However, this time the King of Wings did not speak for Fang Guan. He said with a stern expression, "Official Fang, remember your identity, you are not a free person, you are an official under the CIA!"

"Discipline is discipline. You can have objections but you must obey! The head of state does not give you the power to open an independent kingdom, and no one can make his own hill!"

"I...I don't mean that?" Fangguan started to cry again. "I'm afraid, I'm afraid to go back... That gloomy sky, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive if I go back... Woo woo woo woo woo!"

A woman's tears can always hit the softest part of a man's heart. The Wing King looked at Xiao Letian awkwardly, "This... look... hey..."

Xiao Letian handed a handkerchief to Fangguan, "Wipe your tears! Stop crying... To be honest, it is wrong for Director Wang to be polite, but what he said still makes sense!"

"Of course I believe you, brother and Fang Guan, but we must set an example for later generations. If you make special progress, how can the CIA manage other people in the future?"

"If you two don't rebel, it doesn't mean you will have no ambitious people in the future! What I'm telling is the truth. You are smart people, you should be able to understand!"

"Let's do this. After returning to China, you and the prince stay in Nanyang. Since you don't want to return to China, you won't go back..."

"Okay! Just listen to you. When you return to China, Fangguan and I will go with you!"

Speaking of which, Fang Guan was helpless. She looked at the starry sky in Europe and knew that she could not resist these people. She could stay in Southeast Asia, but it was better than returning to China anyway.

The dark clouds all over the sky have dispersed at this moment, and an unexpected conflict has finally been successfully resolved with compromise between multiple parties.

The Wing King and the Fangguan are about to get off the boat. The Wing King's identity is special and cannot be revealed in the envoy group. After all, the head of the Qing Tartars and the Wing King have a deep feud. God knows whether the identity will be exposed.

So the Wing King's mission is to secretly lurk to Ireland, and with the help of Prussian intelligence officers and the foundation's spies, he began to contact Ireland's anti-British organizations.

Fang Guan was going to return to London and bring the news that Xiao Letian was preparing to meet with Gladstone, and then arrange some tasks for the swallows under her.

There is no minute or second to waste, everyone must act vigorously. How to break the situation arranged by the UK is the top priority.

Just as the three of them were about to part ways and the sailors of the Zhiyuan were placed in the sea, Wang Junlan suddenly walked out of the cabin, carrying two big leather bags in her hand.

"The Head of State, the two chiefs... Director Wang gave me a task temporarily and asked me to assist Lord Shiyi..."

Fang Guan glared fiercely at Wang Huaiyuan's residence cabin, then gritted his silver teeth and said, "I'm so embarrassed! I was just having a split with the old prince, so why are you sending someone to get close to me now?"

"Hey... Fang Guan, what are you saying? Don't be mean..." King Yi snatched the words.

"Public is public, private is private! Wang Huaiyuan is the director of the Chinese CIA, so he should be loyal to the head of state. What's wrong with separating the past? I understand what my brothers do..."

"Wang Junlan isn't it? Huaiyuan's closed disciple? A young man from Wenxiu..."

Of course, Xiao Letian would not interfere with Wang Huaiyuan's dispatch of his subordinates, especially with such a big task as Irish anti-British organization, so it is normal to send a direct lineman he can trust.

Soon the three of them began to walk down the gangway, and the sampan on the sea was waiting for them. Xiao Letian was holding a kerosene lamp in his hand and owed most of his body. He was lighting up the three of them.

"Old brother, be careful, Fang Guan is slower... Wang Junlan, you can help me, yes, yes, be careful not to step on the shortage..."

Under the stars, the sampan began to think to the shore as the sailors were paddling. Xiao Letian stared at the distance for a long time and sighed in his heart.

"Hey... I haven't seen each other for several years. Who would have thought that such a thing happened just after meeting... Fortunately, the prince is open-minded! I owe him too much..."

The sampan quickly disappeared into the darkness. After more than ten minutes, the Wing King and the other two quickly boarded the shore. Several sailors of the Zhiyuan began to return. The foundation staff who had been waiting on the shore had gathered around him.

When Wang Junlan saw that he was surrounded by tall and large European bodyguards, his tendons and flesh were almost shattering his suit, and his waist was bulging with a pistol, and his body was full of murderous aura.

"The prince is such a good method. He has actually gathered so many elite soldiers and generals?"

Shi Dakai had no time to sharpen his mouth with him. He snapped his fingers, and soon a black painted carriage ran over, and all three of them squeezed in.

The carriage began to move forward slowly, and the inner wing king of the carriage was straight to the point. "What does the second lady want me to do? What is the situation?"

"Prince! The second lady has been given the title of Mrs. Tiger by the Emperor at this moment, and this title is being voted by the Chinese nobles' parliament. I guess you can't call the second lady if you return to your country, you have to call the second lady!"

"Mrs. Turk and Fukuoshi's son are safe and healthy, and are now living in Kyushu. The person in charge of the Fusang CIA branch is Ryuma Sakamoto and Hirofumi Ito, one is the one and the other is the one…"

"Although the head of state recognized Hiromon Ito, the identity of Prince Xima, the head of state himself was very firm and refused to ascend the throne or even be king! This made Mrs. Tiger very anxious..."

The Wing King frowned and asked, "Can it be Xiao Letian deliberately paralyzing the Qing Dynasty? It's right not to be the king now. After all, if you want to develop a special zone on the Qing Dynasty, you can't tear your face!"

"Oh, Prince, that's not like this... Director Wang and Chief of Staff Xiao Hexin have used many strategies to test the head of state, but they have not let go at all. The head of state really doesn't want to be king and emperor!"

"So now Mrs. Hu is quitting! She specially entrusted me to beg the old prince..."

"The prince cannot be without your help. If your power can fully support the prince... this chess will be alive!"

The Wing King's face looked extremely ugly. He recalled the big-footed girl he saw on the Taihang Mountain back then. She was so simple and clean. Why did it become like this after just a few years?

"Madam Yipin Tiger! So majestic!"

Fangguan said quietly from the side, "No one underestimates the energy of his mother, let alone underestimate his mother's determination! In this life, women's favorite will always be their own children!"

"Haha, the head of state wants his son to hide his blessings, but his mother is not... a big-footed rebellious girl who was denounced and humiliated by feudal ethics and laws, has now given birth to the future emperor of the land of China. It's really ironic!"

"I really don't know if the disgusting corrupt scholars in the world will have faces attacking the wife's big feet after the prince ascended the throne!"
Chapter completed!