Hearing this, Ye Rusheng asked," Your highness, what do you mean?"
"Little Wang will Return to Beijing first." Zhou Shijun didn' t hide anything and said.
Seeing Zhou Shijun say this, Ye Rusheng didn' t ask any further. He only cupped his hands towards Zhou Shijun and said," That old one, I wish your highness a smooth journey."
In the evening, there were torches all over the camp, lighting the place as bright as day.
Zhou Shijun was dressed in riding clothes, and the injury on his shoulder hadn' t completely healed yet. Just as he held the reins, a wave of hidden pain came.
The attendants behind him were also ready to act. They all looked towards Zhou Shijun. They could only wait for the man to give an order and Return to Beijing immediately.
Before Zhou Shijun left, he turned around
