Two days later.

Two horses appeared on the official roads of Giant Horse Province.

The left-headed knight is full of warrior suit, with a tall figure, holding a knife in his left hand, holding a bow on his back, and stepping on his three-eyed horse, with an extraordinary demeanor.

On the right head is a man wrapped in a black robe, even his face was covered with a cloak, holding a staff in his hand, and the body of a strong horse under his crotch was black without any trace of color. The feeling he gave people was a thick black fog. Even if the sky was bright, the person who was watching him felt a chill in his heart.

These two are Yang Zheng and Russell who left Wigolan.

Russell's indifferent voice came under his cloak: "You left by yourself, why do you want me to come with you?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said bluntly: "I'm not at ease to let you stay in Vigolan, so I'd better go to Wangdu with me."

Russell snorted.

"By the way, you have been studying mutants when you come back from Honeycomb Island. Have you ever had any results?"

"No." Russell's words are as good as gold.

"Not necessarily," Yang Zhengda looked at Russell meaningfully: "In that big battle more than half a year ago, you suffered a lot of injuries and kept hiding in the basement to study. Now it seems that you feel different."

Russell was silent.

"Let's do this, when I finish the affairs of Wei Rong Kingdom, we will go to the Black Mage Tower to see how it is."

Russell was shocked and stopped: "What are you doing there?"

"I'll know then. Don't you want to go?" Yang Zheng grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out with three eyes. A sliver of dust rose up on the official road.

Thorotun.

Yang Zheng's arrival seems very low-key.

He first booked a room at the Swan Hotel, and then went to visit Old Sean with some gifts.

The streets of Soloton were as lively as ever. Since Yang Zheng made up his mind to put down his burden, he seemed very relaxed and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of different styles of things.

People like Yang Zheng have much more sensitive perceptions of beauty than ordinary people.

A small bamboo utensil, a carved door and window, a clay pot with pickles, and even a girl playing on the roadside can stop and appreciate the beauty.

Yang Zheng kept a low profile, but his current identity was so respectful. The news of him coming to the capital had spread to the upper class of Weirong Kingdom through various means as soon as he entered the city. I don’t know how many eyeliners were staring at his every move in the dark.

Yang Zheng naturally knew it, but he had made up his mind to ignore all this.

After meeting Sean, he went to the palace to meet the nameless queen "sister" and left Wei Rong Kingdom.

Sean had been waiting there for the Speaker's Mansion.

He had long known through his eyes that Yang Zheng was moving up to his house. After the cooperation between the two of them for the past six months, their relationship was different. One-third of the profits of the cement trading companies controlled by Yang Zheng flowed into the speaker's pocket, and the huge interests closely linked the two together.

So there is no need to be polite when meeting.

Sean warmly greeted the door and brought Yang Zheng into the inner room.

"Congratulations to the Count, oh, no, it's time to call you Lord Marquis now." Old Sean quipped with a smile.

Yang Zheng bowed and said modestly: "It's all the support of the Speaker."

"You, why do I need to say this? Don't worry, as long as I am in power for one day, let alone the marquis, it will not be difficult for the prince in the future. Brother, are you interested in entering the parliament? Old York has a stroke in the first two days, and a seat is free. If you want it, I will get it for you."

Yang Zheng was a little nonsense. He and Xiao Shaun called him brothers. Now Old Shaun called him "brother". His generation was so chaotic, but he knew very well that Old Shaun treated him like this because of money. Yang Zheng was already tired of the hypocrisy of politicians.

He was silent for a moment and said in a slightly apologetic voice: "Sir Speaker, I actually want to say goodbye to you this time."

"What did you say?" Old Sean thought he didn't hear it clearly.

Yang Zheng raised his voice again: "Sir Speaker, I am leaving Weirong Kingdom, so I will say goodbye to you."

The air seemed to have frozen for a few seconds. Old Sean stood up suddenly and found that this action did not match his identity. He forced himself to sit down, raised his hand and pointed at Yang Zheng, and put it down again. After several times, he finally exhaled the breath that was holding in his chest: "Are you leaving? Is someone forcing you to tell me, I'll help you settle it?"

"No, no one forced me."

"That's because you have something to do and leave Weirong Kingdom to do it."

"No, Lord Speaker, I just want to leave Weirong Kingdom for a while."

Old Sean finally couldn't help but curse: "Nonsense!"

He pointed at Yang Zheng, his fingers trembled violently, and his already trivial face was now entangled like an old tree bark: "What is your identity now? You are the lord of a county, and you are the lord of a province soon. The prestige in the army is so great. If you want to leave, can you leave?"

"Speaker, I actually have a good replacement. The Obsidian family's Obsidian. Hua's ability to do business is not worse than mine. It's better for you to let him take care of me. I have told him that after I leave, the profits of the cement bank will not be less than yours."

