Zhao Chen continued to practice in the room, and as time passed, the night passed quickly, and the sky gradually brightened.
Wisps of bright and warm sunlight came in through the window on the east side of Zhao Chen's room, forming large and small light spots on the table.
Zhao Chen heard the loud crowing of roosters coming from outside the door, and the crisp and sweet chirping of birds on the big tree outside the window, and knew that the sky was already bright and a new day had arrived.
Zhao Chen opened his eyes, got up and moved around, and began to wash and organize his clothes. He didn't have the morning martial arts practice today, and he was going to see his husband off early.
? The morning light slowly opened the curtain, and it was another colorful morning, coming to the world with freshness.
In the early morning of summer, at four or five o'clock, the sky is just white, and nothing is mixed with the smell of animals. Everything is pure and refreshing, like a light ink painting, in which there is a pleasant fragrance of green grass. The earth awoke comfortably from its deep sleep.
Waking up with it, there are gorgeous flowers with grinning mouths, cheerful little birds chirping and singing, carnival and noisy rushing rivers, and dewdrops trembling lightly. The trees are shaking; the streets and alleys that have been empty and lonely all night, now and then cars and people start to appear;
The originally quiet city of Xianyang began to regain its popularity. Outside the streets, there were bursts of hawkers hawking, the noise of crowds, the sound of cars and horses marching, etc., and a new day began.
Zhao Chen and the scribes had already arrived outside the mansion, riding tall horses, all the way to the outside of Xianyang city.
There were a hundred sword guards and some personal guards behind them. There were a large number of people, and the sound of horseshoes was heard everywhere. The surrounding crowd dodged to make way.
Zhao Chen and the scribe kept talking while riding forward. From time to time, there were bursts of hustle and bustle all around, the sound of people talking, and the sound of vendors hawking, which was very lively.
"Sir, this trip is very dangerous, and I hope you will be more careful! Take care of yourself."
Zhao Chen told the scribes beside him very worriedly.
"Thank you for reminding me, my lord, I woke up. Don't worry too much, my lord. I will definitely return safely."
The scribe was also very relieved to see Zhao Chen worried about him so much, he was not mistaken, he couldn't help but whispered to Zhao Chen gratefully.
Time passed little by little, and soon they came to the outside of Xianyang City, near a small bridge. They stopped for a final farewell.
Zhao Chen took a slender willow branch that was broken off by the soldiers on the side, handed it to the scribe, and finally entrusted him.
"Sir, I will trouble you, be extremely careful in everything, and put your safety first.
In case of accident, you can abandon the plan and leave now. Your life is more important than anything else, and you have won millions of soldiers. "
Zhao Chen took the scribe's hand and gave him his final instructions. The scene was very touching.
"Thank you for your concern, my lord. I will live up to my trust. My lord, please go back early."
The scribe also said very gratefully and sadly.
"Wang Yue, sir's safety is in your hands, you must protect him. You can act according to your circumstances."
Zhao Chen turned his head and said to Wang Yue who was beside him.
"Yes, my lord, my subordinates will definitely protect my husband, please rest assured, my lord." Wang Yue said to Zhao Chen with a firm face.
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Zhao Chen bowed to them, expressing his gratitude to them for going to danger instead of him.
"My lord, it's getting late, I'll take a step ahead and say goodbye! Drive!"
They got on their horses, rode their horses and swung their whips, and soon headed into the distance.
Zhao Chen watched their figures go away, and then prepared to return to the mansion.
"Let's go, go back to the mansion." Zhao Chen went in the direction he came from, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
Just when Zhao Chen was seeing off the scribes, and Yiyi bid farewell, at this time, in the Daqin Palace, in the Changming Palace, the current King Qin, Zhao Chen's biological father, Yingzheng, was still reviewing the memorials. sleep.
Just as he was concentrating on reading the approval memorial, a stern middle-aged man in white came to him and whispered something in his ear.
"My lord, just now His Royal Highness Zhao Chen sent a mysterious scribe in his mansion farewell. It seems that he is going to Korea and has big plans."
"Oh, I didn't expect Chen'er to have such a talent in his hands, it's really well hidden.
However, his identity and mission are now very different, which is as it should be, it seems that he has grown up.
I don't want to help Su. Why! Forget it, don't worry about it.
Anyway, the deadline given to him has not yet come, so let him go. "
Ying Zheng sighed as if talking to himself, and then returned to his senses and continued to approve the mountain-like memorial.
The middle-aged man didn't speak after hearing it, and stood behind Ying Zheng, silent.
"The king is urgent! Yan Guo's proton Prince Dan and a woman have escaped from the proton mansion, and now they are almost out of the city! The young general Li Xin led a hundred elites to chase after him alone. Please order the help of the king!"
A servant ran in from outside the hall in a panic and said loudly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com