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Song Qingyu halted his steps and forced out a smile, gently saying, "Ninth Prince, after you."

Zuo Linyi let out a fleeting smile. He got off the carriage and leaned against it lazily. He then knocked on the carriage, signalling Song Qingyu to hurry up.

Song Qingyu followed closely behind. The warm sunlight shone down on him, brightening up his vision. The racetrack in front of them was the size of a palace. There were different guards on every level around the racetrack, and in the middle of the racetrack, there was a divine force watching over it, which made it seem all the more solemn and solemn.

Around the mountain, several people were already seated on the high platform. King Yu had arrived a long time ago, and the people seated next to him were all unfamiliar faces. They were all wearing embroidered clothing and had a strict expression on their faces. Even when they were talking and laughing, it was a tight and fake test.

Song Qingyu knew that apart from King Yu, the two princes sitting in the seat of honor were already conferred the title of Prince Ming and King Dingbei. The prince was a single level higher than Prince Gao Yu, and two levels higher. Prince Ming was normally gentle and kind, with almost no sense of presence in the imperial court. The Northern King, on the other hand, had already made some meritorious service. Although he was far to the north, his prestige wasn't any lower than King Yu's.

However, the birth mothers of King Yu and the Ninth Prince were higher than the other two. They had been extremely intelligent since young, and even though they were the youngest, they were still well liked by Hua Di. Due to this, a few years ago, Prince Ming and King Dingbei were forced to leave their fiefdom. They did not summon them, and they only returned to the Imperial City once every three years, which did not delay them for too long.

Because of this, King Dingbei had long hated his two younger brothers. He had long had the intention of conspiring against Qin Wentian, which was why he was constantly strengthening his own strength in the Northern Dipper Battlefield. In comparison, Prince Ming did not show any signs of activity.

Song Qing and Madam Yu didn't enter the stage, the people from far away had long seen the shadow of the Ninth Prince.

Along with a loud and clear voice that sounded like the singing of an eunuch, he said: The ninth prince has arrived.

Everyone turned to look at Zhang Xuan at the same time.

Zuo Linyi smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly. Even though he was on the high platform, his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised. Even though his appearance was rather sloppy, it gave people a sense of deterrence.

King Dingbei slightly narrowed his eyes and laughed out loud. "It's been three years since we last met, and Ninth Brother has grown up as well. The year this king went to the north, Ninth Brother was even punished to kneel by royal father in the imperial study. "

King Yu took a sip of tea. He didn't seem to care much about the Ninth Prince, but he was curious as to why there was a kind-looking young master by his side. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Currently, Ninth Brother is still in trouble, so Royal Father has punished him quite a bit. A few days ago, he personally ordered for God's Army to capture him. Otherwise, we wouldn't have seen him so early. "I wonder where the hubbub went."

Zuo Linyi stepped forward when he heard this. "Seventh Brother, I hope you don't let these matters of mine get wiped clean."

"You know how to embarrass yourself?" Prince Ming laughed heartily as he saw Song Qingyu following closely behind him, "Who is this friend?"

Song Qingyu bowed and was about to register himself. He was stopped by Zuo Linyi, "This is Little Song brother, your servant brother's friend." As soon as I entered the palace, my younger brother took me around. "

Upon hearing that it was a friend of Zuo Linyi's, King Dingbei's mouth curved into a sneer.

Everyone knew that Zuo Linyi's friends were all very dishonest. Now, Zuo Linyi had the guts to bring his friends directly to the palace. And this friend of his only wanted to make use of Zuo Linyi to get rich, so he wasn't even worth mentioning.

Song Qingyu could feel a look of disgust on his face. His face was calm. He cupped his hands and bowed deeply, "This humble one pays his respect to Prince Ming, King Dingbei, and Prince Yu."

Zuo Linyi was slightly surprised. He felt that Song Qingyu's manly actions seemed to be very smooth sailing.

Suddenly, a cloud of dust rose from the racetrack, followed by a clamor.

"Little Princess, be careful."

"Little Princess, you can't leave from there!"

Song Qingyu looked at the dust and his heart seemed to resonate with her. It was as if he was back in his previous life when he was fighting on the battlefield. When he was on the verge of death, those brave warriors had never given up on her. Thus, she killed the enemy step by step. With each victory she made, she eventually became the most important chess piece of Zuo Linyu.

She slightly clenched her fist. She suddenly felt a trace of nostalgia towards the bloody battlefield that did not lie to them.

So much so that when he saw the galloping horses on the racetrack, he had a sudden desire to race. However, her calm expression quickly concealed her thoughts.

At this moment, a horse was galloping towards them. A woman in red clothes came over quickly. She cupped her hands in greeting and said, "Fourth, Fifth, Seventh Brother."

"Isn't that eleven?" Prince Ming was overjoyed. "Wasn't she a little girl before? How come she's so big now? Hurry and take a look at Fourth Brother's place. "

"There are no rules at all. "Ya Feng, did you not see this brother of mine before?" Zuo Linyi glared at her and found an empty seat to casually sit down.

Princess Ya Feng pursed her lips. "I still haven't settled the matter of Li Yi's inquiry with you."

"You deserve to be beaten for making things so difficult for us." Zuo Linyi sipped some tea and looked ahead. He suddenly smiled and said, "Just say it, we're here."

King Dingbei was startled. Princess Xiafeng was the youngest princess of the Hua Di sect and was very fond of her. How did he get beaten?

Song Qingyu shifted his gaze over, only to see a man in the distance, clad in the robes of a god. However, he was still in his early twenties. He had a smile plastered on his face, and a solemn and cold feeling caressed his face.

This was the Lieutenant Li Yixian of the God's Army.

Song Qingyu suddenly remembered that this person was the same person he met when he first went to the palace to meet Chen Fei.

As he approached with large strides, Song Qingyu felt a sense of familiarity. This feeling was very subtle, a feeling that he had never experienced before. It was as if he had met an extremely good and close person.

However, Song Qingyu remembered that this was probably their second meeting.

Could this be a benefactor?

Although their figures looked similar, the aura they emitted was different. However, in the depths of the palace, everyone was concealing their emotions, whether it was true or false.

When he recovered his wits, he had already walked in front of everyone with large strides, bowing respectfully, "This humble subject, Li Yi, pays his respects to the princes. The racetrack was ready. I invite all princes to move. "

Noticing Li Yi's cold expression and the fact that he never looked over, Princess Ya Feng snorted, "Isn't it just a lieutenant? He always puts on a face to affect my mood. Someone come, let's punish him. "

After she finished speaking, she was surrounded by the God's Army, and no one moved. After waiting for a long time, she stomped her feet in anger, "Li Yi Xun, don't be too presumptuous! This is an order from this princess, you dare to disobey? "

The first time Dingbei Wang saw Li Yi Xun, he felt that he was different from the others. Now, even Princess Ya Feng's order was just an empty lie in front of him. This showed just how important this person was in the Imperial Palace. And this man is a lieutenant of the Army of God...