My enemies became my companions

Chapter 239: Aunt Zhu was touched by someone?

Min Ning raised his head and saw that the man called "Prince" had a stern face and was wearing heavy armor. The scales on his armor shone murderously in the dusk. The armor plates were connected by red ropes, layer upon layer, and when they moved slightly, they looked like golden leather. There was a dark robe sandwiched between the armor plates to deflect stray arrows and connect the armor.

This piece of fish scale armor is much larger and heavier than ordinary armor. Even an experienced veteran soldier may not be able to support it. But when worn on the man's eight-foot body, it fits him perfectly.

The group of brave cavalrymen following Qin Liancheng were already shocked by this scene, and King Annan slowly raised his hand and waved, and more than sixty horsemen came towards them from the distance. She clamped her calves lightly on the belly of the Arabian horse, slowly stepped forward, drew out the gun in her hand, and Qin Liancheng's body slid down weakly.

King Annan said calmly, "Why don't you get off your horse?"

The group of brave cavalrymen froze for a moment, and seeing the sixty-odd cavalrymen approaching, they did not dare to delay and dismounted from their horses one after another. Then they knelt on the ground with their heads lowered, and drops of sweat as big as buckets dripped down their cheeks.

After looking around, King Annan raised his eyes and looked at the young hero Min who was fighting against many enemies alone.

When the man looked over, Min Ning was stunned. It turned out to be a pair of snake eyes. The tall figure stood on the Ferghana horse, with a majestic aura that looked down on everything.

"Flying Fish Clothes, Embroidered Spring Knife, are you a Jinyiwei?"

King Annan spoke in a calm voice, as if he was thinking of someone.
"I seem to have a grudge against the Royal Guards."

Min Ning was stunned for a moment, her heavy breathing stopped for a moment, she clenched the sword in her hand and replied:

"Your Highness can't possibly have grudges against all the Jinyiwei."

When those people called him "Prince" and "Prince", even a dumb person would know that the person in front of them was the King of Annan, a traitor who was enough to shake the world of Dayu.

She seemed ready to attack suddenly at any time.

"Put the knife away."

When the intimidating words came out, Min Ning, who was tense all over, paused for a moment and subconsciously wanted to sheath his sword, but suddenly stopped halfway. Then he saw that the more than sixty riders who followed the King of Annan sheathed their swords one after another.

Min Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but still looked at the King of Annan vigilantly.

The King of Annan seemed to ignore her and instead gave instructions: "First collect the bodies and hang them on the parade ground, then put them down after seven days. As for the dead civilians, whoever did it will die, and then send money to the victims' families. Let's do it now."

The kneeling warriors trembled, but with Qin Liancheng's body in front of them, no one dared to say a word.

The soldiers who received the order rode fast horses to the military camp.

At this time, King Annan looked at Min Ning again.

Min Ning watched the whole scene, and now he breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "I am the Jinyiwei, and you are... the King of Annan?"

"You don't have to avoid me like a snake or scorpion." King Annan said calmly, staring at Min Ning and smiling gently, "You are young, but your martial arts are good, and you have a chivalrous spirit. Not bad, you are a great talent."

When Min Ning heard this, she sensed the admiration and recruitment intention in it. However, although she now had a good impression of King Annan, the latter was after all a king of a different surname who was regarded as a scourge. Moreover, she was openly investigating Qiu Gang's death, so she said:
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness, but I'm afraid I can't bear it."

"Whether you can afford it or not is just a matter of words."

Min Ning looked around, pondered for a while, and said goodbye: "Since there is nothing else, then I will..."

"Something happened."

Min Ning clenched the hilt of the knife and looked up at the tall figure.

As a fellow warrior, she could feel that the King of Annan in front of her was far more skilled in martial arts than herself.

She couldn't help holding her breath and holding the sword in front of her...

The King of Annan looked calm. Min Ning was only a sixth-rank warrior, and such behavior was no different from a wild cat getting angry in front of her. She did not comment and just smiled lightly. The composure of this foreign prince was almost obvious.

