Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"...What did you say? Xiang Xing and Yan Heng are getting along?"

After listening to the report of the spies, a certain black hand behind the dark curtain, a young man in a moonlight costume, was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the chair of the master.

There was an uncertain look on Jun's face behind the curtain.

"Is this true?"

"...Go back to the Lord, it is absolutely true!"

The spy returned, "I saw it with my own eyes, that Xiang Xing and Yan Heng... I'm afraid they already have a skin-to-skin relationship!"

He said, his brows suddenly tightened, and then he asked, "Lord, do you think we should cut the mess with a quick knife, and quickly remove that star, lest Yan Heng know more..."

"You said that they have a skin-to-skin relationship, so what he should know, didn't he know it already!"

The man glanced helplessly at his stupid subordinate and sighed depressedly.

After a long while, the scout A saw that he tapped the armrest of the Grand Master's chair a little dejectedly.

Immediately, he tightened his knuckles and squeezed the armrest into a crunch.

And reluctantly said, "You should first withdraw the newly dispatched spies to the main hall... lest those brainless people be too stupid to expose themselves and cause the main hall to lose a few chess pieces in vain."

"Furthermore, our opponent has changed from Xiang Xing to Yan Heng, how could you possibly be able to deal with the cunning Luo Yunguo Protector General!"

He said, suddenly stood up, his hands clenched into fists, "Yan Heng, we should wait for this hall to get rid of the incompetent Sha Lie at the Spring Search Conference."

"Okay, back off."

The man raised his hand lightly, and the scout A suddenly flashed and disappeared.

He paused, then leaned down suddenly and picked up a lamp on the table.

Pulling back the dark curtain, he walked slowly to the window lattice under the moon.

He raised his head and looked towards the white full moon in the sky.

A silver eye patch worn on the left eye shone with a faint silver light under the moonlight.

After a long while, the man hooked his lips and smiled ruthlessly.

"Yan Heng... Three years ago, you seized the left eye of the main hall, and the main hall also endured you for three years."

"Now, it is indeed time for you to pay it back!"

...

The seventeenth of the spring month.

The annual Spring Search Conference of the Barbarians in the Northern Territory officially started in the barbarian royal paddock.

In the name of the friendship between the two places, the first prince, Sha Lie, after some lobbying, the barbarian king finally agreed to let Luo Yunguo border generals participate in this grand ceremony in a friendly manner.

The barbarians sent this time, still two princes, as well as some princes and ministers.

On Luo Yunguo's side, Yan Heng led a group of lieutenants to fight.

After the opening of a barbarian sacrificial dance, the hunt begins.

"Father, it was Erchen who won the top spot in previous years, but Erchen doesn't feel interested anymore..."

Sha Yan laughed and took the initiative to pull the horse to the side of the barbarian king's horse, "So, this year, let the elder brother and the ministers make trouble. The minister will accompany you, and you will be satisfied with the spring scenery."

"Your heart is very strange."

The barbarian king looked at his young son with a laugh, and raised his brows slightly.

However, he didn't seem to think much, so he followed.

However, before the two of them rode their horses a few steps, the Barbarian King suddenly felt that something was not right.

For some reason, he always felt that the generals of Luo Yunguo who passed by in front of him seemed to be unexpectedly polite to the little son beside him.

From time to time, he stopped his horse and nodded to him.

There was even an unusually subtle eye contact.

Seeing this scene, the barbarian king could not help but raise his eyes unexpectedly.