Chapter 508 (2/2)

Wen Jiu sniffed his words and suddenly took a cold breath.

When Xie Heng brought five or six thousand people, he dared to return to Dijing. Zhang Yueze's zhangjiajun was at least thirty or fifty thousand.

Besides, these five or six thousand people still travel a long way to repair zhangjiajun for a long time

She couldn't help feeling anxious and worried about Xie Heng.

”It's only five or six thousand light cavalry. Does Xie Heng dare to return to Beijing? Oh... He really wants to die!” Zhao fan took a negative hand, looked back at the warm wine, and said with a smile: ”since Xie Heng wants to come back to die, no wonder the prince.”

Zhang Yueze came forward and said, ”the end will ask for orders and lead the soldiers to take Xie Heng.”

Zhao fan looked at the blood on his arm and couldn't help saying, ”you still have injuries. That's why...”

”A little injury doesn't matter.” Zhang Yueze insisted: ”the end general has always wanted to fight Xie Heng. If he doesn't go this time, he will die and never have a chance again.”

Zhao fan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, ”you take 20000 people, no, 30000! Set out immediately, take Xie Heng's head and come back, and the prince will also be king and Hou for you!”

Zhang Yueze hugged his fist and said, ”the end will take command!”

When the sound fell, he turned around, ordered some close soldiers, and immediately left the palace.

”Come on, invite shopkeeper Wen back to the side hall.” Zhao fan looked back at Wen wine and said with a smile: ”I heard that there are many good wines here. When Yue Ze comes back with Xie Heng's head, my prince will drink 300 cups with you again.”

Warm wine whisked away the hands of her two bodyguards and walked to Zhao fan, ”I'm afraid you don't have any wine.”

With that, she didn't look at Zhao fan and left without looking back.

A group of bodyguards followed her and went back to the side hall. They pushed her into the door and locked the door.

The leader said, ”shopkeeper Wen, you'd better be calm. Don't run around. Don't embarrass me.”

Warm wine was silent.

There was no lamp in the hall. It was dark. She leaned against the door and was confused.

Suddenly, the dark shadow in the room flashed, and someone swept right in front of her

The curtain weft blew by the cold wind, and the man's sleeve brushed the corners of her eyes. A burst of medicine fragrance mixed with strange fragrance came to her nose in an instant.

Warm wine looked chilly. He took two steps to the side and sat directly on the chair. His eyes looked like ink. ”It's been noisy in the middle of the night and I'm tired. You might as well say what you're doing here, brother.”

The visitor walked slowly in front of her and lit the palace lamp on the side of Wenjiu as soon as he brushed his sleeve.

Wen Jiu finally saw the face of the visitor. A young man in his twenties can only be said to be pleasing to the eye. He is the kind of appearance that people will forget when they turn around.

Coincidentally, a few days ago, Wen Jiu met such a person when he was in the holy face. At that time, he was mixed with a group of imperial doctors. He was very inconspicuous, but he was the only one who looked back at her.

The candle leaped and swayed, reflecting the man's eyes.

He stopped in front of warm wine, looked into her eyes, smiled and asked, ”you always like doing business. How about I do business with you this time?”

”What business?”

Warm wine is nothing but a brain, so I asked it out.

After the sound fell, I quite regretted it.

I shouldn't have answered him so soon.

The man said, ”I'll take you away. How about you change your name, leave the past and listen to me?”