A guard hurriedly came over and whispered a few words in Yu Lixiao's ear, Yu Lixiao looked forward, only to see Hao Lei looking at him anxiously with the support of several people.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yan came over and asked in a low voice.

"Madam, Hao Lei came to report that someone had kidnapped Qianniang and Guo'er, and he thought it was us, so he rushed to look for it." Fang Yihe whispered.

"Mother and daughter are gone?" Yu Yan was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "I still think of her too well, since she can even kill Hao Lei, who really loves her, what is the daughter born to the man she hates?" Brother Xiao, Guo'er is in trouble now, and when she understands something, she must be heartbroken. I should have forcibly detained her, that girl is so pitiful, I have been looking for my mother for so long, but my mother has long stopped treating her as a daughter. ”

"It's over, let's do it like that." Yu Lixiao waved his hand gently.

"Remember to protect the fruit." Yu Yan confessed a few words, watched the guards go out, and then lowered her arms in frustration.

"It's fine." Yu Lixiao whispered to comfort her.

Yu Yan smiled reluctantly, Qian Niang had no kindness in her heart, if she really took the fruit as a shield, what could she do?

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A hook of the moon, like a beauty's sad eyebrows, quietly hanging on the willow tops. The courtyard is full of cold moonlight, cool and indulgent, with the breeze, blowing into the window.

Hanyan Building.

A slender figure touched into the east wing like a civet, the moonlight shrouded her body, she was wearing a black night dress, and her hair was all pulled into the black bun cloth.

She quickly found a box in the dark pavilion, took out a silver bracelet from it, held it up to the moon to look at it, and hurriedly opened the door and went out. But instead of going straight out of the Cold Smoke Building, she went into a room in the backyard, and after a while, no one showed up.

The few people who had been following her were in a hurry, pushed the door and went in to see where there was anyone in the house, the back window was wide open, and the building was already empty.

"Go and report to the master, I lost it." Several people were shocked and hurriedly ran out.

There was a slight sound in the room, and a dark shadow fell from under the beams, but at this time she was no longer dressed in a night dress, but just an ordinary brown homespun dress, transformed into a middle-aged woman with dark skin and rough hands.

She climbed over the wall, went to the restaurant next door, carried a bucket, swaggered out of the backyard, and when she reached the corner gate, she put down the toilet, and led a mule out, and out of the restaurant and out of the street from under the noses of the handymen in the backyard.

The day was getting brighter, and two large boats slowly came from the great river, with high sails and flags hanging on them. There were dozens of guards waiting on the shore, and when the big boat arrived, they leaned forward and watched the people on the boat approach the shore in small boats.

Several young people came down from the boat, led by a brocade robe, embroidered with a unicorn stepping on the clouds, wearing a jade crown, and the momentum was flamboyant.

"The prince has arrived, and the king and the queen have been courteous for a long time." The guards stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Let's go." The man spoke, with a strong foreign accent.

After only a few steps, a few sharp arrows suddenly shot out of the forest, whistling, so that people didn't have a chance to react, and more than a dozen guards fell directly to the ground.

The little prince panicked, screaming and running to the boat.

More than a dozen people rushed out of the forest, surrounded the little prince, and slashed at his head with a knife. The little prince's face turned pale, and the person was directly frightened and fainted.

"Caught alive." Someone whispered, dragged the little prince and ran.

The guards chased after each other, and those murderers threw more than a dozen smoke bombs one after another, coughing and screaming for a while, and when they could see it in front of them, those people had already disappeared without a trace.

"Oh no, go and report to the king and the master, the little prince has been arrested." The unwounded guards stamped their feet again and again, picked up their companions, and hurried back to the city.

Watching the smoke and dust roll away, a mule came slowly, and the thin black woman on the mule turned her head to look at the Pine Lion City, laughed sarcastically, and laughed sharply: "But that's it." ”

She kicked the mule hard in the belly with both legs, and the mule spread its hooves and sped forward.

At this time, the sky was already bright, the sun was shining brightly on the official road, and many people rushed to the direction of the gate of Songshi City with their burdens, and there were also merchants and people who came out of Songshi City. She was among the people, unobtrusive and unimpeded.

Two hours later, the woman entered a small village and stopped in front of a large mansion. This was the house of a rich local man, and the servant was cleaning in the large flat in front of him, and when he saw her coming, he only raised his eyes to look at her, and continued to sweep the floor with a broom. She walked around the back wall and entered through the corner door.

"Door Master." Several men approached her and clasped their fists at her.

She nodded, tore the mask off her face, and whispered, "It's all there, right?" ”

"Yes." The men nodded.

"Close the gate and set off in the evening." She strode forward, a pair of eyes that had been weathered by the years of murder.

There was a round table in the big room, on which were placed the killing order of the Hanshui Palace, the token of Yu Yan, and a sign inlaid with gold and jasper, on which were the words of Hu Yuguo.

"It's good to have this sign to get out of the customs." She picked up the token and looked at it, then dropped it on the table.

A man held the tea bowl, she took a sip, turned her head to look at him, and asked coldly, "What about the girl and the little prince?" ”

"Locked in a dungeon." The man hurriedly said.