The three words "Sheep Whip Soup" made Fu Nanqian have a cold war. He looked at Si Yu with the look of whether you dare to stop being so doggy, "Don't, don't you, I'm joking with you. I'm going to Jingzhou tomorrow, so how can I have time to drink that?"

Si Yu patted Fu Nanqian's face and said gently, "I will ask the logistics department to prepare enough for you. One bowl a day will make you immortal."

Fu Nanqian, “…”

Fighting with the sky will bring endless joy.

Fighting with this dog is in great pain.

*

The next day.

Si Yu led the 500 Black Shield Army and the prince's team met at Xuanwu Gate and headed to Jingzhou together.

Before leaving, Song Zhao asked his servants to take out a large amount of food from the warehouse and bring it to the Black Shield Army, all of which were prepared for the people of Jingzhou.

The disaster relief silver was stolen and Jingzhou was drought. Taking food with him can save many people.

The prince knew that Si Yu wanted to lead five hundred Black Shield Army, but thought that his soldiers were not as good as the Black Shield Army, so he specially brought a thousand personal guards, half more than Si Yu.

There are so many people who want to kill him, who knows whether Si Yu will take revenge on his own?

Although Si Yu had the responsibility to escort him, he was also worried that Si Yu would go crazy.

Only when the more people you bring, the more secure the prince will feel.

In the prince's team, in addition to the prince who arranged a separate carriage, Master Huiling also rode a carriage alone.

The bead curtain of the carriage is thick and it is obscured. It is only in the most obscure crack, with a pair of turbid eyes, staring at somewhere.

Song Zhao relied on the carriage and suddenly spent sensitively on his little head.

Si Yu rode on a horse, wearing a black cloak, with excellent bone shape and a stature that stands out from the crowd of chickens.

He called out the prince and said in a low tone, "Your Highness, this time Jingzhou is asking for rain, the mountains are high and the road is far away, and I am afraid that the robbers will take their attention. This lord suggests that you should bring less people to avoid danger."

The implication is that he is too lazy to wipe his butt.

The prince tied the reins.

He wore royal blue clothes, his face felt cold and as cold as ever.

He tied a string of black Buddhist beads on his wrist and condescendingly, "The father has an order to ask the marquis to protect the orphan. The marquis is brave and a mere robber is no problem. If the orphan is injured, the marquis will probably be punished for the unfavorable crime!"

Song Zhao and Si Yu's eyes fell on the Buddhist beads on the prince's wrist.

The Buddhist beads are abnormally black in color, which is different from ordinary Buddhist beads.

Si Yu looked at it and always felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say it.

The prince felt a little proud when he saw that Si Yu had nothing to say.

Even though Si Yu's foundation now exceeds that of him, the prince.

But he was the crown prince one day, and Si Yu was his minister one day.

For example, now, don’t you have to protect him and be his shield?

Song Zhao had a slightly locked eyebrow, and his voice was bright, "Since His Royal Highness has brought so many soldiers, you might as well help the Black Shield Army share some food transportation."

The prince lowered his eyes.

In order to facilitate travel, Song Zhao specially changed into a simple scarlet skirt, which made him look slim.

She really grew completely.

A long crow-green hair was half-tied up, like a pile of clouds, making the face look as big as a palm, snow-white and delicate.

Song Zhao did not wear a golden hairpin, it was too complicated.

I only wear a beautiful lotus on my temples.

It is said that flowers embellish the beauty, but when it is placed on Song Zhao, it is because she embellishes the beauty of the lotus.

The lotus comes out of clear water and is naturally decorated.

The prince's Adam's apple rolls.

Originally, he could enjoy her... but asked Si Yu to get involved with him.

The prince's tone was cold, "The lonely soldiers had their own things to do. It was your business for you to bring food without authorization. Why did the lonely people get tired and hurt? This trip was to ask for rain to understand the suffering of the people. Princess Zhaoyang should not dress up like this, making people think that our royal people's wealth and ointment have ruined the reputation."

The prince's eyes were withdrawn from Song Zhao, mocking Song Zhao for his radiance.
Chapter completed!