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2200. Italy capital city

Moreover, she always felt that the word "smart" that Zhao Dongting said was ridiculous.

What he really means is that he is stupid, and he didn't realize his identity until this time, right?

His Highness the Saint no longer paid attention to Zhao Dongting, but gave him a blank look.

Zhao Dongting always smiled, and seemed harmless, but when it fell into her eyes, it was always so annoying.

Unconsciously, she began to wonder how such a guy would have such a legendary life.

How did he do it?

Although His Highness is not a great master of the Song Dynasty, because of his identity, he is definitely much more clear about Zhao Dongting's history of making a fortune than most people in the West.

Of course, it is the version that has been circulated to the West.

Zhao Dongting was portrayed as the Emperor of the East, and was young and almost omnipotent.

Taking over power at a young age, he reversed the situation in the Song and Yuan dynasties with his mere remnants of the army and dominated the East. This was incomparable to His Majesty, who was high in the West.

In the afternoon, Zhao Dongting did not get on the Saint's carriage again.

As soon as she sat down in her carriage, Le Chan asked with a smile: "Husband, is the saint beautiful?"

Zhao Dongting replied without blushing, "It should be pretty good. I can't see her face even under the veil. But no matter how beautiful she is, she must be less beautiful than my ladies."

After saying that, he took the opportunity to hug Le Chan and Li Xiushu who were sitting next to him.

Li Xiushu smiled silly.

Le Chanze said: "Isn't it all cheaper for you?"

Only she would say such things in front of Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting smiled proudly.

For him, the two most proud things in life are to restore the Song Dynasty and make the girls fall in love with them.

The other girls also chuckled.

The itinerary for the next twenty days was more like a quick trip. There were many places with extremely good scenery along the way, which even Zhao Dongting had never seen before.

He even felt a little regretful that there were no cameras in this era.

But then I felt relieved. The scenery that stayed in my heart was the most beautiful. If I really miss it, it would not be a good thing to come and take a look in a few years.

The saint never talked to Zhao Dongting again. The two gangs were clearly distinguished, and no one paid attention to each other, and they were more like caravans walking together.

Of course, there are no thieves who are not good at raising their eyes to cause trouble for their convoy.

That's asking for death.

Look at the badges above, it's too late to hide.

The Holy See is absolutely superior in the West. After all, even the kings of the two empires must be personally granted the title by the Pope!

After entering the territory of the Kingdom of Italy, the scenery is completely different, especially those cities.

From here you can feel a distinctive artistic atmosphere.

Reliefs can be seen everywhere.

There are various types, but they all reflect the beauty of art.

There are also all kinds of street artists on the street.

This is a country with a lot of artistic sense.

At the same time, it can be seen that its economy is also very developed and its people's livelihood is also very good. This place close to the headquarters of the Holy See has not been slaughtered by war.

Zhao Dongting's rare sends Wang Wu to find the Saint and asks to slow down.

The Saint didn't know if he was still angry with him, so he directly refused, saying that His Majesty the Pope was still waiting for them in Fan Gangcheng.

Who knew that Zhao Dongting was just trying to be like, his "pride" was beyond the imagination of the saint.

When he arrived at the capital of Italy, he took his girls out of the car and went for a stroll.

Of course, the convoy stopped.

The convoy of the Holy See was in front and found that the convoy behind suddenly stopped leaving, so they had to stop.

Then he sent someone to come back to ask, and only then did he find out that Zhao Dongting took his women out of the car to play.

When the saint in the car heard the news, he almost rolled his eyes in anger, but he had to let the convoy find the ground to settle down for the time being.

She is not convenient for her to show up in such a downtown city.

And she guessed that even if she went to call Zhao Dongting back in person, that hateful guy would not pay attention to her.

This wait will take half a day.

When Zhao Dongting brought people to find them, it was already time to have supper.

When the saint saw Zhao Dongting, he couldn't help but hum and glanced at Zhao Dongting.

Le Chan noticed her actions, pinched Zhao Dongting's soft flesh on his waist and said, "Did you provoke her?"

Zhao Dongting said with a bitter face: "No, don't I accompany you every day?"

"Then why did she look at you with a weird look..."

Le Chan muttered, but she let go of her hand.

What the Saint Highness did not expect was that when she got up the next day, Lin Chong and others who stayed in the inn said that Zhao Dongting had already taken the girls out again.

The artistic atmosphere here really makes Zhao Dongting and the girls linger.

In this way, the convoy was delayed for two days at a very close place to Fan Gang City.

This made His Highness the Saint no longer have any good looks to Zhao Dongting.
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