C144 The Talisman Appeared(2)

"Pavilion." Ye Qingcheng saw the incoming person and caught the warm fragrance: "Pavilion Head..." The four lips instantly stuck together as the pavilion head hooked the man's neck. He tried his best to raise his head and offered himself without any reservation.

The black hawk and the black kite couldn't believe what they saw. The Twelfth Prince was someone they had to look up to. The serious-looking Grand Marshal actually hugged a man and kissed him happily. However, the two soon realized their responsibilities and the trust Ji Cheng had given them. They quietly hid in the darkness.

"Ahem..." Hu Lian coughed on purpose. The two of them hugged each other and finally separated. "How have you been, General Ye?" He was secretly glad that they were both old friends in the village. These two people really did not avoid it...

"Qingcheng, I have a lot to say to you." Fu Ting Zhi's face was still raised as he stared fixedly at the bright eyes under the night sky.

"Alright." Ye Qingcheng looked lovingly at the person whose cheeks were flushed red. "Let's get down to business first. Everyone is watching." The hand around his waist slid down and grabbed his hand: "Manor Lord Hu, you're too polite."

After returning to the ambush location, Ye Qingcheng roughly understood the plan: "My brother's unique hidden weapon is very tyrannical." Ye Qingcheng called out the black kite: "Blood will seal the throat." He then looked around: "Yuan, take a look at this distance. Are you confident?"

Black Yuan checked carefully for a while and said, "The distance is just right." After pondering for a while, she said, "If you want to take the commander's life in a chaotic battle, you don't have to worry about hurting the innocent." He knew Ye Qingcheng's true identity, so he was a bit worried about throwing out a golden needle. The twelve princes would blame the death of too many soldiers.

However, the henchman thought that Black Yuan was worried about hurting his own people: "We will try our best to avoid it. If we really can't avoid it in time... It's not a big deal."

Hei Yuan was stunned for a moment. He saw Ye Qingcheng wave at him: No." Oh..." She thought about it and took out a bottle: "Everyone, take the antidote first so you don't have to worry about accidentally injuring yourself." The medicine tube would be fine even if it was hit by the golden needle within two hours.

"I will be here..." Ye Qingcheng stood on the opposite slope of the ambush point: "I will use my bow and arrow to coordinate with you." Ye Qingcheng looked at the black kite and pointed at the possible location of the target: "Even with the help of the Hu clansmen, you will only have a second chance at best." His face darkened and he said, "You can only succeed and not fail."

"I understand." Black Yuan looked at the martial master beside her and thought, The prince's martial arts skills are not low and he has been through many battles. He also has soldiers protecting him. Even if there were Great Zhou's pursuers behind him, these soldiers would probably only be able to hold them off for a short period of time even if they risked their lives. He did not have many opportunities to make a move.

"Does Pavilion have anything else to say?" When the retinue saw that everything was settled, it was already late. "It's almost dawn. We have to hurry back to the city."

"Let's go." Fu Zhizhi was looking forward to hearing these words. He immediately ran over and stuffed his hand into Ye Qingcheng's palm. "Let's go back."

Ye Qingcheng instantly changed her smile and gently held her small hand. "I see that your complexion is not bad. Rumor has it that your illness is beyond cure. I am very anxious..."

"That is all a lie." Fu Tingzhi proudly raised his eyebrows. "If you don't want to join the court, then you have to suffer from an illness."

"You." Ye Qingcheng reached out and plucked the grass from her clothes: "Still as stubborn as ever."

The pavilion master chuckled: "Qingcheng, let me tell you something good." The pavilion leader stopped and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's clothes with both hands: "My chronic illness has fully recovered, and my voice is no longer low and hoarse." With Hu Lian and the others by his side, there were still many things he could not say.

"Hm... the voice is indeed different from before." Ye Qingcheng was extremely happy: "This is great! He doesn't need to suffer every month, nor does he need to drink bitter medicine every day. I'm so happy." He stretched his neck and turned his pretty face away. He kissed his forehead with extreme tenderness: "These rumors made me unable to sleep all night this year. Now I can finally relax. "

"That's right." Ye Qingcheng thought of the most important question: "When did Ting Zhi arrive? There was no news from before." He couldn't wait to rush to the meeting after seeing the familiar handwriting. Only then did he realize the danger along the way. Once the pavilion controlled the three armies, wouldn't it mean that they would become enemies with him in the future?

Fu Ting's mouth twitched. "It's still because Xuan Zhi offended His Majesty... Sigh, it's hard to explain in a single word. Let's not talk about this." He reached out and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's cheek, "On the contrary, why didn't you return to the court when you were in the Southern Plain? You didn't even look for me? "

"Stop messing around..." Ye Qingcheng struggled free from the hand on his face and took the opportunity to turn his face away to avoid the aggressive gaze: "This time, besides assassinating the first prince, I have some other matters to attend to under my father's orders."

The sensitive Fu Ting noticed that there was something in Ye Qingcheng's words: "Father's order? What does your father want you to do? Is it more important than going back to the court?"

... "" The subordinate under him increased his strength and tried his best to soften his voice. "Ting Zhi, after this battle, I am still unable to return to the south..." His voice slowly lowered. "I still need to go to the northeast..."