Start Summoning Gentleman Sword

"Your Highness, wake up!"

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old servant was carefully kneeling on the side of the bed in the center of the room, gently shaking the shoulders of a young man on his bed.

The voice was a little hurried, and it sounded in this slightly old room.

I don't know how long it took.

The man on the bed seemed to hear the words, and his brows moved slightly.

It seems that there are signs of waking up.

After half a sound.

It was only then that the man on the bed opened his eyes with difficulty, and his eyes gradually changed from being confused to being enlightened.

There is a clear world in front of my eyes, and after I fix my eyes, strange and familiar scenes come into view.

Due to the line of sight, the first thing I saw was the servant in front of me, shaking himself with a worried look on his face.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he seemed to call out the person's name instinctively.

The complicated memories flowed back into my mind like a tide.

"Xiao An, let go, it's almost making you faint!"

The young man called Xiao An in front of him heard this, his hand movements were also stagnant, but he still slowly hooked his hands together, and supported the man's back to let him lie down.

Seeing the man on the bed, although he looked a little tired, he didn't seem to have any problems.

The servant Xiao'an let go of the hanging heart.

Hastily responded and stood aside.

But thinking about what the man did before, it is inevitable to be a little worried.

"Your Highness, you are awake! You have been asleep for a whole day!

You can't drink like this next time, your body won't be able to handle it if you drink like this! "

Xiao An just finished speaking.

His complexion was flushed because of his agitation.

Seeing the man on the bed who had opened his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had fallen asleep again, Xiao An stopped talking.

The son who knew his own family didn't hear it at this time.

I sighed in my heart.

Looking at his pale face, he thought of the old housekeeper's previous entrustment.

Think about it a few times.

Gritting his teeth, he finally couldn't hold his breath.

He continued worriedly.

"Your Highness, you are the son of the royal family of my Great Jin Dynasty! Your status is noble!

Yesterday, that person was just the nephew of a minister in the court of the Northern Qi Dynasty who invited you..."

Before Xiao An finished speaking, the man on the bed frowned slightly, and slowly spit out weak words.

Xiao An was interrupted.

"Go get lunch!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the young master's order, Xiao An swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and stood up.

As the footsteps faded away, the man on the bed raised his hand and rubbed his head, tidying up his broken head from drinking.

The man on the bed was named Zhao Heng.

It was the son of Zhao Yang, the current emperor of the Jin Dynasty, because the Jin Dynasty was defeated ten years ago.

In order to secure the heart of the Northern Qi Dynasty, after the conditions are negotiated.

Specially send Zhao Heng to the Northern Qi Dynasty as a hostage.

In the past nine years, Zhao Heng has suffered all kinds of supercilious looks, and endured humiliation in the Northern Qi Dynasty.

But in this humiliating and high-pressure environment, Zhao Heng was like a frightened bird every day.

The spirit is always on the verge of collapse.

Just yesterday, drunk with alcohol, the mental pressure accumulated in his heart finally overwhelmed Zhao Heng.

That is to say...

Finally short-lived, hiccup fart!

and so.

Only then did Zhao Heng's soul on another blue star come back from the dead and come here.

At this time, Zhao Heng was sorting out the complicated memories in his mind.

And at this moment, a light curtain flashed in his mind.

"The martial arts character summoning system has been activated successfully!"

"It is detected that the identity of the host is special, and a special gift package will be given to the novice!"

"Good luck to the host."

Three consecutive mechanical reminders sounded in the depths of my mind.

There was some confusion in Zhao Heng's eyes.

Before Zhao Heng could think, the door creaked.

Xiao Anzi, the servant who had gone out before, ran in in a panic, with a look of excitement on his face.

"Your Highness! The envoys of the Great Jin Dynasty are here!!"

It seems to be nervous, the hand on the chest trembles slightly, and I don't know where to put it.

Hearing this news, Zhao Heng's eyes brightened. He was sitting slumped on the bed, but now he quickly propped up his upper body and sat up.

In memory, it has been more than nine years since Zhao Heng became a proton.

