The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

The border town of Nanling and Beichuan.

In a secluded place, Linglong folded her arms and looked down at the city outside where there were dead bodies of starving people everywhere, with a murderous aura lingering around her.

It's too slow, the execution is too slow! If it continues like this, there will be an epidemic.

His eyes fell on the patrolling soldiers on the city wall, and a few of them jumped lightly onto the wall.

Linglong's sudden appearance really frightened the soldiers. When they reacted, they drew their swords and pointed them at the newcomer.

The soldier who was closer to Linglong asked sternly, "Who is it?"

Linglong said nothing more. She flipped her hand and a gold token appeared.

When the soldier saw the brocade words on the Phoenix Golden Order, he was shocked and knelt on one knee, putting away his sword: "Your subordinate greets Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."

After hearing this, the other soldiers were also shocked and knelt down to salute.

Linglong put away the golden order and twirled the knuckle ring on her fingertips: "Where is General Yan?"

Soldier: "Your Highness, the general is at the river."

Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a cold voice: "Let her go here to look for me, and the rest of you can do whatever you need to do."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Little Palace Master, have you thought of a way to solve the current situation?"

Kong Qi's gentle voice appeared behind him, and Linglong did not hesitate to respond with a "hmm".

Linglong walked closer to the city wall, raised her hand and made a gesture, and two figures appeared behind Linglong.

Kong Qi was not surprised to see the two people. When he saw the young palace master, he sensed that there were two different auras in the dark protecting the young palace master.

"Your subordinates, Nan Er and Nan San, are here to pay their respects to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess."

"How long will it take for the disaster relief funds to arrive in Beichuan?" The cold voice without any emotion made the backs of the two people kneeling on the ground tense.

Nan Er said respectfully, "Your Highness, three days."

"Well, back off."

Nan Er, Nan San: “Yes.”

Linglong turned the ring on her fingertips, and an even more powerful aura appeared behind Linglong.

Kong Qi, who was originally not interested, sensed the spiritual energy and looked at the figure kneeling behind the young palace master with interest.

Kong Qi raised his eyebrows. How long has it been? The people around the young palace master have already established their foundation.

The most important thing is that the person wearing the mask in front of him is a man.

It's not that he looks down on men, but that's the rule. Even if a talented man practices martial arts, he is weaker than an ordinary woman who knows martial arts.

Linglong looked at the team riding towards them from a distance and said calmly, "Pass the order to escort the relief team from the capital to Beichuan. Anyone who is involved from the underworld will be killed."

A clear voice and respectful tone said: "Yes, Palace Master." As soon as the voice fell, the person disappeared on the spot.

Kong Qi also saw a small team approaching, and looked at Linglong and asked, "Little Palace Master, are you going to stay overnight in Yancheng?"

Linglong: "No need, there is a waterway, go prepare some water and dry food."

Kong Qi bent down slightly and retreated. When he was going down the city wall, he met Yan Yan who was rushing up the city wall in a hurry.

When Yan Yan saw irrelevant people coming down from the city wall and was about to get angry, he looked up and was stunned.

At first glance, I thought I saw a banished immortal. At second glance, when I saw the other person's silver hair, I roughly guessed his identity.

"Master of the Dongyun Yunxiao Palace Temple?"

Kong Qi's extraordinary face showed a gentle smile and he nodded slightly: "General who guards Beichuan."

Yan Yan's face twitched, and he stepped aside and saluted: "Your Majesty, I greet you, Master Si."

Kong Qi's smile did not fade, and he said, "General, there is no need to be polite. This time I am here because of the little palace mistress. The little palace mistress is already waiting for you on the city wall."

As he spoke, Kong Qi stepped aside to make way for Yan Yan.

You know, the temple master enjoys the honor of meeting the kings of various countries without kneeling, but at this moment he actually makes way for a general of a country.

When Yan Yan heard Kong Qi's words, his expression became serious.

He did not dare to stop and clasped his fists towards Kong Qi again: "Your Majesty, thank you, Lord Sizhu."

After he finished speaking, he quickened his pace and strode up to the city wall.

Yan Yan's mind was confused at the moment.

The soldiers came to report that the one coming up the tower was the princess. And the only person who submitted to this Lord Si, who was second only to one man and above a million people on the continent, was the mysterious Palace Master of the Yunxiao Palace who was close to God in every generation.

If she heard correctly just now, the Lord Sizhu was talking about the Young Palace Master.

Princess? Little Princess?

A bold idea formed in Yan Yan's mind.

Yan Yan, who had already climbed to the last stone staircase, was so frightened by what he was thinking that his legs went weak and he almost rolled down the stairs.

Holding on to the city wall with one hand, he looked up, eager to prove that what he thought in his heart was false.

Unfortunately, there was no such person. Apart from the patrolling soldiers not far away, there was only that powerful figure in red clothes.

Yan Yan swallowed and felt that Nanling was in danger.

With heavy steps, he trotted towards Linglong.

A patrolling soldier passing by raised his hand to interrupt their salute.

"Quiet patrol."

Yan Yan came to Linglong and knelt on one knee. "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. May your Highness live a thousand years."

Linglong did not move her eyes away from the tower. She turned the soul-soothing bead regularly with her fingertips and asked coldly, "Where are the refugees stationed? How many doctors are there? How many porridge distribution points are there? Where are the officials who came to assist?"

A series of sharp questions made Yan Yan's forehead begin to sweat.

After a few words, she knew that the princess was very angry at the moment.

He knelt on his knees, raised his hands and folded them, rested his forehead on the back of his hands, and knelt on the ground. His loud voice became more restrained: "Your Highness, three places have been quelled! Two doctors. Five porridge places. The officials who came here have arrived with the disaster relief silver."

Linglong stopped what she was doing and asked, "General Yan, do you think it's enough?"

Yan Yan said truthfully: "Not enough."

Linglong turned around, her cold and distant eyes staring at him quietly. Even when she was kneeling, her back was straight.

"What has the magistrate of the nearby town done about this?"

Yan Yan: “No.”

Linglong sneered: "You love laziness and neglect your duties. No wonder Nanling is declining."

Even though Nanling is the largest country besides the mysterious country Dongyun, it can be said that it is almost completely controlled by the aristocratic families.

Linglong took advantage of the cover of her clothes to take out two gold-stamped scrolls from the space and handed them to Yan Yan.

"This is my order. Those who pretend to obey but actually disobey will be punished by copying it. If you have any difficulties, please seek help from His Royal Highness Zhengjun."

Yan Yan was horrified when he heard this, but he did not dare to slack off at all. He raised both hands and took the handwritten order from the princess.

"Your command, Your Highness."

Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is now going up against half of the court and half of the aristocratic families.

However, if it was the previous princess, she would still be a little worried, and even felt that the princess was too stubborn. But if the princess was related to Dongyun, this matter would be too easy.

It is really not easy for the sacred and mysterious Dongyun to destroy a country.

Seeing Yan Yan still kneeling, he asked calmly, "What else?"

Yan Yan, whose thoughts were racing, came back to his senses upon hearing the voice. He carefully withdrew his hand and looked up at the princess. "Um, Your Highness, does His Majesty know about your relationship with Dong Yun?"

Looking at Yan Yan's gossiping look, even though Linglong was lonely, she was speechless.