My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 471 Princess
An Tong suppressed her anger, then crossed her arms with a look of disdain on her face: "Oh, it's boring to still use this method to strike up a conversation these days."

Kono, who was beside him, almost didn't stop. He put his arm on the boy's shoulder and laughed, "Hey, this is the first time I've seen you shrink in front of a girl."

The young man didn't care, he leaned slightly and said, "I'm sorry."

"However, because there is a night banquet held in the palace, late at night, and there is a curfew outside the city, it is difficult to move."

"If you can, come with us to the palace and get some information, which will also help you learn."

The boy rarely looked directly at the two girls when he spoke, and was ready to turn around and leave after speaking.

Seeing the young man's gentle back, Wu Xueyan was a little confused for a moment.

It seemed that he had recognized the wrong person, and An Tong was still hostile to him.

"Forget it," An Tong gritted her teeth and took a step forward, "You guys can lead the way."

After all, they didn't really come here to play. They still had the important mission of Dogen's class, and they had to find their lost stupid husband as soon as possible.

Of course, Kono considers himself to be on the friendly side.

"Daoyuan class, who are you?" An Tong tasted the fruit at the night banquet, and it tasted pretty good.

In the middle of a pool, a somewhat helpless young man wearing a white shirt was being held by the slender fingers of a girl who looked to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old and wearing a purple shirt and thin skirt, teaching him step by step. Dance.

"It's strange that I have to be willing to leave. I think it's good to stay here."

For the current mission, the political significance of their coming is high. Only if they are here can some forces intervene and make a name for themselves.

"My mobile phone ran out of battery when we were in the secret realm. Now I can't even take two photos," the girl spread her hands and said, "As a result, after asking around in the palace, I found out that either my mobile phone has run out of battery or I didn't bring it with me. ...If you don’t want to give it, just give it. It’s really boring.”

"Ok?"

An Tong definitely couldn't let Wu Xueyan find steps for her, otherwise what would happen if Xiao Xueyan was caught? She didn't care about this aspect, so she just let them lead the way rudely.

The princes and ministers did not wear complicated formal clothes, but they were particularly particular about their simple clothes.

The girl had an inexplicable arrogant temperament, but she took the initiative to sit over, hugged her chest and said, "Are you disciples of the sect or students of the Daoyuan class?"

An Tong was a little confused after hearing this. Shouldn't the mission be to take the missing students home...

"I am a disciple of the sect," the girl yawned and complained absentmindedly: "Oh, I really don't know when I can go back... Oh, by the way, do your mobile phones still have power?"

"Oh...does your mobile phone still have power?" The girl was stunned and looked at the mobile phone in An Tong's hand.

Something seems to be wrong.

If you want to enter from the main entrance of the palace, there will be very complicated rules and etiquette issues, but with a specially prepared invitation, all inappropriate behaviors will be regarded as normal.

As for the core of the layout, it is for a certain secret treasure in this world, which requires the cooperation of all subordinate personnel. It is inconvenient to go into details.

A girl wearing a tank top, dark hair, and a watch complained to the men and women on the stage, then turned around and saw An Tong and Wu Xueyan, raised her chin slightly, "Hey, you guys come here to do it too Have you conquered it yet?”

Entering the palace, its gorgeous decoration makes people feel like they are in a dream.

Secondly, these students have already constituted sufficient combat power and formed a strategic threat. The use of force is allowed in individual cases, especially when facing certain unfriendly foreigners.

"Take pictures?" Halfway through the girl's words, An Tong took out her mobile phone from her pocket and asked with interest, "Do you need me to help you take pictures?"

"Hey, that's great!" Kono was so happy that he followed Wu Xueyan, saying both words and phrases, saying that I love your country. We are definitely our own people. At the same time, he diligently explained the current situation. Briefly explained.

"Haha," An Tong patted the storage mirror in her pocket, "I also carry more than ten power banks and two hand-cranked generators!"

"Xiao, Xiao An..." Wu Xueyan heard this and hurriedly wanted to stop An Tong.

The students in the secret realm have basically been stranded for more than a month, and their mobile phones have long been out of power. Students who come to perform tasks need to check whether there are any prohibited items in the storage mirror. Mobile phones are illegal items, and basic communication is required. Just the terminal.

And they...

