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Chapter 2382

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Song Qingshu went all the way to the south of the city. Because he wanted to save Guo Jing, it wasn't appropriate to meet at the recruitment center. This house was where Da Wu and Xiao Wu hid before they entered the Princess's Palace. It was useful now.

"Brother Song, you're here!" Da Wu and Xiao Wu were surprised to see him.

"Did you find Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong?" Song Qingshu asked hurriedly when he saw Da Wu and Xiao Wu. This was what he was most worried about. The two of them were elusive and it wouldn't be easy to find them in a short amount of time.

"We found them," Wu Xiuwen said embarrassedly. "We were looking everywhere in the city but we were discovered by the Mongolian soldiers. Fortunately, you two seniors came to our rescue."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but admire these two's good luck. At this time, the people in the house also came out. Other than Yang Guo, there were two old men standing next to him. One had white hair and a youthful face. He had a chubby face and looked innocent and romantic. The other was much calmer. He wore patched clothes and had a wine gourd hanging on his waist.

"Greetings, seniors." Song Qingshu stepped forward and bowed.

At this time, Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong were also looking at him with interest. Hong Qigong laughed and said, "Don't, I don't deserve such a bow." He didn't know why but he instinctively didn't like this pretty boy in front of him.

Zhou Botong was the opposite. He hurriedly pulled on his sleeve and asked, "How did you do that thing that could carry people into the sky? I tried many times and broke a few bones but I still couldn't learn it."

Song Qingshu remembered that when he was gliding over the valley with Huang Rong in the Jin Kingdom, he was seen by him. "It's just a big kite. There's nothing special about it."

"Nonsense! How can there be nothing special about it? You look honest but I didn't expect you to be so evil. When Xiao Long Nu taught me how to control bees, she didn't hide anything from me. "Zhou Botong felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but scratch his head and ears." How about I exchange a kung fu with you? "

Hearing him mention Xiao Long Nu, Yang Guo felt bad and interrupted, "Old Urchin, it's more important to save Uncle Guo."

Zhou Botong pursed his lips and unwillingly retreated to the side. "That stinky boy Guo Jing is so useless," he muttered, "he was captured by the Mongolians and he still needed us to rescue him. The Old Urchin can't even learn how to fly a kite."

Dawu and Xiaowu were angry, but the other party's seniority was extremely high, and they knew his temperament, so they did not say anything.

"Brother Song, how's Princess Yalun?" Yang Guo felt weird when he said it. He didn't think that he would call him brother. But in order to save Uncle Guo, he couldn't care less.

"Everything has been arranged." Song Qingshu suddenly thought of something and asked hurriedly, "What about her little prince?"

"He's sleeping in the room. Miss Gongsun is taking care of him," Yang Guo said.

Song Qingshu went to the door and saw that Gongsun Lu 'E was holding a baby and playing with him. He couldn't help but laugh, "Miss Gongsun is really kind. She's a virgin, but she's still so patient with a child."

Yang Guo nodded, "She really is a good girl."

Song Qingshu originally wanted to tell him not to let her down, but he suddenly realized that he was a love rival and that he was asking for a beating.

He could only laugh and swallow his words.

"Children are the most troublesome, they're not fun at all," Zhou Botong suddenly said angrily.

Hong Qigong, who had been sullen all this time, suddenly laughed and said, "Didn't you want to hold him in the beginning? In the end, he peed on your face. I didn't think that the great Old Urchin would be hit by such a hidden weapon, hahaha."

"Old Beggar, next time I'll find a chance to pee in your wine gourd." Zhou Botong squatted to the side with a gloomy expression.

Song Qingshu thought that these two were really insensitive, so he cleared his throat and said the following arrangements, "When the time comes, you two will pretend to be Princess Yalun's bodyguards …"

After listening to his arrangements, Hong Qigong suddenly asked, "Aren't you coming with us?"

Song Qingshu said, "I'll be helping you in secret, just in case anything happens." He tried to avoid appearing in public as much as possible so that it wouldn't make things difficult for him in the city.

Hong Qigong frowned, but didn't say anything.

Soon, it was night time. Song Qingshu brought a few people to the Mengke Palace. Princess Yalun waved her hand and had her subordinates bring over a few sets of bodyguard clothes. At the same time, she stared at him and said, "I hope you remember your promise."

Song Qingshu nodded, "Of course. Whether or not the plan succeeds, I'll return it to your son."

Princess Yalun thought that if the plan fails, they'll all be dead. However, she didn't say such inauspicious words at the moment.

Alan and Dada were holding their weapons tightly, obviously worried about their mistress's safety. Hou Xibai looked back and forth between Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you the Old Urchin and the Nine-fingered Beggar? I've heard of your names for a long time. It's a pity that I didn't get to see you two wreak havoc in Helin City. "

"You're really good at flattering, gigolo." Zhou Botong and Hong Qigong didn't deny it. Their appearances were so obvious that it was hard not to recognize them. Suddenly, Zhou Botong noticed his fan and grabbed it in his hand to study it. "Why does your drawing look a little like Xiao Long Nu?"

Even though he didn't draw her face, her temperament and charm were still very well drawn. Those who knew her would naturally be able to recognize her.

Hou Xibai's expression changed. He was clearly on guard, but the other party's technique was too brilliant. He actually snatched the folding fan from his hand in an instant. However, he was open-minded and quickly smiled: "So Senior also knows Lady Long."

Beside him, Yang Guo looked excited. "Where did you see her?" The two of them had met before, but he didn't notice the drawing on his fan.

"In Mount Heng." Seeing his excited expression, Hou Xibai couldn't help but sigh. No wonder he couldn't get over Miss Long. Who could forget a fairy like her?

Princess Yalun suddenly said, "Yang Guo, as far as I know, you've joined Khubilai's recruitment center. Today, you went to break out a prison. I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in Mongolia anymore."

Yang Guo's eyes had a hint of bitterness. "I've always seen the world as my home. Why would I need to stay in Mongolia?"

Princess Yalun frowned and didn't say anything else. Handsome men could easily win the favor of women, but that was all. She turned around and noticed that Song Qingshu hadn't changed his clothes. She couldn't help but be surprised. "You're not going?"

Song Qingshu grunted. "I have other plans." To disguise as a guard, he had to take off his mask. He didn't want to reveal his original appearance, nor did he want to expose his disguise skills.

"Then how am I going to get a son from you?" Ya Lun immediately panicked. As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt that they were a bit ambiguous. She quickly added, "I mean Yulong Da Shi."

Song Qingshu wondered if she had any other sons other than him. "I've already made arrangements. After we enter the prison, my men will send the little prince back to his residence."

"I hope you won't go back on your word." Seeing that Yang Guo and the others had already put on the guard's clothes, Princess Yalun stood up and said, "Let's go to the prison."

At that moment, in the main altar of Shamanism, the Tongtian shaman wearing the golden mask said slowly, "Go inform Hesar that someone is breaking out of the prison."

The subordinate was surprised. "Aren't we going to inform the Khan?" Hesar was Temujin's younger brother. Although he had always been brave, he wasn't the Khan himself.

The Tongtian shaman only looked at him coldly and didn't say anything. The subordinate immediately broke out in a cold sweat. "Yes, I'll do it right away."

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