Chapter 501.

"Master, we are so safe in the post station, how could something happen? This is obviously unfounded worry—"

Halfway through the speech, Si Yu pressed down with warning eyes.

Di Zi was dumb for an instant.

The other sergeants were also silent.

Si Yu wiped his mouth and saw that Song Zhao had finished eating, so he led Song Zhao away.

Yun Xiu's eyes flickered, she patted Di Zi's shoulder, and said softly and softly, "Since the master said so, you big guys should listen to you, and for nothing else, just treat it as the foreigner who coaxed the master." The room is happy."

"We are here to do great things, how can we bother with a woman whose origin is unknown." Di Zi scratched his hair, becoming more and more irritable.

He would rather not see that it was Song Zhao, at least he could willingly obey his master's orders, he was willing to serve his master's woman.

Not being able to drink good wine, the other guards and the Black Shield Army were also a little unhappy, and they didn't know that it was Song Zhao, so they didn't show mercy at all.

"Why does this beauty speak like Princess Zhaoyang... It's all right for Princess Zhaoyang to say that, how dare she talk nonsense in an outside room!"

"What did you say that something will happen tonight, Di Anwei will be in danger... It's ridiculous!"

"That beauty is really confused. I'm afraid she doesn't know that even if all of us are in danger, it's impossible for Di Anwei to have an accident."

"It's strange to say that the girls my master likes are all talking like Princess Zhaoyang!"

Yun Xiu smiled and said to them, "Okay, alright, although the master told you not to drink, it shouldn't be a problem for you to drink a little. Anyway, we are all in the station, what can happen?"

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The night gradually deepened.

The dark clouds in the sky covered the crescent moon, and the whole earth was groggy.

After Song Zhao finished his bath, he gave up the clean room to Si Yu, and wandered to the warehouse where the private salt was stored.

At this time, the five hundred Black Shield soldiers all fell to the ground and snored because of drinking too much alcohol, and some of them couldn't squeeze in, so they went to sleep on the ground in the courtyard.

Only two or three Black Shield soldiers in charge of the night watch sat on the steps barely staying awake, but the smell of alcohol could not be ignored.

Song Zhao walked through them, his delicate brows slightly frowned, "Didn't you say you can't drink alcohol?"

A few Black Shield soldiers lazily leaned against the pillar, and burped when they heard the words, "Sister Yunxiu sympathized with us and gave us the wine, it's so delicious..."

Another cloud sleeve.

Song Zhao narrowed his eyes, "Go and make some hangover tea to feed them."

It will be dawn in a few hours, and the Black Shield Army really thinks it is unnecessary, "Girl, don't worry too much, they will be fine after they sleep."

Song Zhao was helpless.

From the princess of the scenery to the humble outer room, even the people can't be ordered.

"Little fairy, what are you doing running out so late?" Fu Nanqian asked as he walked over, waving his fan.

He drank a large bowl of sheep whip soup, his whole body was very hot, and his mouth was dry.

"Fu...Young master, can you get some hangover tea to feed them...Although it won't help much."

Song Zhao sighed, and looked at him sincerely, "Maybe you don't believe it, but when I watch the sky at night, there is really danger."

Although she and Si Yu had made all the preparations, Song Zhao didn't know how those people in the previous life used to steal the smuggled salt.

This life is so much earlier, maybe the other party has changed to a more extreme strategy, so she can naturally reduce the danger.

Fu Nanqian's mind was buzzing, and he tugged on the neckline, "My reflex arc is a bit long now, you can come when I go to the Yehu bubble outside..."

She, "..." was also convinced.

Fu Nanqian ran out impatiently.

Song Zhao had no choice but to go to the backyard where the illegal salt was placed to observe the situation.

At this time, there was no one in the backyard, only Di Zi was guarding the warehouse door.

Seeing Song Zhao appear, he narrowed his eyes, full of defensiveness.

He was afraid that Song Zhao would attack the private salt, so he didn't dare to be hasty, even he and his guards only drank half of the wine that Yunxiu brought.

Song Zhao asked coldly, "Where did the other bodyguards go? Couldn't they all be drinking too?"

After drinking alcohol, the combat power will be reduced by more than half.

When the other party comes, the group will be wiped out.

Di Que also said indifferently, "Now that the master is not here, you don't need to show an attitude of caring for us. The master will accept what you do, but I won't!"

Song Zhao sneered and said, "I said that something will happen tonight, so can't you hold on for just one night? Why is life borrowed and you are in a hurry to pay it back?"

Di Zi smiled angrily, "Open your eyes and see clearly, this is a post station, what's the matter? Besides, we have been here for so many days without any accidents, which is enough to show that your so-called private salt was stolen out of nothing. Now you Are you still talking alarmist here, are you cursing us?"

According to Yi Dizi, even if there is danger.

That's also because of Song Zhao!

Song Zhao pinched his brows, "It will be too late when the danger comes, it's because everything has been safe these few days, so you should be more vigilant at the critical moment, you go and call the guards over immediately, you must be stationed near the private salt tonight .”

The purpose of those people is to steal smuggled salt, as long as the personal guards keep guarding the smuggled salt, maybe they won't be given a chance to attack.

Di Zi sneered, and said in a low voice, "Princess Zhaoyang, please stop in moderation. If the master doesn't like you, do you think I will continue to endure you?"

Song Zhao looked gloomy.

"The three times you assassinated the master before... Did you forget it so quickly?" Di Que licked his lips, and pressed his cheek heavily with the tip of his tongue.

Song Zhao froze, and broken emotions quickly appeared in his clear eyes.

It turned out that Di Zi had known for a long time... that she had assassinated the powerful minister.

No wonder he hated her so much.

Seeing Song Zhao's surprised reaction, Di Que twitched the corners of his lips, and said intriguingly, "I'm curious, why did you, who planned to kill the master, suddenly start thinking about him everywhere? Is there no conspiracy?"

Song Zhao pursed his lips, the light in his eyes dimmed, and said with difficulty, "I did something wrong before, but I have tried my best to make it up—"

"If killing people can make up for it, there won't be so many death row prisoners in the world?" Di Zi sneered, with some kind of intense emotion in his eyes, and said almost sharply, "Do you think that if you didn't become the master by killing, then the Is it not considered a crime? Murder is the same as attempted murder!"

Murder is the same as attempted murder!

When Song Zhao heard these words, his heart clenched tightly.

It was as if a big hand had grasped the apex of the heart fiercely, and mercilessly lifted off that layer of fig leaf, leaving only embarrassment without shame.