The man lifted the curtain and saw such a scene.

Minzhen put down his piccolo, smiled slightly at Shen Li and said, "Uncle Huang, I saw an acquaintance, but he said that I recognized the wrong person, and I was talking to him. By the way, you also know this person."

Although Minzhen put down the flute, it was not so easy for the things in his body to calm down once she was awakened, and at this moment, it was running wildly in his chest cavity, making Jin Zhao almost go crazy.

Shen Li also turned his gaze to him, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly realized: "I remember two years ago, you had a follower, right?"

Jin Zhao's brows twitched suddenly, thinking that he had offended him before, this time this person must want to retaliate wantonly, An resisted the impulse in his heart, he turned his eyes and stared at Shen Li coldly.

Minzhen: "You have a really good memory. I'm talking about the follower. I got lost before, and I didn't expect to see him again, but now... he doesn't want to follow me anymore."

"How could this be?" Shen Li asked suspiciously.

Minzhen shook his head, "His Royal Highness, look at this man, I don't think I'm wrong, how can there be two people who are so similar?"

Jin Zhao couldn't understand the look in Shen Li's eyes, he was afraid that he had no clue.

He gritted his teeth and said: "I said that I am not Xiaoliu, my father is Marquis Huaiyuan of Daliang, I am his biological son, please don't be aggressive." This is the first time he said so directlyHis own identity, not at the request of Lord Cui Hou.

As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the tent, trying to get rid of the two of them.

He leaned against the tent and didn't go far, and he couldn't go far in his current state.

After a while, he heard the sound of very light footsteps, and he immediately held his breath.

Just as the man passed by, a big hand grabbed him and carried him over.

It's Shen Li.

Jin Zhao tightly grasped his wrist, pushed him onto the shelf supporting the large tent behind him, his eyes met for an instant.

Immediately there was another sound of footsteps, without thinking, Jin Zhao grabbed his hand, turned around, and the two of them rolled into another tent where grain and grass were placed.

Jin Zhao tightly covered his mouth, and a pair of bloodshot eyes just stared at him firmly.

Shen Li didn't flinch and looked directly at him.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps faded away that Jin Zhao let go of his hand and moved it to his neck instead.

"Uncle Huang, why do you always like to provoke me?" The pain in his chest continued. This pain made him seem to lose his mind, and he could vaguely hear his teeth chattering.

If this person just said one more word, his identity might be exposed, and the pain I have endured for so long will be in vain. This person will not show up sooner or later. He has a good reason to show up at this time.Suspected that he was wanton revenge.

Shen Li looked at the person in front of him who was sweating profusely and pale as paper, and said, "What? You were also afraid sometimes? You were very tough before, why didn't you dare to admit it in front of her?"

Jin Zhao didn't want to chat with him about all that nonsense at the moment, he just wanted to find a place to rest for a while, so that this crap in his chest would calm down quickly.

Jin Zhao grabbed his neck and said in a harsh tone: "It seems that the emperor has forgotten what I said before, do you want others to know that?"

"What was it before? This king has long forgotten, if you tell it, no one will believe you, they will only think that you are talking nonsense!" A trace of anger flashed in Shen Li's eyes.

"Really? Then I should help the emperor remember well." As he spoke, his big palm quickly moved to the back of his head and pressed down heavily.

Then he bit his mouth.

Shen Li looked at him in astonishment, this man's lips were extremely hot, but he still refused to let go, no matter how hard he pushed, it was useless.