Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Early the next morning.

Song Quan kept in mind the mission given by Gu Yihan, and got up before dawn to order troops.

The Song Family Army had a total of 200 personal soldiers stationed in the capital. Today, they were all called together by Song Quan.

In addition to paying attention to the emperor's orders.

He was even more excited, and was about to send Princess Yaoguang away with his own hands!

This little man, his eldest daughter was forced to be ordained as a monk!

Really hateful!

He didn't dare to touch the emperor's Ni scales directly, so if he did this in secret, there would always be a way to send the little princess away!

After Song Quan ordered his troops, he was ready to set off and enter the palace to pick up the princess.

Song Qiyuan was even more unbearably happy, and planned to go with Song Quan.

Song Quan said: "You wait at home, if you do well, you can plan a few words for your father. Maybe, the emperor will reward you with a half-official job, so you won't be afraid of not being able to carry it in front of Yongye Hou. Get up."

Song Qiyuan gritted his teeth and nodded: "Marquis Yongye once insulted me, and when Princess Yaoguang is resolved, we can concentrate on dealing with Bai Yi and Ye Siming!"

Song Quan was noncommittal, he explained a few more words, and set off with his troops.

The Song family's army was all wearing armor, and two columns of tall horses marched through the street mightily.

The onlookers rarely saw such a battle, and they were inevitably worried and puzzled: "What is this going to do, does it mean that there is going to be another war?"

Bai Yi went out in the morning and planned to queue up at the little princess' sugar shop early because Mrs. Bai wanted to eat her family's pastries.

But seeing Song Quan riding in the lead, with a lot of soldiers rushing in the direction of the palace.

He frowned and wondered, "What is this for?"

According to the palace regulations, non-Prince Guard soldiers, if the number exceeds one hundred, are not allowed to approach the palace without the emperor's call.

Otherwise it is equivalent to treason!

Bai Yi was worried that Song Quan would jump over the wall and want to do something that would endanger the safety of the emperor.

He didn't even bother to go shopping, and hurriedly turned back home.

He changed his clothes in a hurry. Seeing this, Mrs. Bai asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

"I just saw Song Quan go to the palace with all his soldiers and horses. Everyone is wearing armor and a long sword. I suspect that the palace is going to change! At this moment, I must **** the monarch!"

By the side, Ye Si Ming, who was eating slowly and carefully, had a meal.

He stood up suddenly: "Song Quan?"

Bai Yi didn't bother to answer, just nodded, picked up his red tassel spear, and was about to get on his horse.

However, Ye Siming moved faster than him and directly grabbed his horse!

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment and scolded: "What are you doing! Come down quickly, I have to guard the palace at this critical moment!"

Ye Siming clenched the reins with long fingers, his long eyebrows wrinkled and his face was cold: "I know what Song Quan wants to do, he wants to send Gu Nuo'er out of the palace."

Bai Yi was stunned: "Then you have to come down, I will persuade him!"

"No need to persuade," Ye Siming touched the sword at his waist: "I'll kill him."

"Nonsense! There are two hundred soldiers by his side!"

"Killed together."

After all, Ye Siming tightened the reins.

The horses dashed out like arrows.

Almost knocked the doorman a somersault.

Mrs. Bai was worried: "Master, come with you."

Bai Yi was afraid that his wife would be uneasy, so he quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, he has high martial arts skills and shouldn't be hurt."

Who knows, Madam Bai slapped him on the back.

"Am I anxious about this! I am anxious that he will kill everyone, so I can't explain it to the emperor, you stupid bastard, don't hurry up! If Si Ming has any good or bad, don't enter the door!"