During this period, it is not surprising that the Jin Dynasty would send people here every year.

However, what followed made Zhao Heng a little suspicious.

The envoys who came this time were more than a few months earlier than in previous years.

Why did you come early this year?

Zhao Heng's fluctuating expression slowly disappeared, and his pitch-black eyes returned to calm.

His complexion became paler.

The bed was covered with a thin quilt, and he raised his hand and slowly lifted it up. As soon as he moved his body, his feet were about to fall to the ground.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Xiao An bent down and helped Zhao Heng put on his shoes and socks.

"Who is here this time?"

Zhao Heng seemed to be unintentional, looking at the direction of the door, and said softly.

"This time the envoys are all strangers.

I don’t know the young one, but the man in the lead, by visual estimation, is over half a hundred years old, but he doesn’t have a beard at all..."

The servant Xiao'an bent his body, leaned against Zhao Heng's ear, and whispered, the words fell, and it was not about words.

"Eunuch?"

Zhao Heng couldn't help being taken aback.

It's a little strange!

In the past nine years in the Northern Qi Dynasty, all the officials who came here were some ceremonial officials and some swordsmen with swords to protect them. How did they become eunuchs this year?

The eunuch is top-notch, this is a man from the imperial palace!

Could it be that he has fallen into the eyes of some people in the royal family of the Jin Dynasty?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible, there are so many princes, if I am important, I won't become an outcast from another country...

"Have you confirmed your identity?"

"I've checked the badge and the token! I don't think there's any problem with my identity."

Zhao Heng was silent for a while when he heard Xiaoan's answer.

After Xiao An waited and put on her clothes, she strode out of the room.

"My old man, Wang Ming, has seen the Seventh Prince!"

Zhao Heng pushed the door open, and some dazzling sunlight fell on Zhao Heng's body, causing Zhao Heng's body to freeze.

After Zhao Heng got used to the sunshine, he followed the prestige.

There were as many as ten people sparsely ahead.

In my impression, none of the ten people was an envoy who had been here before.

"Where's Manager Wang?"

Zhao Heng watched the ten people salute him respectfully, and asked softly.

"There are still matters in the court to be handled by the general manager, so this visit to the Northern Qi Dynasty, I will leave it to the old man to do it for me!"

Wang Ming, who took the lead, rolled his eyes, raised his hand in a high-pitched voice, saluted Zhao Heng, and said respectfully.

Zhao Heng's gaze fell on the person in front of him.

His facial features were slightly feminine, and his face was deeply grooved, as if he was getting older.

The skin is slightly clean and fair, and there is no beard on the face.

In terms of adding the action just now.

The one in front of him must be an eunuch.

And the few people behind them are extraordinary just from their aura.

This made Zhao Heng suspicious.

With flickering eyes, Zhao Heng gestured to the servant Xiao'an who came out with him.

When Xiao An nodded, he stepped forward, bowed to each of them, and then said sternly.

"My lords, just leave everything that needs to be delivered to me!

The journey is long, my lord will follow me to the side room to rest! "

As soon as Xiao Anzi finished speaking, he saw that Wang Ming from just now walking up to Xiao An with a humble look.

Instant change.

His eyes turned cold in an instant, and his bowed body suddenly straightened up.

"In the room, I won't go! I have to leave immediately after I get my things!"

When the words fell to the ground, Xiao An's voice stopped abruptly.

A dry palm pinched Xiao An's neck.

There was a crackling sound.

Xiao An's body fell to the ground like mud, as if she had made no sound.

A pair of icy eyes turned to look at Zhao Heng.

"What I want to take is naturally your Highness's life!

Don't worry, Your Highness, my skills are not bad, and I will definitely make it easy for you to go on the road! "

After the words fell, other people around drew out their long swords one after another and pointed at Zhao Heng.

Seeing danger looming.

And right now.

Zhao Heng's mind suddenly rang.

"It is detected that the host is in danger, and the novice gift package will be automatically opened."

"Congratulations to the host for getting the summoned character: Yue Buqun."