"Here!"

All the ministers responded.

Even a servant began to draft an edict.

At this moment.

Ying Ziye stood up and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I want to go to the frontier to supervise the battle!"

The Eighth Prince wants to supervise the battle?

The civil and military officials looked at Ying Ziye one after another, with curious eyes.

I don’t understand why the Eighth Master didn’t go early, but now I suddenly want to go to the northern border.

"Can!"

The First Emperor also felt a move in his heart, looking at Ying Ziye.

When I met that firm look, I felt it was appropriate and immediately agreed.

After retreating from the court.

Ying Ziye was riding in the carriage, and Jian Jiu was swaying.

"Young Master, why are you going to Northern Xinjiang suddenly?"

Jian Jiu asked curiously.

"When there is movement in the Temple of War God, I'm afraid I can't sit still!"

Ying Ziye smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid that if I don't go and take charge, there may be some accidents."

"Understood!"

Jian Jiu nodded.

Hua Yan Wudao took action, which means the meaning of the Temple of War.

I'm afraid there will be other war gods appearing before and after to attack Qin!
Chapter completed!