The problem is, as long as there are people holding back, it becomes troublesome.
He must hurry to Dongshan to back up Pei Jian. With him there, whether it's the previously sent Imperial Envoy Su Mobai or the Yulin Guard and Ministry of Justice's Cui Xiang, they wouldn't dare to play any tricks.
"Mr. Leng, if you feel you can't keep up, you can wait for the following convoy to catch up, and then come together," Zhao Yuanze said, "I didn't require you to keep up."
Leng Qingfeng pulled a bitter face and thought to himself, you're the Crown Prince, you're charging ahead, and I, as your assistant, if I leisurely stay at the back, how would His Majesty view me?
"Your Highness, rushing like this isn't good for your health. You can't afford to reach there and be exhausted, then how will you oversee the anti-epidemic efforts?"
"Don't you worry, I have you!"
"Ah, I don't have that ability..." Leng Qingfeng was so scared that a chill ran from the tailbone straight up.