On the horse, Qin Qingluo asked calmly, "If I want to treat you with courtesy, do you want it or not?"

Min Ning saw the difference in martial arts between the two, and saw the sixty-odd riders behind her. She also thought of Chen Yi who had sneaked into the army. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "I never thought I could be appreciated by a great man." After that, she blew a whistle, and the fine horse she brought from the Western Factory galloped over. Min Ning immediately jumped on the horse. Now that she was no longer being looked down upon by the king of a different surname from his horse, she felt a touch of pride and said,

"Then please lead the way, Your Majesty."

Qin Qingluo smiled.

The group slowly went up the mountain. Min Ning followed the King of Annan. The two were almost running side by side, but Min Ning was a horse head shorter than her. The latter told Min Ning her name: Qin Qingluo, with the courtesy name Gaowu.

Min Ning glanced at the tall figure in heavy armor. Although he felt that she was tall when she was standing on the ground, it was not intuitive enough. Now that he was also riding a horse, he realized how tall this prince was. He was more than eight feet tall, which was rare even among northern men.

Come to think of it, this is also the first time that she has been appreciated by an important figure?
A knight-errant wanders the world, taking pleasure in revenge, doing good deeds, and being appreciated by others. If one of these three is missing, he is not a knight-errant. Now that he has been appreciated by others, even if it is that king of a different surname, Min Ning feels a little happy.

The two chatted along the way. Qin Qingluo didn't seem to have any hostility, so Min Ning relaxed a little.

"You agreed to the invitation so readily. Aren't you afraid that I would have a grudge against the Jinyiwei?" Qin Qingluo asked.

"The grudge belongs to someone else, what does it have to do with me?" Min Ning said with a casual smile, "Besides, the prince's martial arts level is far superior to mine. If you force me to stay, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape. In the final analysis, it's better to drink a toast than a penalty drink."

The King of Annan smiled, looking nonchalant. She gently pulled the reins, and the Arabian horse slowed down its pace. It was originally a head ahead, but now it was almost shoulder to shoulder. This shows the details of the local vassal king's respect for the wise and humble, neither too close nor too distant. Even if people don't notice it at first, they will surely sigh in their hearts when they come to realize it later.

"You are wearing a flying fish suit, so your official position is not low." Qin Qingluo said slowly, "I just don't know if you know someone."

Min Ning subconsciously asked: "Who?"

"An old friend." Qin Qingluo said, taking something out from his sleeve, "I have his portrait."

Min Ning is the captain of the Western Factory. He knows most of the people in the East and West Factories, and he can even name them. He also knows one-third of the Jinyiwei. Now Qin Qingluo says that he is an old friend, and the prince treats him with courtesy, so the young man does not have too many guards. What's more, if Qin Qingluo wants to take action, he can do it then. Why wait until now?
Min Ning took the portrait, spread out the paper, and looked at it carefully.

Qin Qingluo looked sideways, and then heard a sentence,

"Isn't this Captain Chen Yi? I know him."

Min Ning was puzzled.

“But how could he?”

How could he be an old friend of the King of Annan? When did he establish such a relationship? Moreover, didn't he kill the King of Annan's spy?

While Min Ning was confused, the female prince's pupils suddenly shrank and her eyes narrowed.

She raised her hand slightly, with a hint of murderous intent rising in her mind.

But suddenly, I felt my chest tighten, as if something was grabbing and twisting it hard.

Qin Qingluo hissed, his face turned pale, and his tall body fell down as if struck by lightning.

She covered her chest, as if she had a sudden illness.

Min Ning was startled and reached out to help, but Qin Qingluo waved his hand and said:

"No, it's okay..."

As her chest was pressed through the armor, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

Aunt Zhu was touched by someone?

who is it?

Qin Qingluo suddenly felt a chill down his spine as if struck by lightning.
Who else could it be?!
(End of this chapter)