Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The smell of delicious food was lingering again, and the little thought that had just emerged in the little guy's mind was instantly dissipated by the shock...

Seeing that the dignified general of the Xuanyuan Kingdom was teased like a little monkey, holding a big pancake, jumped directly behind a guy who was laughing and pampering, and then nibbled on the cake, ignoring it. Ignoring her again, Feng Han couldn't help but help her forehead.

This picture must not be transmitted to the cavalry camp.

"Eldest sister, although your method is not bad, but Dingtian can only catch Beihu's handle, and it can't achieve my goal~"

Feng Lan laughed and poured a cup of throat tea for the little monkey behind him and handed it over.

"...for what purpose??"

Feng Han and Situ Ling spoke at the same time.

When the words fell, she glanced at the equally astonished little emperor beside her with a strange expression, "No, don't you know about the sage??"

"Uh……"

Situ Ling was stunned, and immediately scratched the back of his head naively, smiling dryly, "Dalan only told Gu not to send troops to arrest people. As for why, I really didn't say... Gu also forgot to ask."

"..."

Feng Han twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly.

She paused, and couldn't help but look at her brother with a relaxed face.

A faint, complex color flashed across his eyes quickly.

Why does she feel that Feng Lan now has the taste of those regent ministers.

It seemed that she had to find a time to remind him not to overstep her authority.

...

At the same time, the suburbs of the imperial capital.

Brother Jiang Yuhe escorted Bei Xiuli away for dozens of miles. The more they escaped, the more they felt that something was wrong.

"...Second brother, we robbed the Imperial Capital Prison. Why did we escape for so long without any chasing soldiers coming to hunt him down?"

Looking at the empty space behind him, Jiang Yuhong finally couldn't help but stop, pulled his second brother's arm, and asked uneasily.

"I think it's weird too, bro."

Jiang Yuhe shook his head in confusion.

After thinking about it for a while, he still sank his mind and continued to use light energy, "Although I don't know if there is any fraud here, but while it's still safe at the moment, it's better for us to escape for a few more miles than to stay in place, silly. Strong in the ground."

"It's also..."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuhong nodded in agreement, and followed suit.

But in the next second, the left and right hands of the two were clasped by a pair of slender hands at the same time, preventing their next movements.

The two looked up in amazement, but saw their master frowning and looking at them slightly displeased.

"Commander Dajiang, there is something that this princess wanted to ask you when she came out of that prison."

Bei Xiuli said, and suddenly glanced at Jiang Yuhong, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, and she muttered a little irritably, "My dignified Second Princess Beihu, why did I run away like a fugitive? Can't we go directly to the father's camp?"

"Could it be that Situ Ling still has the courage to send troops directly to capture us from the father's camp?"

"Ah this..."

Jiang Yuhong was stunned for a moment, and there was a little embarrassment in his eyes.

The former Situ Ling may not have, but now...

Can't say, really can't say.

However, Bei Xiuli obviously did not realize this.

"Why don't you even answer what this princess said?"

Seeing that the Jiang brothers were silent, she felt even more unhappy, and she couldn't help but ask, "Also, if we run away like this, where is the next foothold? You haven't considered this yet, have you?"

The two were robbed on a whim after they met each other in prison. With her understanding of these two guys with brute force and small brains...

Bei Xiuli suddenly felt that her future was a little slim.

Update tomorrow morning