When Zhao Yuanjing drove his horse forward, at that moment, many old ministers inexplicably remembered that there were people who were as powerful as this several years ago.

Of course, Zhao Yuanjing didn't go alone.

Beside him, there were five hundred personal soldiers, led by Wei Jintai himself.

There was also a carriage behind. Yun Dai was sitting in the carriage, and Xiaozhuang and Baoxing were driving the carriage. The curtains of the carriage were covered tightly, so outsiders could not find out the situation inside, nor did they know who was sitting inside.

The child was going to go even if he was making a fuss, but she refused to take the carriage, changed into men's clothes and followed her mother.

The carriage is very ordinary and low-key.

If you don't pay attention, you will think you are just an outsider who follows the personal soldiers and takes advantage of the popularity.

The most noticeable one is not only Zhao Yuanjing wearing a silver mask, but also another man in black robe who followed him.

The man rode a pure black horse, wearing a black cloak, and the hat on the cloak drooped down, covering his head and most of his face.

He is a man completely hidden in his black robe.

It looks very mysterious.

Even Yun Dai couldn't help looking at him frequently.

"Baoxing, who is that man in black robe?" Yun Dai asked Baoxing.

Baoxing smiled and said, "This slave really doesn't know. I believe General Wei should know it."

Yun Dai nodded and looked at the man in black robe again, vaguely feeling that his back looked familiar.

Who will it be?

It must be someone she knows.

If you can follow Zhao Yuanjing so close, you will not be an ordinary person.

Although Yun Dai was curious, he did not send anyone to ask directly.

Until she left the city, there were no outsiders around her. Yun Dai asked the child to take a carriage to rest, and rode her horse to Zhao Yuanjing.

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "You are now riding a horse and it looks decent."

"After all, it's someone who has been between the Great Zhou and the Northern Qi Dynasty many times, how can he not ride a horse?"

"Why don't you ride your own night lion, or ride your child's maroon horse?"

"The little lion is too old, I can't bear to ride it."

"Then you still bring it with you and let it stay in the Taoist temple and retire quietly?"

"The little lion is too old."

"I know, you said it just now."

"I mean, Northern Qi is the hometown of the little lion, and it will be willing to be buried in its hometown."

Zhao Yuanjing was slightly stunned.

He turned around and looked at the carriage.

Although the snow-white night lion looks beautiful, it is indeed very old.

This time Yun Dai took it to Northern Qi, but he didn't plan to bring it back.

Yun Dai looked at the man in black and asked, "Who is he?"

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "Can't you recognize it?"

“A little familiar.”

"Han Yu."

"Han...Yu?" The name is very strange, Yun Dai is sure that she has never heard of it.

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said to the man in black robe: "Why don't you give him a look?"

The man in black robe raised his hand and lifted the cape on his head, revealing a round, slim head and a handsome, smiling face.

It turned out to be Master Huiyuan.

"Why are you? Why are you following you?" Yun Dai was surprised.

Huiyuan had already pulled the hat up and said, "I am Your Majesty's military advisor, so I'm naturally coming."

Yun Dai said: "As soon as you become a monk, you must also participate in wars and commit murder. Are you not afraid of going to hell?"

Huiyuan said: "From today, I am no longer a monk."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that Huiyuan has returned to secular life." Zhao Yuanjing said.
Chapter completed!