Han Xiang waited for two days after the princess left, and when she saw that there was no movement, she thought to herself, this princess is really calm enough. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

According to her temperament, if she is really the saint of Miao Jiang, no matter how much she is favored, her posture is high, and she will not condescend to visit her, one is disdainful, and the other is afraid of causing trouble.

Her position is stable, why should she commit such a taboo.

Now she's here, proving only one possibility.

Li must have said something and told her his identity.

To be on the safe side, she came to the inn to have a look.

After waiting for these two days, Han Xiang thought, the crown princess Yun was the most calm, if she was her, what would she do?

She belongs to the kind of person who can pick herself clean no matter what, just like Yun Guifei in the palace. If she knew and confirmed her identity, but still didn't do it for a long time, there was only one possibility.

She was jealous.

It's not that I'm afraid of myself, but I'm afraid of Zhou Su.

As Zhou Su said, she and Zhou Su are not a loving couple, if there is any rift in the middle, it will only make them go further and further, so the princess does not dare to cast a rat trap.

Han Xiang even thought that if she was the crown princess Yun, what would she do? For the sake of prudence, it is not good for me to come forward, so why don't you ask Yun Guifei to go out?

If Concubine Yun knew at this time, she would definitely not keep the remnants of the Xiao family, even if she had a suspicion, she would also cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

But Han Xiang thought again, if he invited Yun Guifei to come forward, if Zhou Su was greedy for freshness, what could he do if he thought that an orphan girl, after all, he felt that he was omnipotent, and he also felt that he could conquer the enemy's daughter with his charm.

In such a situation, if the concubine makes a move, it can only aggravate Zhou Su's dissatisfaction with the concubine and the Yun family.

The crown princess can't rely on her husband's favor now, she only relies on her mother's family, and she is the most reluctant to see Zhou Su's suspicion and guard against the Yun family.

So, she probably wouldn't use this method.

Subsequently, Hanxiang thought of a possibility.

I'm afraid that the Yun family will use the borrowed knife to kill people again, but I don't know which knife she borrowed this time.

After another day, Han Xiang realized what kind of knife the Yun clan had borrowed.

In the afternoon, Han Xiang had just woken up, so he looked at the guards outside and came in with a bad face and said, "Niangniang, Concubine Song is here." ”

Han Xiang smiled quietly, thinking, sure enough.

After that, he looked at the face of the Praetorian Guard, and asked, "Concubine Song is a plague god, and she scared you like this?" ”

The man listened to Han Xiang's words, and replied nervously: "Concubine Song didn't come alone, and the Jin Wuwei and patrol battalion led by the second master of the Song family have surrounded the post house. ”

Han Xiang raised her eyebrows, only then did she know why the Janissaries were nervous.

There are about forty Praetorian guards left here, and they are still on rotation, and if the Jinwuwei and the patrol battalion come, I am afraid that it will not be a few dozen people.

The man from the Janissary then said: "The subordinates have the emperor's order, they don't dare to break in for a while, the subordinates have sent someone to the palace to inform His Highness, and His Highness will come soon." If there is any movement outside for a while, Niangniang doesn't have to be afraid, her subordinates will definitely hold on until His Highness comes over. ”

Han Xiang didn't have anything to be afraid of, even if those people broke in, they didn't want to step into her house for half a step, she didn't have anything to rely on, how to break into the tiger and wolf's den in Beijing.

"Go down." Han Xiang said lightly and asked him to step back.

The Song family surrounded the post house, but they were afraid that they wanted to kill her today.

She stood up, walked out of the house, and walked to the gate of the inn, where there was already a confrontation, a scene that was about to erupt.

The appearance of Han Xiang caused a riot, and the guards guarding the post house became even more nervous, for fear that if something happened to the holy woman, they would all have to be buried with them in the future.

"Are you going to rebel?" Han Xiang's voice was cold, and after finishing speaking, she glanced at everyone.

Jin Wuwei and the people who followed the patrol camp were seen by her like this, and they couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, thinking to themselves, Song Erye said that he was here to arrest the remnants of the Xiao family, but now he is surrounding the post house where the holy lady is located.

Concubine Song didn't get out of the carriage behind, watching Han Xiang come out, that kind of fearless look, and looked at herself arrogantly, she couldn't help but hate in her heart, thinking, I want to see it today, see how you escaped and ascended to heaven.

Song Tingxin, who was beside Concubine Song, looked at the door of the post house, and saw that the woman at the door of the post house had a cold voice and a cold and arrogant expression, he had seen her dancing on the altar, and at this time, she looked at the holy daughter who was like the Nine Heavens Xuannu, Concubine Song said that she was the remnant of the Xiao family, and he didn't look like it.

Song Tingxin had such doubts, so he asked, "Is she really from the Xiao family?" If Your Highness blames us, we will lose more than we gain. ”

Concubine Song glanced at him with disgust, thinking that he just didn't have the courage of Song Tingyu, if Song Tingyu knew about it, he rushed up early in the morning, where was he still so hesitant.

"Can I still harm you and the Song family?" Concubine Song said in a cold tone.

This matter was revealed by her, and the credit was hers, and the crown princess did not want to take it away.

Song Tingxin listened to Concubine Song's words, and did not hesitate, and immediately let his subordinates break in.

It's just that those people have already retreated, and at this time, Song Tingxin let him move, so he was a little hesitant, Concubine Song had a calm face, and immediately got out of the carriage, and shouted coldly: "Are you going to disobey?" ”

Those people's hearts were shocked again, Concubine Song is the prince's woman, and she is also the biological mother of the emperor's eldest grandson, her words are naturally more authoritative than Song Tingxin's words just now, listening to her scolding at this time, if you don't do it, you will not be afraid that there will be no good end for you.

So I thought, anyway, they listened to the orders from above, and they didn't care about anything else, just rush forward.

Han Xiang had already been escorted and retreated, and at this time, not far from the post house, he was listening to a person and a horse, watching a scene in the post house.

He rushed over after receiving your news from the post house, he didn't know how the Song family knew her identity, but he must not be good today, waiting for Zhou Su to come over, I was afraid that if I knew that she was the daughter of the Xiao family, he would not let her go.

Fu Jiashan deserved to curse in his heart.

Let her go with herself earlier and not listen, she has to get to the point where she is now.

Fu Jiashan instructed the people who followed behind him and said, "You find a way to get in, see the opportunity, take the people away, don't leave a handle." ”

Fu Jiashan can't show up at this time, Han Xiang's identity has been exposed, and all he can do now is hide her.

When there was a big mess here, Han Xiang retreated into the room, thinking to herself, she didn't know how long the more than forty people outside could last, but no matter how long it lasted, she was not afraid, and she had her own way to stop the people outside.

(To be continued.) )