290, a mobilization order, Zhao Douan leads the army to break the city

"Commandery Princess, be careful with your words, we must avoid such language,"

Zhao Douan suddenly changed color, appearing the very model of righteousness, with the demeanor of a loyal lapdog to the Empress, he stepped back and said seriously:

"I fear His Majesty might misunderstand!"

"..." Xu Junling, whose sweet countenance and skin smooth as satin stiffened with a smile.

Feeling the strange gazes from all directions, she took a deep breath, clenched her hidden hand tightly, maintaining the elegance and demeanor of a "talented lady," and smiled:

"Mr. Zhao jests."

After dropping that remark, Zhao Douan couldn't care less about her, his gaze surveyed the surroundings.

Leaving the Capital, the scenery became much more open.

A long road that connected the north and south, lined by trees with yellowing leaves, presented a scene of decline.

Although there were still some remnants of green on the treetops, they were few.