The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Seeing Wang Kang coming in, the two guards were startled, the man said: "Master Wang, don't misunderstand, Miss wants to stay here, I can't persuade you, so I can only make a bad plan."

"By the way, you won't stop it, will you?"

"how come?"

Wang Kang shook his head and said, "Before coming here, Marquis Fu Yun still told me that he entrusted me to take care of City Lord Fang. I also wanted her to leave."

"What about you?"

"Oh, I'll stay."

"You want to stay? With all due respect, stay here..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Kang raised his hand and interrupted: "I have made my own decision, so I don't need to say any more. While City Lord Fang is still awake, let's take her away."

"You leave through the auxiliary gate."

"In that case, Lord Wang, please take care."

"By the way, when City Lord Fang wakes up, tell her a word for me. She is a qualified city owner and the people of Feng'an City. Leave it to me."

"You should tell me."

The two guards left with Fang Qingxue without ink marks.

gone.

They're all gone.

Wang Kang sighed a little, and then came to Fang Qingxue's desk. On the top was an evacuation plan for the city residents written by her.

Not finished yet...

Wang Kang sat down and read it, and there were many useful opinions in it.

She is the lord of the city and is relatively proficient in government affairs, while Wang Kang has always been in control of the military, and he doesn't know much about this aspect.

So he needs to know more.

Because from now on, he wants the city lord, and the city guard will be on his shoulders.

This is Fang Qingxue's office, which involves a lot of Feng'an City's situation, inventory, food, population, etc.

These are all things he should know now.

Wang Kang flipped through them one by one until very late before leaving...

It was quiet outside, and it seemed that the officials who had evacuated had already left.

Wang Kang didn't think too much about it, he yawned, and it was time to rest.

Arriving at the small courtyard behind the City Lord's Mansion, Fang Qingxue's room on the right was completely dark, and it would not be lit up in the future.

I don't know when to say goodbye.

She has a good impression of Fang Qingxue and Wang Kang. Of course, this good impression is not between a man and a woman.

but a recognition.

As the jewel in the palm of Marquis Fu Yun, she has a more colorful name, but she is not a vase.

He still insisted on staying, which he didn't expect.

With a low sigh, Wang Kang pushed open the door of his room and walked in.

Quietly wash up, ready to go to bed.

He came back very late these days, while Li Qingman went to bed early.

After Wang Kang changed into his pajamas, he walked into the bedroom softly, and looked at the soft bed, Li Qingman was carrying him on his back, and was falling asleep inside...

Wang Kang's pupils shrank, then he lifted the quilt and lay down. He put his hands on her waist in a hugging position, and he clearly felt that the body of the jade man who was hugged by her trembled.

He was finally sure.

At this moment, he felt a bone-penetrating chill, and the woman in his arms turned around at some point.

There was half of an iron mask on her face, which covered her entire cheeks, except for a pair of eyes.

These eyes are extremely deep, like the stars in the night sky, it seems that people can be deeply inhaled into them, her pupils are blue, like a precious gem.

With just this pair of eyes, one can tell what kind of stunning face will be under her mask...

But now is obviously not the time to think about this, because in her hand, there is still a pair of daggers, resting on Wang Kang's neck.

The two lay facing each other under the quilt, which should have been a very intimate gesture, but at this moment they were hiding murderous intentions.

"Did Zhao Huang send you here?"

Wang Kang put his arms under his head and looked at her sideways.

He teased and said, "Hey, those eyes are so beautiful, why are you wearing a mask? Is it because they are so beautiful?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

She asked suspiciously, her long eyelashes fluttered, and her voice was very nice, with a crisp feeling...

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

"Because I'm here to take you away, my name is Dark Moon."

"Dark Moon? You live up to your name."

An Yue said: "My lord, don't make it difficult for me, I really don't want to make it difficult for you."

"Embarrass me? A joke?"

"Now the knife is on your neck..."

"Do not,"

Wang Kang smiled and said, "It should be around your neck."

As soon as his words fell, An Yue suddenly felt that he couldn't lift half of his strength, and even couldn't hold the dagger tightly.

At the same time, her mind also felt dizzy for a while.

"what did you do to me?"