They even jumped on the train heading to the border. They didn't connect to the terminal just now because they didn't have this task at all on the terminal network...

Now I take out my mobile phone in public...

"Yes, can you take some photos for me?" The girl rushed to An Tong's side eagerly, looking a little embarrassed, which was completely different from her previous attitude.

"What's wrong with this?" An Tong glanced at a perfect photo location, "Go and stand where you want."

The girl ran to a golden dragon, "Is this okay?"

Faced with the question, An Tong only responded with a thumbs up. After taking a few photos, she waved her hand and said, "Change some moves."

"Change... actions?" The girl was a little confused.

"That's right," An Tong directed, "It's okay to compete, or if you have a toothache."

"Tooth... hurts?" "Then just hold on to the table and lean forward slightly... OK, OK!"

"Already...finished?" The girl leaned over doubtfully.

"No!" An Tong directly handed the phone to the girl, and the girl took it and stared at herself in the photo for a long time.

"There are others, why are you only looking at this one?" An Tong said, sliding up the screen, and the photos were switching one by one. After sliding more than a dozen photos, a picture of Yin Hang and An Tong suddenly appeared. group photo.

"Who is this man?" The girl was interested for a moment. Seeing them hugging each other, she asked again: "Your husband?"

"Yes, my husband!" An Tong snorted. Just now she sent the photo to QQ and then saved it. The photo that the girl had just taken was the photo she had carefully prepared.

"So, do you like each other..." The girl stopped asking midway through the question. After all, the strong love in An Tong's eyes, or the look of showing off, was too obvious.

But, this is obviously a very ordinary man... Why does the girl in front of him like him so much?

For a moment, while the girl was still listening to An Tong's story with great interest, an old man in dark blue robes hurried over.

"Princess Xiaohui..." The old man bent down and said.

The girl's expression froze and she immediately stared, "You have the wrong person."

"But, Princess Xiaohui, the Prince Consort has arrived..."

"If anyone dares to mention this, I will kill him from all nine tribes!" The girl slammed the table hard, even knocking some of the peels An Tong had just peeled off to the ground.

"I am guilty!" The old man kowtowed hurriedly, but did not leave. He let go of his hand and found a jade hosta in his hand.

The girl stared at the jade hairpin for a moment, then finally stood up angrily and walked towards the inner palace.

"What a pity," An Tong said unhappily, holding her chin, "I just talked about what happened between me and Yin Hang in Zhongzhou, and there is still a lot that I haven't finished yet... How about we go find her?"

Wu Xueyan was peeling the fruit shell quietly beside her, and said hesitantly: "She seems to be busy with something?"

"We have some too," An Tong held Wu Xueyan's hand and said with a smile, "After all, she is the princess of a country, so she must have a lot of resources at her disposal... maybe she can help me find my stupid husband."

"Isn't this not good?"

"We can also help her. Obviously there is a problem between the princess and the consort. How can our pure love party stand by and watch this kind of thing——"

"Pure, pure love party?"

……

Outside Quyang Palace, there are bamboo shadows under the moon.

The young man was sitting in the pavilion, with a chessboard in front of him.

The specifications of 19-line Go, but the game is backgammon.

On the other side of the chessboard is the current emperor of Qu Yangchao, who is similar in age to him.

The emperor held his son and said:

"My teacher in the Pure Land once said to me that we are existences in the gaps of illusion. We need to find a balance point to make a difference in order to continue to exist."

"But when you really came, I realized what everything we prepared... really means."

"We only have four taels, but you are more than a thousand..."

“Ten thousand catties, tens of thousands catties, or tens of thousands catties?”

"In your eyes, we are just distortions, unofficial histories created in the gaps of history, small wrong worlds that can be erased at any time."

"I can't leave anything behind because we never even existed..."

"But for us, this is everything to us."

"We resist disasters, give birth to true dragons, step into the heavenly realm, and seek the holy way..."

"Now, we still don't have the qualifications to play chess with you..."

"I, Qu Yang, will definitely lose this game of chess in front of me..."

"But we unofficial historians...may not necessarily lose!"

After the emperor finished speaking, he left a piece heavily on the chessboard, his eyes were blood red, and behind him, the palace was already on fire.

"I would like to use the Quyang realm to condense the Weiyang chessboard and turn it into a piece!"

"Play chess with sir!"

(End of this chapter)