Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Chasing the clouds and chasing the sun, day and night, not for Nangong Aotian, but for Yun Niang in the carriage. Qingfeng uses all the precious pills to keep Yun Niang's last breath, just want to survive, but also for a precious medicine—— — Blood Soul Grass

And this grass is the treasure passed down from generation to generation by the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, and ordinary people can't see it, but Nangong Aotian, the ghost king of the Ming Kingdom, naturally knows it, and promised Qingfeng that no matter what, he would hand over the Blood Soul Grass to Qingfeng.

A group of five people and a dog moved forward quickly in the dust, and they hardly stayed at all in the past few days.

Along the way, Qingfeng hardly spoke, but hugged Yunniang with a calm face.

And Nangong Aotian basically didn't say anything, just kept on going, with a calm face, slightly frowning, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Even Jin Yi and Jin San became silent along the way, everyone had their own thoughts.

"Tell me, is the emperor willing to hand over the Blood Soul Grass?" Jin San couldn't bear it any longer, and spoke to Jin in a calm voice.

"Difficult!" Jin Yi said the result with one word: the Blood Soul Grass is the treasure of the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, how could it be used to save an insignificant woman at will?

Especially with the empress still around, if they continue to blow the pillow wind in the emperor's ears, is it possible that their young master will get into trouble again?

It is true that the emperor loves the son very much, but he also loves the queen, not to mention that the blood soul grass is extraordinary, not to mention prolonging life, and can also revive the soul, if he refuses to take it out, it is understandable!

"Alas..." Jin Yi let out a long sigh, looking at Qingfeng in front of him, Qingfeng's protective heart for Yunniang is unique in the world, in order to vent her anger for Yunniang, even her own father and fellow brothers are not spared.

If the emperor refused to hand it over, he would turn pale when he thought about the consequences.

Jin Yi didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he immediately stepped forward: "My lord, there is a small town on the way out of Zhao State. If we leave this small town, we will be in the territory of our Ming State. Jin Yi is worried that Zhao State must be here. Lay down the ambush, young master, shall we send a signal to go out first, or ask Jin Yi to disguise the young master?"

Nangong Aotian's Yaomei's face turned cold, and he snorted softly: "No, this is within the territory of Zhao State. If you send a signal rashly, you will instead remind the other party. Changing your appearance is not the best strategy, and it will be easy for the other party to see through it." Besides, I don’t wear a silver mask now, and I am accompanied by Qingfeng’s mother and daughter, who would know that I am the ghost king of the Ming Kingdom?”

Jin Yi was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Young master is right. Not many people have seen his true colors. The more grandiose he is, the more eye-catching, the safer. I am also accompanied by Miss Qingfeng, mother and daughter."

Nangong Aotian nodded, raised his eyes to look at the increasingly open road in front of him, and said coldly: "Even if we are discovered, what can we do, the big deal is just to break out of the encirclement, is it possible that such idiots can still keep me No?"

"My lord is wise!" Jin Yi and Jin San immediately said in unison, the swords in their hands clenched a bit more: Your lord uses soldiers like gods, his ability is unparalleled in the world, how can this small town keep you.