Zhao Xiaole returned to the back hall, wrote a letter, found a carrier pigeon, and released it.
When the saint saw this scene, she remained silent.
If she left Yun Mansion like this, she would lose the final opportunity to win over King Ping Xi, so she was naturally unwilling to do so.
Zhao Xiaole was even more unwilling than him.
With his arrogant temperament, how could he allow himself to leave Yun Mansion in such an embarrassing manner?
"Don't worry, I will find a way." Zhao Xiaole comforted him.
Hearing this, the saint stepped forward and grabbed his arm, admonishing him: "Xiao Le, this is not the time to be willful."
"I know." Zhao Xiaole said.
Having obtained the Saint's Purple Qi, Zhao Xiaole now feels that his inner strength is full, as if he has touched another level of the Grandmaster.
It also made his confidence unprecedentedly great.
The saint sighed, paused, and then said: "If..."
"Don't worry, as a master, no matter how dangerous it is, your life will be safe. They can take the secret passage and leave first!"
"All right!"
In the end, the saint did not persist.
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In the hall, after the envoy of King Pingxi arrived, he was admitted directly and watched the scene in front of him.
He didn't believe his eyes at all.
What's going on?
Isn't this Li Heita, the leader of the Wolf Head Army?
Why are you drinking with these people?
Are you still drinking so happily?
Could it be said that this boy has rebelled?
It wasn't that the messenger doubted his own eyes, or if he hadn't seen Li Heita sitting here drinking, he would have doubted whether he was in the wrong place.
I saw, around the Eight Immortals table, an old man, a voluptuous woman, a cold-faced man, and Li Heita, the leader of the wolf-headed army, drinking heavily.
Li Heita couldn't let go at first, but Old Man Jin and others did not regard him as an outsider at all, and threatened that there were no enemies at the wine table.
A hero is judged only by his drinking capacity.
Li Heita was quickly moved by the friendly atmosphere of everyone.
In addition, he already likes drinking, but now his life and death are unknown, why does he care? Only getting drunk can solve a thousand worries!
If he had known, King Pingxi's envoy would be here now.
Then there was no way he could drink it.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Under Old Man Jin's constant persuasion, Li Heita really drank a lot, and most of the jar of Zhuangyuanhong was quickly eaten.
After noticing the arrival of King Pingxi's envoy, Li Heita looked at the other party with his drunken eyes.
He smiled, holding the wine bowl and said: "Master Sun? Why are you here? Come, sit down and have a drink!"
The man called Sun Xiang was none other than Sun Cheng, the prime minister of King Pingxi.
Sun Cheng couldn't help but look sad.
I cursed in my heart, "You are a worthless piece of shit, and you don't know when to drink. Is this a place for you to drink?"
But he came with a mission.
If you lose your temper like this, won't you be exposed?
So, he had to decline and said: "There are still important things today. I will have a drink with the general another day."
When Old Man Jin heard this, he laughed and said: "You are right, but what is more important than drinking? What can't be solved as long as you sit down and have a drink?"
Sun Cheng looked embarrassed, trying to reason with these drunkards was like feeding himself a spoonful of dung.
He said seriously: "Where is the Saint? Where is Her Royal Highness the Saint?"
At this time, Zhao Xiaole and the Saint came out wearing masks, and saw Old Man Jin and Li Heita constantly surrounding Sun Cheng to persuade him to drink.
Zhao Xiaole coughed and yelled: "How presumptuous!"
"Just drink yours and don't get involved in other things!"
Although Li Heita and Old Man Jin were drunk, they were still afraid of Zhao Xiaole. After hearing this, they let go of Sun Cheng.
Only then did Sun Cheng feel relieved. He quickly adjusted his clothes, looked at Zhao Xiaole and the Saint, and saluted:
"This must be Her Royal Highness the Saint, right? May I ask, who is Your Excellency?"
Zhao Xiaole said coldly: "Don't worry about who I am. If you have anything, just discuss it with the Saint!"
Zhao Xiaole was wearing the mask of the True Lord. He had already known about it in advance and expected that this person was probably Zhao Xiaole.
When I asked just now, it was just a disguise.
Both Li Heita and Old Man Jin were so afraid of this person, and the saint also vaguely regarded this person as her main character, which all showed his identity.
Since the other party doesn't want to admit it.
Sun Cheng did not reveal his identity, and took a seat at Zhao Xiaole's signal. Sun Cheng was the first to apologize, "The saint was harassed last night, and the prince felt uneasy, so he specially asked me to bring some small gifts to apologize!"
"I hope the saint will not blame the prince for this matter and ruin the friendship between the two parties."
The saint snorted, "Of course I won't blame the prince for anything, but if the little girl's life cannot be saved, even some small gifts will be useless, so the prime minister should take her back."
Although Sun Cheng was embarrassed, he concealed it well, "The saint still blamed the prince. In fact, the prince also had his own reasons for yesterday."
"Some little thing happened yesterday. The garrison guarding the city gate, who was a very trusted confidant of the prince, was made trouble for no reason yesterday. The prince has been busy chasing the thieves, so he learned the news too late. After learning,
We will send General Li to rescue as soon as possible."
"It took a lot of hard work, I hope the saint can understand."
Sun Cheng took the initiative to talk about the city gate defenders, which seemed to mean something.
The Saint and Zhao Xiaole looked at each other and asked tentatively: "What happened to the city gate defenders?"
Sun Cheng smiled and explained: "The general of the garrison turned out to be the prince's brother-in-law. He once went to the prince to file a complaint, but was made things difficult by people in the world. In anger, the prince began to investigate the lawless people in the city."
Saintess and Zhao Xiaole were both silent.
Sun Cheng smiled again and said: "However, this matter has been found out. It was the guard who had benefited from others and deliberately made things difficult. The prince also came to his senses afterwards, so he reprimanded the guard.
Suddenly, this matter is settled."
The saint couldn't help but sneer, "So, the prince is a tolerant person. Even if his brother-in-law is beaten, he is willing to swallow his anger?"
Although Sun Cheng tried his best to hide it, he still couldn't hide his embarrassment, "Your Majesty is a sensible person."
King Pingxi stopped pursuing the city gate incident just to show his favor to Zhao Xiaole.
Having said this, he carefully observed the faces of the two people, wishing to see through the masks, but in the end he found nothing.
After a long time, Zhao Xiaole said: "Master Xiang is here, what else can you do?"
Sun Cheng's heart moved slightly and he said: "Although I was disturbed last night, I hope the saint will not refuse today's feast. During the banquet, the prince plans to personally apologize to Her Highness the saint."
Zhao Xiaole couldn't help but sneered, "Apologise? That's really a thank you to King Pingxi. However, the saint was a little disturbed and needs to rest today. If nothing happens, please invite me!"
Sun Cheng hurriedly said: "Your Majesty means that if the saint is willing to come today, he will announce in front of the world that he will form an alliance with the saint to atone for the disturbance caused to the saint!"