"Master, how could something happen if we are so safe in the inn? This is obviously a worry-free—"

Halfway through his words, Si Yu's eyes pressed over with warning.

Di Ji became mute in an instant.

The other soldiers were silent.

Si Yu wiped his mouth and saw that Song Zhao had finished eating, so he led Song Zhao away.

Yun Xiu's eyes flashed, he patted Di Ji's shoulder, and said softly, "Since the master said that, you guys will listen to it. For nothing else, just treat it as the outer room that is trying to make the master happy."

"We are here to do big things, how can we worry about a woman of unknown origin?" Di Ji grabbed his hair, becoming more and more irritable.

He would rather not see that it was Song Zhao, at least he could still be willing to obey his master's orders. He was a woman who was willing to serve his master.

If they couldn't drink the fine wine, the other personal guards and the Black Shield Army were also a little unhappy. In addition, they didn't know that it was Song Zhao, so they didn't show any mercy in their words.

"Why is this beauty talking like Princess Zhaoyang... It's okay for Princess Zhaoyang to say that, how dare she talk nonsense in the outer room!"

"What else would happen tonight? Di Anwei will be in danger... It's so funny!"

"That beauty is really confused. She is afraid she doesn't know that even if we are all in danger, it is impossible for Di Anwei to have any trouble."

"It's strange. No matter how much the master likes the girl he likes, he is like Princess Zhaoyang!"

Yun Xiu smiled and said to them, "Okay, okay, although the master told you not to drink, it should be fine for you to drink a little bit. Anyway, we are all at the station, what can happen?"

*

The night slowly gets deeper.

The dark clouds in the sky covered the crescent moon, and the whole earth was drowsy.

After finishing the bath, Song Zhao gave up the clean room to Si Yu, and then walked to the warehouse where the private salt was stored.

At this time, all the five hundred black shield soldiers fell to the ground and snore because they drank too much. Some people couldn't squeeze down and went to the courtyard to sleep on the ground.

Only two or three Black Shield Army, who were responsible for the vigil, could barely sit on the steps, but the smell of alcohol could not be ignored.

Song Zhao passed through them, his delicate brows frowned slightly, "Didn't you say you can't drink?"

Several black shield soldiers leaned against the pillar lazily, and burped when they heard this, "It's Sister Yunxiu who cares about us. The wine she gave us is so delicious..."

It's Yunxiu again.

Song Zhao narrowed his eyes, "Go and cook some sober tea to feed them."

It was still a few hours before the day was dawn, and the Black Shield Army really felt it was unnecessary. "Girls don't have to worry too much, they will be fine after a night's sleep."

Song Zhao was helpless.

From the Princess of Scenic Spot to the humble outer room, even people can't move.

"Little Fairy, what are you going to do when you're so late?" Fu Nanqian asked with a fan.

He drank a large bowl of sheep whip soup, and his whole body was very hot and his mouth was dry.

"Fu... Master, can you get some sobering tea to feed them... although it won't be very useful."

Song Zhao sighed and looked at him with a sincere look, "Maybe you don't believe it, but if I look at the celestial phenomena at night, there will be dangers."

Although she and Si Yu had made complete preparations, Song Zhao didn't know what method the group of people stole the private salt in their previous life.

This life has been so much ahead of schedule. Perhaps the other party has changed a more extreme strategy, so she can naturally reduce the danger if she can reduce it.

Fu Nanqian's head was buzzing, he pulled the collar and sat on the ground, "My reflex arc is a bit long now. Just wait for me to go to the night lake bubble outside..."

She, "...", was convinced.

Fu Nanqian ran out impatiently.

Song Zhao had no choice but to go to the backyard where the private salt was placed to observe the situation.

At this time, the backyard was empty, only Di Ji was guarding the warehouse door.

Seeing Song Zhao appear, his eyes narrowed and he was full of defense.

He was afraid that Song Zhao would attack Private Salt, so he did not dare to sloppy easily. Even the wine sent by Yunxiu was only half drunk by him and his personal guards.

Song Zhao asked coldly, "Where have the other guards gone? Can't they all drink alcohol, right?"

After drinking, your combat effectiveness will be reduced by half.

When the other party comes, it will be destroyed.

Di Ji also said coldly, "Now that my master is not here, you don't need to take a caring attitude towards us. I won't eat your set!"

Song Zhao sneered, "I said something will happen tonight, so you can't hold on for one night? Why did your life be borrowed and you are in a hurry to pay it back?"

Di Ji laughed furiously, "You open your eyes and see clearly. This is a post station, so what's wrong? Besides, there's nothing wrong with us for so many days. It's enough to show that your so-called private salt stolen was made of something out of nothing. Now you are still exaggerating here. Are you cursing us?"

In Diji's opinion, even if there is danger.

That's also because of Song Zhao!

Song Zhao pinched his eyebrows, "It will be too late to wait for the danger to come. It is because we have been peaceful these days. We should be more vigilant at critical moments. You should call your personal guards over immediately. You must be stationed near the private salt tonight."

The purpose of those people is to steal salt. As long as the personal guards stay by the salt, they may not be given a chance to attack.

Di Ji sneered and lowered his voice, "Princess Zhaoyang, please stop at this time. If the master didn't like you, do you think I would continue to endure you?"

Song Zhao's eyes were gloomy.

"The three times you assassinated your master before... did you forget so quickly?" Di Jie licked his lips, and his tongue pushed his cheeks heavily.

Song Zhao's whole body stiffened, and his clear eyes quickly cracked and broke emotions.

It turned out that Di Ji had known for a long time... she had assassinated a powerful minister.

No wonder he hates her so much.

Di Jie saw Song Zhao's surprise reaction in his eyes, glanced down his lips, and said intriguingly, "I'm very curious. Why did you, who originally planned to destroy your master, suddenly start to consider your master everywhere? Is there really no conspiracy?"

Song Zhao pursed his lips, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he spoke hard, "I did something wrong before, but I'm already trying my best to make up for it-"

"If killing can make up for it, there will be not so many death row prisoners in the world?" Di Ji sneered, with a certain intense emotion surging in his eyes, and he said almost sharply, "Do you think that if you didn't kill the master, that's not guilty? Killing is the same as attempted murder!"

Killing is the same as attempted murder!

When Song Zhao heard this, his heart suddenly clenched.

It seemed like a big hand, holding the flesh on his heart hard, lifting the fig leaf mercilessly, leaving only embarrassment with shameless embarrassment.
Chapter completed!