The Prince's car is very shock-proof, and it is almost free of bumps and vibrations, just like in the clouds.

Yange was almost asleep by the car.

At some point, the Prince heard her asking, "Are you sorry?"

Yange was a spirit, looking up at the Prince in confusion.

The Prince was looking at her with certainty, all eyes were puzzled.

She could have enjoyed Jinyi, she did n’t have to travel around, and even a 95th Supreme likes her to spoil her and protect her, but it ’s for a very risky one that can be taken apart at any time and is not her own. Identity, she gave up everything, she would not succeed, would not regret it?

He raised his chin and said, "This palace can give you a chance to regret it."

Yan Ge looked at him with gratitude, respectful salute: "Thank Your Highness."

But when she raised her head, her expression was firm: "Although she sometimes regrets it, this road is for her subordinates, and her subordinates want to finish this road, so as to live up to the highness of her Highness."

The Prince's fingertips moved, but he didn't speak again. He retracted his eyes and leaned on the pillow, as if taking a nap.

At the General Wuwei Mansion, the position of Yange was not the same as that of the Prince.

And most of the participants in the banquet were generals, and the scenes were incompatible with the words.

After three rounds of drinking, the prince probably went to Divide and left the field with General Wu Wei.

These generals let go of their lively and lively fight.

The dancing women also started to dance ...

Words of Song: ...

Fortunately, she was sitting in a corner, and it was still very inconspicuous. The two people sitting around were probably in the bottom of their careers and had been drinking down their heads.

The prince was gone a long time ago, and a small cricket who had been serving her around whispered to her and said, "Servant Song, the general wants to say a few words to you, can you move?"

Yange glanced at Xiaoge, who was busy handing General Wuwei's warrant to Yange.

After confirming that it was General Wu Wei, Yan Ge got up and left with Xiaoyu.

When she left, she noticed that the people sitting in the left and right positions were relieved. The expression was like sending away a plague god.

Can these two men be escorted for her?

Yan Ge's doubts flickered by, and she followed Xiaoyu through a garden. The silk and bamboo sounds in the yard gradually went away, and she felt a sense of distance.

"You're waiting in the distance." Someone suddenly made a noise, but it was General Wuwei who hadn't waited for a long time by the corridor.

Xiao Yan got the words, busy hiding in the night.

Yange took a step back and kept a little distance from General Wuwei, chanting: "Congratulations to the general ..."

Before she finished speaking, General Wu Wei raised his hand to grab her wrist.

Yan Ge stepped back again and turned to the side again. She opened the folding fan "唰" that was not in her waist and was pinched in her hand. She raised her eyebrows and asked coldly, "Why is this general?"

The folding fan is a hidden weapon-like self-defense thing that Qingda helped her to build. If you do n’t open the machine, it is no different from a normal fan, but when the machine is opened, the poisonous needle hidden in the fan will pop up.

There are no lanterns under this corridor, and the night is dark, but General Wuwei at this moment can clearly see the alertness and precaution on Yan Ge's face.

Only after knowing it later did he know his own mistakes, he said quickly, "Shaojun, I'm your tiger brother, you, don't be afraid of me, I won't tell you what happened."

Brother Huzi, this is the name of the host Zhijia Dalang when he was young.