"Ah, Prince Yi doesn't know where he has gone. The king of power will probably start."

Huang Beiyue is hiding in a thick green vine. There is a path outside. Mercenaries and adventurers often pass by.

At this time, there are just a few free mercenaries outside. They are not from the south wing, but from other countries. Listening to the accent, I seem to be very similar to the people from the North Yao.

Yubeiyue didn't care, but when she heard them say "Prince wing", she couldn't help but listen.

"BeiYao is also a turbulent country. Since the death of the emperor, the country has no prince, and several powerful princes have begun to fight for the throne. It's chilling that they can't fight each other!"

"This time, however, the ninth and eleventh princes of Yahuang's posterity are also supported by many people. It's a pity that the ninth Prince has been a proton in the south wing country for ten years. Otherwise, there will be no suspense about the battle for the throne."

"It's because the ninth Prince is in the south wing country, and there are so many forces supporting him. Queen Ya is worried! This time the ministers asked to exchange protons with the south wing country and welcome the ninth Prince back. Queen Ya was already very unhappy. "

"She gave birth to all of them. She is the Empress Dowager who is the ninth Prince and the eleventh prince?"

"Brother Ling, you don't know. The eleven princes were born by Empress Ya and the king of power. Empress Ya has a strong preference. Now the king of power is in charge of the court. Naturally, he wants to help his son ascend to the throne."

"So this time, the king came to welcome back the ninth prince in order to..."

"yes, I'm afraid it's done now. The king came by himself, that's with full assurance!"

"Ah, the ninth Prince is also a man with a bumpy fate. He was sent to Nanyi as a proton when he was a child. Now he can not easily return home, but he has entered a trap. Even his own mother has killed him. It is pitiful..."

"these things are beyond our control. We just ask that the king of power be merciful, don't start in Nanyi, and then frame disaster To the south wing, let the situation between the two countries calm down with difficulty and begin to be turbulent. "

......

the voices of those people are fading away.

Huang Beiyue is leaning on a vine, and her face stained with blood and mud is a little disappointed.

What are you going to face on your way home?

She slowly came out of the vines, took out her black cloak and put it on her body. She just wanted to leave. She heard another sound from the vines. She looked back curiously.

I saw a small pale gold head coming out of the vines, trying to get rid of the green plants around her, looking up at her "whine".

"Tiger!" Huang Beiyue hurriedly walked over and pulled away all the vines on her body. Xiaohu jumped into her arms and rubbed her shoulder with his head. "Wuwu" seemed to be crying.

Behind him, the dream weaver also crawled out of the vines. The small petals on his body were removed. His face was dirty. He looked at her with his mouth closed, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Squeak." Huang Beiyue touched his head. The mood at this moment was complicated.

Xiaohu and Zhizhi are safe, but what about Dongling?

Two little guys have been taken care of by Dongling. Now they are sad to lose Dongling. 、