The villain's large rollover scene in Quick Travel Guide

Jing Ling called Fu Dong over and unfolded the books that Fu Dong had just sorted out.

"Look carefully at what's on this page." Jing Ling picked up the pen and circled a few places on the page.

Fudong looked at this terrain map with some confusion.

Isn't this just a few mountains, a few rivers, a few terrains, and a few forests?

"Your Highness, this servant doesn't understand this. Just say what you want to say."

Jing Ling picked up the pen and connected it along the circled positions just now.

"Look at the way these places are connected, does it look like the rumored dragon veins that all countries are competing for?"

It is said that within the Four Kingdoms, there is a place with abundant dragon energy that protects mountains and rivers and bless future generations.

But all this is just rumors and there is no solid evidence.

"Dragon Vein?" Fudong's eyes widened in disbelief, "But isn't the Dragon Vein fake?"

In ancient Feng Shui, mountains are likened to dragon veins because they resemble dragons.

And they often live near the water, so they occupy geographical advantages and nurture the aura of all things in the world. The descendants of families living near the dragon vein will be deeply blessed by its blessings.

"No." Jing Ling pulled out a map of the Four Kingdoms and pointed it out to Fu Dong.

"Look at that area just now."

This travel guide to the four countries shows the regions of each country three years ago.

Three years ago, this area happened to belong to the Ziyan Kingdom, and after the Battle of Ziyan and Jinling, this area was ceded to Jinling.

In the updated version of Shikoku Travel Chronicles, this area belongs to Jinling.

In fact, Jing Ling felt a little strange when he first entered this world. Three years ago, it was reasonable to say that it was the time when the four countries were restraining each other and all seemed to be in harmony.

Jinling suddenly raised troops to attack, which was actually not a very wise choice.

After all, from a military perspective, the winning rate can only be counted as [-]-[-]. Moreover, once either Persia or Muxiang joins the fight, Jinling is likely to be defeated.

However, Jinling still sent troops rashly and finally defeated Ziyan.

When the two countries entered into an alliance and reached a truce, the victorious country stipulated where the territory would be ceded for compensation, how much money would be paid, and how much annual tribute would be paid. Jinling did not consider a more promising geographical location, but chose this sparsely populated mountain forest near the border. zone.

Spending so much manpower and financial resources just for such a piece of land seems to be more than worth the gain.

Jing Ling had no way of knowing why the other two countries only chose to watch the battle and did not participate in it. Perhaps each country had its own considerations.

But Jinling's unusual behavior is really thought-provoking.

"But Your Highness, this doesn't confirm that Jinling started the war here, right?"

"Look at the written records here." Jing Ling flipped through a few pages.

The book page describes that in the past two years, local villagers have often seen some capable people coming to this inaccessible place, and they don't know what they are doing.

And what she heard every day when she sneaked outside the palace and inquired on the street was that the emperor of Jinling Kingdom had been recruiting various talents in recent years, and those who knew strange arts were given preferential treatment in Jinling's own country.

Jing Ling closed all the books in her hand and threw them into the stove one by one.

With a tongue of fire, all the books were reduced to ashes.

Jing Ling stood up, took out a waist badge from under the pillow and handed it to Fu Dong: "I stay in the palace and have some things to do. I will arrange for you to leave the palace tonight. You take this waist badge and go to the Jinfen Tower. Go, show this sign, and someone will receive you. Wait for me for a few days, and in a few days, I will come out of the palace to look for you."

"Your Highness..." Fudong stared blankly at the calm and composed brows of the man opposite him, and he made a mistake for a moment.

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Soon, someone in the palace discovered that Fudong had disappeared.

At night, the lights in other halls in the palace had already been extinguished and everyone fell asleep, but the lights in Jingling's hall were bright.

Jing Ling sat slumped on the bed, idly playing with the tassels hanging around her waist.

The maid below who came to ask questions touched her racing heart and fell in love with the immortal appearance of this poor proton.

There have been rumors in the palace that the third prince of Ziyan Kingdom has a beautiful appearance. Hearing about it is better than seeing it once. Today, when he saw it, he was indeed very handsome. She can guarantee that there is really no one in the palace who can be as handsome as this one. So pretty.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Jing Ling said with a smile and a gentle voice.

"It's gone, it's gone." After hearing the voice from the other side, the maid suddenly woke up from her thoughts.

Blushing, the maid hurriedly bowed, glanced at the bed with some sadness, and then reluctantly left.

Jing Ling called her softly the moment she went out.

Sitting up, Jing Ling went down to pick up a lantern from the corner, lit the candle in it with her own hands, and handed it to the maid.

With a trace of joy on her face, the maid took the lantern in disbelief.

"Is this lent to the slave?" The slave girl looks about the same size as Fudong.

"I'm not borrowing it, I'm giving it to you. It's getting late, so you can take the light for the road." Jing Ling pressed the lantern into the hand of the maid.

The maid just entered the palace this summer. She has been doing simple tasks of delivering messages and delivering things. She rarely even sees her master a few times on weekdays.

The maid looked at the bright lantern in her hand and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It turns out that the masters in the palace are so good.

When the little girl entered the palace for the first time, she probably hadn't encountered any trouble yet. Her eyes were rolling and shining, as if there were broken stars, and whatever she was thinking was written on her face.

Jing Ling's tone was gentle and not unusual, "That girl is too high-minded. She thought she could fly on a branch and become a phoenix. Although I am indeed a little happy for her in my heart, after all, I am also the prince of a country. In addition to my status as a concubine, , and there is nothing to give her.”

Seeing the shy smile on the maid's face collapse like heavy snow in an instant, Jing Ling still said the gentlest words with a smile on her face, "She must be having a little temper with me, so she didn't know where to hide." She's up, and she wants to torment us all so that we can't find her. This little girl is a little too pampered. If she lets her go for a while, she must have figured out her identity."

Jing Ling looked at the maid's face that turned pale for a moment, with a hint of sleepiness in her clear brows.

Youyouzai yawned, and Jing Ling closed the door, "I'm tired too. Judging from the time, there won't be any more people here today. It's late at night and you need to hold a lantern to see the road clearly. Don't fall."

Outside the door, the faint sobs of the little girl could be heard.

Listening to the footsteps gradually leaving, Jing Ling couldn't help but sigh.

The little girl is still too naive. In this place where people are eaten, unless they are those who hold the power of life and death, they should learn to bury their innocence deep in their hearts from the beginning.

In the palace clearance game, almost no innocent and silly little girl can reach the end, unless she has the status of a heroine and has incredible luck.

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