Empress, your husband is invincible

"Then this is troublesome."

Looking up at the brightly lit city, Ye Cheng frowned slightly.

He could easily cross the city wall, but what about Zhuang Yan?

Zhuang Yan rode his horse around for a few laps, and suddenly gritted his teeth:

"Brother Ye, let's go to the south gate, the south gate is my father's old department!"

Ye Cheng glanced at him, and rode south around the wide moat.

The south gate of Huangdu City is called Yingchun Gate, and the rules of the towers are similar to those of the other towers, they are all several feet high.

Zhuang Yan yelled for a long time under the tower across the moat before a few soldiers surrounded a black-faced general and showed his head on the tower.

"Under the city tower is the young master?"

Zhuang Yan's face brightened, and he answered hoarsely.

"Uncle Lin, there is no doubt that it is me. Open the door quickly!
Something urgent, I need to hurry home! "

"Is Mr. Ye Cheng Ye following behind you?"

The black-faced general was silent for a moment, then looked behind him.

Ye Cheng's face froze.

How could this general, whom he had never met before, know his name?Did you mention it on purpose?
"It's Brother Ye, Uncle Lin, quickly open the door!"

Zhuang Yan was also quite puzzled and turned his head to look at Ye Cheng, and continued to shout at the top of his voice.

"It's fine if it's Mr. Ye himself!"

The black-faced general waved his hand, and the bridge slowly fell as the rollers turned.

After a while, the bridge fell steadily on the moat, stirring up dust.

The towering city gate then opened, and the black-faced general walked out quickly from the gate.

Ye Cheng and Zhuang Yan rushed to meet them.

After a simple greeting, Ye Cheng wanted to go straight into the city, but was stopped by the black-faced general.

"Mr. Ye, Missy just sent me a message and asked me to forward it to you."

At this time, what message will Zhuang Shuanglin have for him?
"Miss said that Li Baijing's injury has basically stabilized, so I want you to return to the palace quickly to see His Majesty. If possible, you'd better be honest with Your Majesty."

Ye Cheng's eyes narrowed.

What does Zhuang Shuanglin's message mean?
Zhuang Yan roughly saw Ye Cheng's thoughts, thought about it, and suddenly forced a smile to smooth things over.

"Brother Ye, since my elder sister deliberately asked Uncle Lin to pass on a message to you.

Then this matter must be more serious than Brother Li's matter, you'd better go back to the palace first. "

Ye Cheng was silent for a moment, nodded, and cupped his fists at the black-faced general.

"Thank you."

After giving Zhuang Yan another command, Ye Cheng galloped to the imperial city.

"If there is any news from Baijing, please enter the palace and inform me as soon as possible."

Ye Cheng really regarded Li Baijing as his friend and a great help in the future...

……

After handing over the riding horse to the familiar Longlin Guard who was on duty at the palace gate, Ye Cheng went straight to the Phoenix Palace.

At this time like now, Ling Xuejian is usually in the Phoenix Palace.

But when he saw Huangqi Palace from a distance, Ye Cheng paused slightly.

There was a thin man about his age who was being blocked by the dragon scale guards on duty.

The man was wearing a gray fox fur and was holding a long gift box.

Hearing the movement behind him, the man turned his head immediately, his gaze was as sharp as a sword, and shot straight at him.

Ye Cheng met his gaze and moved forward calmly.

When walking to his side, the man in fox fur suddenly said:

"Are you the so-called disciple of the Son of Heaven that Xue Jian picked up from Wu Yishan?"

"Snow sword? The emperor's disciple?"

When Ye Cheng heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he turned to look at him seriously.

This man is extremely thin and thin, and looks like he is weak and unrefined.

But Ye Cheng was keenly aware of the turbulent long aura in his body and the sharp sword aura contained in his eyes.

This person is stronger than any opponent I have seen before. I am afraid that he is on par with me...

The man in fox fur looked like a smile but not a smile:

"You don't like it? How about a servant?"

Ye Cheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

The night wind blew up, and the atmosphere between the two of them was extremely cold for a while.

At this moment, the female officer suddenly opened the palace door to make a rescue:

"Mr. Ye, Your Majesty calls you in."

Ye Cheng chuckled, turned around and walked straight through the dragonscale guards.

"If you're weak, go home and be honest.

It's windy at night, don't catch a cold anymore. "

The fox-fur man's eyes turned cold, he turned and left.

……

After entering the palace gate, Ye Cheng saw Ling Xuejian lying on the desk, propping his chin with one hand, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Meet Zhuang Han?"

Ye Cheng subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and said with a smile:

"No wonder that man is so hypocritical, what name did he choose..."

Ling Xuejian's face froze, and he said angrily:

"Where are you talking about..."

"Then change it to something that our empress can understand - that Zhuang Han is my rival in love?"

Ye Cheng leaned forward, sat casually beside her, picked up the oranges on the desk and peeled them.

"...You are obviously full of talent, why do you look like a libertine when you open your mouth?"

Ling Xuejian blushed and said angrily.

Ye Cheng stuffed the oranges into the mouth by himself, murmuring indistinctly:
"That seems to be it."

Today, apart from eating some pastries in the morning, he didn't even eat a single grain of water or rice.

Seeing his appearance, Ling Xuejian called the female officer to give some instructions in a low voice, and the female officer nodded and left.

"It's late at night, don't make people busy. I'll just eat some melons and fruits."

But before the female officer could reach the entrance of the hall, Ye Cheng raised the persimmon in his hand and shouted without looking up.

That appearance is as natural as if you are in your own home.

Ling Xuejian waved at Miss Si casually, looked at him with great interest, frowned slightly and said:
"Zhuang Han, like Shuang Lin, was my childhood playmate.

But his personality is aloof and extreme, and he is not pleasing to others. "

Inadvertently remembering Zhuang Shuanglin's intentional message, Ye Cheng's heart moved, he stopped suddenly, and looked at him with a strange expression:

"Don't think about letting him fight for me, do you?"

"Shuanglin told you?"

Ling Xuejian was slightly surprised.

Ye Cheng smiled wryly and waved his hands again and again:

"Forget it, let him cheat for me, it's better for me to do it myself."

"You actually know martial arts?"

Ling Xuejian became interested.

"know a bit."

Ye Cheng thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to stroke her forehead.

"Of course, it's not too high, just about this high."

Ling Xuejian was immediately discouraged.

Judging from Zhuang Han's attitude at that moment, he would definitely not agree to cheat in the martial arts competition for Ye Cheng.

And Ye Cheng only has such strength, how could he possibly win the competition where the children of generals participated?

Seeing her appearance, Ye Cheng's expression became serious:
"Xue Jian, I personally promised you the martial arts competition.

And since you have promised to win, you don't have to worry about other things.

If there is anything, I will solve it.OK? "

Ling Xuejian raised her head, met Ye Cheng's eyes inadvertently, and lost her mind for a moment.After regaining his senses, he blushed unconsciously and nodded.