around twice, and he smiled embarrassedly: "How can that be considered a push? I want to support him."

After saying that, he had to reach out to help Li Yan, but Li Yan let him go and avoided it.

Qichi said, "Let's go."

Luo Xiaoyi was relieved: "Yes, yes, yes, let's go."

The lights were everywhere, and the city gates opened at night just to welcome the newly arrived hostess.

Since the Northland is known as the eight prefectures and fourteen prefectures, the Anbei Protectorate naturally has the governor's offices in the other eight prefectures and fourteen prefectures. Hanhai Prefecture is the seat of the president and is the Great Protectorate.

Just listening to this name is grand enough. Xinlu and Qiushuang whispered in the car from time to time, and they both felt that the mansion must be different.

Li Yan also learned these things, but later, he couldn't help but join them and asked, "Is it really that glorious?"

"It should be said that using military etiquette to welcome the head of the family today is also very glorious."

Li Yan thought about the treatment he suffered during the day, but thought that he was not like this, and his aunt might not be able to get on the carriage.

Qichi listened to their discussions every word and every word, but what he recalled was the scene in the daytime.

If I had known that it was him, I would have looked up openly.

At that time, Anbei Damao Protector was so powerful that he saw his wife with a sword.

As she thought about it, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smiled.

Xinlu quietly pulled Li Yan's cuff, signaled him to see, and said softly: Look, the head of the family is happy too.

Li Yan muttered: Is that true?

That might be a good thing.

With a command, the carriage stopped.

The two teams of guards did not make any noise along the way, and they stopped and made a uniform plan.

Outside, Luo Xiaoyi said: "It's here."

The curtain of the car was raised, and Qi Chi stepped on the ground, lifted up the brim of his hat, and looked at the door of the mansion in front of him.

Suddenly, Luo Xiaoyi, behind him, whispered to the coachman: "Remember to send Ma Haosheng back to the army."

She paid attention and looked back. Luo Xiaoyi had already greeted with a smile, raised her hand and invited them to the mansion.

Just looking at the mansion, the Protectorate is indeed considered to be grand and glorious. The characters on the plaque are also vigorous and powerful, and they should be from the calligraphy of Yan's family in Langya.

Fu Ting still knows a little about Qichi, for example, when he got married, he learned that his parents died in his early years.

Unexpectedly, after entering, I found it deserted.

This is usually the case when there are no elders and leaders in the mansion.

She is not unfamiliar with it, because the Guangwang Mansion is similar.

In front of me was a place to deal with business, and I did not hold any lights and saw any servants. When Luo Xiaoyi entered the door, he took a torch from the guards and shone the way.

When I arrived at the back house, I saw a few servants standing with their hands hanging down and lit up the lights in the yard.

Luo Xiaoyi was not good at entering again, so he handed over the torch to a servant and said goodbye.

"Can the Protector return tonight?" Qichi asked suddenly.

Luo Xiaoyi paused for a moment and smiled knowingly: "I'll go urge you right away."

After saying that, he held a punch and turned around and left.

Qichi put his fingers on the cloak and gently covered his lips, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

The question she asked might not mean to see the man. He was so meant by this.

He reached out and held Li Yan and entered the back house. Xinlu and Qiushuang had already stepped into the house to make some arrangements. When she entered the door, she happened to see them walking out with a wrong look.

"Honor, come and have a look."

"What's wrong?"

Qi Chi is in the door, take off his cloak, and look around the house.

The wind outside the window was strong, and the window edges were squeaking. The lights were not bright enough. Only one was lit. The illuminated place was simply furnished and old.

There is no gauze on the couch and the tent is hanging, and the screen is mottled.

Li Yan touched a Hu chair nearby and turned to look at Qichi: "Aunt, this place is a bit...

Shrimp.

Qichi took these two words in his heart, turned his head and went out, took the torch left by Luo Xiaoyi from his subordinates, and looked all the way to the front hall.

The snow stopped at night and fell again at night.

Among the snowflakes, several horses sniffed, gently digging the snow, without tying ropes, but did not run around.

A hundred steps away, a cluster of fires gradually faded in the rocks.

Fu Ting sat on the stone, his eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of wind and snow.

Several people on the other side were so cold that they were squeezed by the fire, their teeth trembling.

They are all his guards.

He put his sword in the snow, took out a wine bag from his arms, unscrewed it and threw it over.

One person answered, and happily clasped his fists: "Thank you, Protector!"

Suddenly someone approached and the foot creaked in the snow, Luo Xiaoyi was coming.

"The Protectorate is happy today, so he is so happy to have a drink." As soon as he arrived, he joked and threw a large bag of jerky to everyone.

He took the man and said, "General Luo has become the first person to meet Mrs. Protector."

Luo Xiaoyi cursed: "Fuck you, right? If we, the majority of the Protectors, can we recognize it at a glance?"

Futing sat still.

Luo Xiaoyi had already squeezed into him as he spoke and stuffed him a piece of jerky meat: "Don't worry, third brother, I've sent it to you well."

Fu Ting held it in his hand and tore it apart. He looked at him. He quickly reached out to stop him: "Your neck injury has not healed yet. Tell me less, just listen to me. It's nothing. The county lord's sister-in-law is not as unreasonable as we thought. She never messed around. Apart from hanging me for a long time, I'm afraid it's still for her nephew."

"Crown Prince Guang." Fu Ting suddenly spoke.

"Yes, yes, the little prince of the Guang Prince's Mansion. Hey, that boy..." Luo Xiaoyi said further and further away.

Fu Ting put the meat into his mouth and chewed it, remembering the situation during the day.

He remembered Li Qichi's face very clearly because when King Guang died on the night of the wedding, he also went over and took a look.

She also lowered her eyes at that time, and her expression was similar to when she was lifted by the tip of her sword, but she had two lines of tears less than that.
To be continued...