[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

"Naturally, I will be with the envoys for peace. I plan to send some beauties and some guards in the gifts for peace. Then you will hide in the guards and wait for the opportunity to act."

Seeing the hesitation in Lin Qiyu's eyes, he turned his hand and threw the token on the table over, "Those guards are actually my dead men. Seeing this order is like seeing me. They will listen to all your instructions. When it comes to critical moments or If they are discovered, they will bite the poison hidden in their teeth immediately."

Lin Qiyu rubbed the token shaped like a jade pendant in her hand with her fingers, squinted her eyes when she heard his words, suppressed the thoughts in her heart, bowed calmly and then retreated.

"Master! Here!" Shou Yiguan waved to him from the flower bed not far away. Although he was wearing a man's attire, he could still recognize it as a woman.

After all, she was wearing a shadow guard's belly wrap, and she was well-developed herself, so anyone with a discerning eye could tell something was wrong at a glance.

Lin Qiyu looked away from the jade pendant in his hand, pursed his lips and walked towards her.

He bent his fingers and tapped her on the head, with the usual indifferent tone, "How rude is it to be rash, this is the palace, not the palace of my Highness, you can play around with you."

Shou Yiguan covered his head in pain, tears glistened in his eyes, "Your Highness, you are too ruthless! You have beaten me to death, and there is nothing here."

She was picked up by Lin Qiyu on the mountain when he was hunting. At that time, he thought the weird words in her mouth were interesting, so he picked her up and made her a maid.

It's just that the occasional sentences that pop out of his mouth still make him confused.

"Drip, what is it?" Lin Qiyu was puzzled again, seeing the light blue jade pendant in his hand suddenly lost interest in asking her, and strode directly towards the palace gate, with obvious irritability in his back.

"Hey, Your Highness, don't go so fast!" Shou Yiguan chased after him with some distress.

She is obviously one of the elite women in society!To be electrocuted to death after consuming a cup of coffee, and to be forced to marry as soon as one wakes up, is not an ordinary thrill.

Fortunately, she ran to the mountains and was picked up by this cold-faced and enthusiastic Highness, otherwise she didn't want to try to marry a man and compete with a group of concubines for a man, and she might be one of the concubines?Just thinking about her gives goosebumps all over her body!

She is a new young woman receiving socialist education!Resolutely obeying monogamy, and grabbing men with a group of beauties, she still prefers to look at beauties.

Lin Qiyu has not yet been crowned king, except for the prince who still lives in the East Palace, each of the remaining princes and emperors has built a palace for them to live in.

Green vines climbed up the bricks and tiles of the palace, and even a few pale pink flowers bloomed in early spring, adding a bit of color to the monotonous tiles.

In the corner of the huge garden was a Huhe tree, and Lin Qiyu liked to rest on it, hiding in the luxuriant foliage without being disturbed by others.

"This time going to Ling Country, you go to Wanyan's place. If my guess is correct, it will take about half a year to come back."

And it is on the premise that he is alive.

Lin Qiyu got a cup of tea with one hand, looking at the floating tea leaves, his eyes were uncertain.

My father has always disliked me, but I didn't expect him to be so eager to get rid of me.

Once a dead man is found, he can bite the poison in his mouth and commit suicide, but once he is found, he can only become a fish on the chopping board of the neighboring country to be slaughtered.

To put it bluntly, as long as the rescue fails, I should be abandoned as a pawn.

"No, master! Don't you take me there?" Shou Yiguan suddenly forgot to crack the melon seeds in his hand, and his eyes widened in shock.

Wen Wanyan is Lin Qiyu's playmate who grew up together, she can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart, she still likes that gentle beauty.

One is the minister's concubine's daughter, and the other is the prince who is not favored but has a real status.

"For you to practice martial arts, you cut corners all day long, and I'm afraid you'll be holding me back if you go." Lin Qiyu said mercilessly, and his sentences were straight to the point.

Shou Yiguan silently clutched his rotten little heart, and had to say that her master's mouth was not ordinary poisonous.

"Doesn't His Majesty Ling like to read storybooks? I can write them!" She thumped her right heart with her left hand, eager to try in her eyes.

Aren't the novels about domineering presidents and glamorous female foxes very popular in modern times?She didn't miss these things!

Looking at her maid, Lin Qiyu suddenly felt a headache. Although she knew that she was talking about things from her hometown, it was enough to confuse him.

"Are you sure you want to go?" Lin Qiyu stared at her with bottomless eyes, as if she was icy when staring at people, making people unable to move, as if being stared at by a ferocious beast.

Shou Yiguan had already figured out her master's temperament, so she was not too scared, so she nodded sharply, but did not see the subtle look in Lin Qiyu's eyes for a moment.

Hehe, she heard that the business people around her said that there were countless Ling Guomei, and all of them had long glamorous signs, who wouldn't like a beautiful sister.

In the early days of spring, the weather was cloudy and cloudy, and soon the sky was stained with smoke gray, and there was a light rain, which made a tick-tock sound on the green bricks and tiles.

The Ling Kingdom won the battle, the Emperor Longyan was very happy, and he went to the Duke's Mansion with countless treasures, which also let the people know that the sons of the Duke's Mansion went to war on behalf of their fathers.

On the contrary, the ministers of the DPRK and China looked at their son with a look of resentment, wishing to make a military contribution by throwing him directly on the battlefield.

Who in the DPRK did not know that the son of the Duke of Shi fell into the water a few years ago and became a sick child, and the soup and medicine did not stop every day, so that he could still fight and kill the enemy on behalf of his father!

My son is alive and well, but he doesn't necessarily have to take a look at his military achievements, he only knows that he runs to that flower building every day!

And the deity who has done meritorious service is now holding up his hands and fiddling with a plum blossom that is about to poke into the window.

He was wearing a pure white inner garment, and a black robe was casually put on outside. His long black hair was draped behind his back, and his lazy eyebrows and eyes were called like a painting by the hazy rain. People can't take their eyes off.

It's a pity that the only viewers of this picture of beauties are the blooming plum blossom in front of the window, and a few flower buds wet by rain.

From the day he came back, his mother locked him in the mansion and didn't let him go out, and the soup medicine was delivered to his house one by one.

As long as he has the slightest thought of not wanting to drink, the tears of his beautiful mother will fall like moneyless beads, leaving him with no choice but to swallow it with a bitter face, and then stuff a large plate of candied fruit to relieve the bad mood bitterness.

Shi Xia Ban closed his eyes, his eyes were fixed on one spot, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was in a daze.

It wasn't too long since he came to this world, but he didn't even have any news about his wife, which undoubtedly made him a little irritable. Not long ago, he went to the border town to beat him up, which relieved him a lot.

Ling Qi's sudden disappearance made him have to think about whether it was related to the mysterious person who disappeared in the previous world, but he didn't seem to feel any malice, as if he was playing tricks on him.

Push him to a place where he can't see the direction, and watch everything about him in the dark.

I have to say that the feeling of being spied on like this makes him very uncomfortable, as if everything is controlled by others, it reminds him of his father who sent him to a mental hospital.

"Things have become more interesting." He couldn't see the expression clearly in his eyes, like an endless abyss, but his tone was full of excitement.