Changing the beauty of the demon concubine

Chapter 86

This Zhuo Beiya, wandering around in the street, seems to be like the young master of a big family next door with the common people.Is this also a king?
It wasn't until the white horse walked into a city gate that I saw some soldiers kneeling respectfully and paying respects. They opened the city gate carefully and welcomed Zhuobiya in.The scene just now was like a hallucination. He entered the city gate like a solemn and solemn monarch.

Inside the city gate is completely different from outside the city.There were so many soldiers in sackcloth, and it was already noon when they entered the city gate, but they seemed to be still practicing. In my impression, the practice was usually in the early morning, and the soldiers had already had their lunch break at noon.

Moreover, in Nanze, Mo Yan had to go to a training ground far away to inspect the drills of the soldiers. The palace was his resting place, so it was impossible for soldiers to train.Here, it is completely different from Nanze.

Where Zobeiya passed by, every soldier in the phalanx would stop and kneel down to salute him. He didn't seem to pay attention, and hurried past with a wave of his hand. Bei Ya, if it were in Nanze, those generals and lieutenants would all show their courtesy without scrambling, and the soldiers who were practicing would definitely kneel down until Mo Yan was gone before daring to stand up. How could they regard the training as more important than the emperor.

Zobeya has been carrying me to the stable like this. The stable is very big and has many horses. The strange thing is that all the horses are not tied with a bridle, not even saddled. They are all free in the stable. Eating grass.The strange thing is, they don't run around, but they also stand in the stable, eating the grass seriously.

There were also many grooms in the stables. A middle-aged man walked up to him, took the reins of the white horse, bowed his body, and asked with a smile, "Your Majesty, is this nobleman from Nanze Kingdom?" I looked at him in surprise. Zhuo Beiya, if it was in Nanze, how could the groom raise his head and talk directly to the emperor, either with the stick or with the palm of his mouth.But Zhuo Beiya answered him with a smile: "Yes, I have already prepared a cleansing feast in the apse, and you, Amon, will come to drink at that time!" His purple eyes were full of smiles.

How can it be?Can the groom also go to the hall to drink?I was a little dizzy, but I refrained from asking him these questions. I thought that Xiyun and Nanze are thousands of miles apart, so there must be differences in folk customs and customs, so just stay calm.

I was finally able to get off the horse. The bumps along the way made my face turn pale and my chest feel tight and nauseous, but looking at Zhuo Beiya's dark face, my self-esteem was inexplicably haunted, and I didn't want to show a little bit of weakness.I touched the silk scarf tied next to my ear, feeling a little unnatural, afraid that it would slip off again. It would be fine if I were as beautiful as a fairy, but it would be a shame to show this ugly face.

Zobeiya handed the reins to the groom named Amon, and firmly grasped my wrist with the other hand, pulling me into his side with a force.I yelled at him in pain: "Let go!" The yell seemed a bit loud, and the grooms feeding the horses all looked in our direction with surprised expressions.

But Zhuo Beiya didn't intend to let go at all, nor did he show any embarrassment, instead he laughed and said: "Imperial Concubine, so what if I don't let you go? Could it be that you plan to stand here with this king's white horse forever?"

(End of this chapter)