"Ha!" Old Sean suddenly stood up and called out like a machine gun: "You young man, you young man, let me tell you what you are good. I think you are usually smart and have courage to do things. Why haven't you seen each other for a few days, you've become confused. Do you think I'm afraid that you will leave the cement business and have no money to give me? Bullshit, what is my identity, and you are afraid that you will extort my money. Wei Rong Kingdom is in trouble now, and the old king is not in good health. I'm afraid that I can't hold on this year. That eldest prince has been doing a lot recently and the frontier is unstable. Don't you want to cause chaos when you leave? No matter what your reasons are, please stay in Wei Rong Kingdom honestly."

Yang Zheng was stunned, he really didn't think so much about it.

Now he realized how deep the quagmire he was in is, and he couldn't just get out of it just by trying to get out.

Of course he could leave it all, but who would clean up the mess left to Weirong? The turmoil involved the livelihood of millions of people. Yang Zheng could not bear that responsibility...

Yang Zheng supported his forehead in distress.

Seeing that Yang Zheng was not determined to leave, Old Sean's face eased a little, and his voice slowed down: "Brother, don't think so much. Stay in Weirong Country. What's wrong with endless wealth and wealth? Go back and think about it carefully. By the way, take the time to go into the palace to meet the queen."

Yang Zheng did not visit the queen in the palace, but he found the green villa outside the palace.

It was here that he met the queen for the first time.

Under the guidance of the maid, I walked through the green courtyard of green trees and returned to the wooden loft in my memory.

Yang Zheng stood at the window, sucking a cup of hot tea, and found that the deepest memory of his queen was in this small manor.

Vaguely, the woman wearing a white coarse linen, casually tied her hair behind her head, and a slightly fragrant sweat on her face stood at the corner of the stairs and smiled at him, feeling a sense of beauty that seemed to be another world.

That faint, timeless, and even a little close to warm memory.

Suddenly I got bounced on my head.

Yang Zheng suddenly turned around and found that memory suddenly came out of reality.

The woman standing in front of him made him slightly stunned.

The queen pursed her lips gently, with a naughty smile in her eyes: "What are you thinking, my dear brother."

"I miss you." Yang Zheng blurted out.

When Yang Zheng jumped out of his throat, he realized what he said. He looked at Rachel's face with a little panic, from white to pink.

Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the queen used a teasing tone to relieve her embarrassment: "You are getting bolder."

Yang Zheng quickly recovered and smiled and said, "I really didn't lie. I really thought of you. Time flies so fast. We haven't seen each other for more than half a year."

"Yes, I'm one year older."

"Why do I think my sister is younger and more beautiful?"

Seeing Yang Zheng's serious look, the queen was amused: "You shouldn't be so slick here with me. I won't take your tricks. It's okay to cheat those little girls... Hey, don't say it, the noble ladies of Soloton are obsessed with you now."

Yang Zheng blushed with a rare look: "Don't mention that, don't mention that, you are young and frivolous, and I feel very ashamed when I think about it."

"You are so proud recently. Sean's old fox is advising to praise you all day long. I heard you are going to be promoted."

Listening to the queen's sarcastic tone, Yang Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. This is what he was worried about now.

"Queen, I actually want to say goodbye to you."

Rachel exclaimed: "Say your goodbye, where are you going?"

Yang Zheng was silent for a moment, and the bloody figure flashed in front of him again, which he would never forget in his life.

If the thorn that was stalked in his heart was not pulled out, Yang Zheng would always live in the shadow.

"Do you remember Scarlett?"

Rachel's hand trembled, and a fresh orange in her hand fell to the ground.

"Why do I ask her, I can't remember..."

"Your Majesty," Yang Zheng begged in a low voice. This was his first time in this world begging others: "I know Scarlett is a member of the temple. If you know where the temple is, please tell me."

"I don't know, don't ask me." Rachel stood up and hurried out.

Yang Zheng chased after him and stood in front of Rachel.

“Get out of here.”

Rachel showed off the majesty of the queen in front of Yang Zheng for the first time, but in front of her was a bold and arrogant guy.

Seeing that Yang Zheng had no intention of moving, Rachel scolded: "You are so brave."

"Tell me where the temple is."

"I said, I don't know what temple."

Yang Zheng pursed his lips and looked at Rachel with his eyes flashing. He knew that the queen might have lied, why did she not want to mention Scarlett.

"Scarlett may be dead." After thinking about it, Yang Zheng had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Impossible!" Rachel blurted out: "How could she die? You don't know what kind of power she has."

"I know, what I saw with my own eyes, did you know the sudden desert that suddenly appeared eighty miles east of Soroton? That was caused by the fight between Scarlett and Yun Zhongjun."

When it comes to Yun Zhongjun, Rachel wakes up and realizes that Yang Zheng is definitely not trying to deceive her.
To be continued...