Song Xian was furious, and his hand on the hilt of the sword couldn't help trembling slightly, but in the end he didn't dare to pull out the sword and point it at Su Qianruo.

Su Qianruo sneered and retracted his gaze, everything today is interlocking, which is not only a mortal game against Deng Qianruo, but also a game against Su Qianruo.

Deng Yi must die.

Su Qianruo also wants to be caught.

In this way, the people who rushed to deploy the phantom array, the killing array, the gunpowder, the crossbow camp, and the countless flesh and blood rushed to the layout, the mind was vicious and delicate, but the power was monstrous.

Phantom array, black feather arrows from the hussar battalion.

The heavy sword killing array came from the Great Wei court.

The crossbow battalion is under the command of King Wu.

Is the master in the palace going to kill Deng Yi too?

Doesn't it mean that the thirty-three-year-old Deng Yi is the most relied on and trusted minister in the army?

Biological father, brother, master, comrade-in-arms, did Deng Yi block the way of so many people?

The king has no king's arms, the ministers are not the hearts of the ministers, such a world, what is the point of fighting for it?

Su Qianruo was transferred to another spacious luxury carriage, with black curtains inlaid with vermilion edges, countless treasures in the car, and tea in the car.

Crowns used by people in the royal family.

Deng Yi was pulled by the carriage that had been converted from the wall of the carriage, surrounded by two thousand elite soldiers, pointing with a broken crossbow in his hand, thirty miles away, and several waves of rotation, no one dared to take it lightly.

Even if Deng Yi has been repeatedly confirmed that he is just a corpse.

In the middle of the night, the carriage came to the city gate, and someone was already waiting in front of the city gate, and as soon as he saw people coming, he opened the public road and welcomed Song Xian and others in.

Su Qianruo heard the man's voice lowered. Trembling, he asked, "It's done?" ”

Song Xian nodded.

The man also wiped a handful of cold sweat, and then stayed for a moment before turning around in surprise and going back to report the news. Look at the way you walk. It is indeed a chamberlain in the palace.

If you want to go to the palace, you must pass through Jiannan Street and Chang'an Street, and then pass through the palace road and pass the noon gate.

The long street is lit up with small lights, and everything is silent.

Su Qianruo lifted the curtain and looked at the tall mansion gate passing by the side of the road. The Zhumen of Yishui is high, and there are two strings of red lanterns hanging on the eaves, and there are nearly four watches. Most of the candles in the cage were already halfway burning, and the red candle tears dripped.

Zhao Mansion, Li Mansion, Wang Mansion. Zhangfu...

Yes. Isn't Zhang Soxing's yard in the middle of Jiannan Street?

After the closed vermilion two doors were opened, there was a sudden sound of disordered breathing, which disturbed Su Qianseruo's contemplation.

Su Qianruo lifted the curtain and changed a hand to hold the broken arrow on his shoulder, white hands, slender fingers, red blood, and black curtains, like the most beautiful picture scroll.

Zhang combs. You are also involved in my tragic situation. Isn't it?

What are you surprised about?

Su Qianruo sizzled, and Song Xian said that Su Qianruo was not easy to die, so the injury was sent directly to the palace without treatment. However, the blood that flowed from her body was still extremely painful.

The blue bricks and red tiles of Taifu's mansion look a little hazy in the night.

Is it foggy on autumn nights?

Still, because her eyes were foggy again, she couldn't see clearly through the fog. The courtyard was brightly lit, and a tower stood alone in the lotus pond, and the flowers she loved were crushed by the tower.

I didn't have time to take a closer look at the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now that I think about it, my grandfather didn't know how much effort it took to get such a tower. She didn't even have time to take a good look, at least she should have walked up the tower.

When it comes to the palace struggle and the conspiracy of several forces, my grandfather didn't know it, so she quietly shrank into the shadows.

The carriage drove by slowly, but the door of Taifu's mansion was suddenly pulled upside down from the inside.

A wheelchair slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

Song Xian waved his hand, and two thousand elite soldiers instantly surrounded Su Qianruo's carriage.

The crossbow was aimed at the old man in the wheelchair, who was a little sluggish.

The person holding the wheelchair carefully put Mrs. Su steady, and the whole person blocked the door, like a hill.

"General Song is very grateful for escorting Qianruo home so late, please come in and have a cup of tea to moisten your throat before leaving." Mrs. Su smiled lightly and arched her hand.

Song Xian was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Mrs. Su glanced at him in a blink of an eye, and said with joy in his eyes: "Congratulations to the general on his promotion to the third rank of Huaiyuan, the old man is so polite." How? When the general was promoted, he looked down on the old man, and this old man who withdrew from the government and the opposition couldn't do it? Or... You are too sleepy to polish your eyes in time and recognize who the old man is? ”

Two thousand elite soldiers, heavily armed, surrounded the carriage and dragged the body of the former General Huaiyuan.

A half-crippled little old man in a wheelchair, a tall servant who doesn't show any force.

Confrontation?

Song Xian's brows kept jumping, and he struggled to kill Deng Xuan, could he still be afraid of a half-crippled out-of-gas master?

"Taifu is old and frail, so he still recuperates behind closed doors. General Shuben still has important things to do, and he also has to escort important prisoners into the palace to see His Majesty. Leave! ”

Su Qianruo leaned against the window and shrunk himself into a ball, what is grandfather going to do? Do you want to openly fall out with the emperor?

She no longer has parents, but she can't kill her grandfather before her.

So not only could she not make a sound, but she also had to hide herself in the shadows as much as possible.

"So that's the case, the old man is too careful." A touch of apology flashed on Mrs. Su's face like a light moon and idle clouds, and she reached out and patted the wooden arm of the wheelchair, and waved her hand: "Don't delay the general's errands, and don't send them off if you walk slowly." The old man turned the street again. ”

Song Xian and Su Qianruo both breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Mrs. Su just came out to go around.

The convoy slowly prepares to start.

Yes...

After an exclamation, the two thousand elite soldiers all looked at the cart with horror!

Deng Wei's body was gone.

With countless lives, the conspiracy and gunpowder were obtained, and he was about to enter the palace to receive the reward, but he ran away.

Song Xian looked at Mrs. Su suspiciously, could it be this old man who secretly moved away while everyone's attention was on Su Qianruo?

Su Qianruo only heard the exclamation, but he couldn't see the specific situation, so he had to listen intently to the sound of pumping one after another, and he had some strange feelings in his heart.

Mrs. Su waved his hand again and said with a smile: "General Song is still bitter and wants to enter the mansion for a cup of tea?" Are you still in a hurry? Come in for a drink if you're not in a hurry? ”

How dare Song Xian.

But the two thousand elite soldiers were not entirely his heart.

Their purpose was to kill Deng Qianruo, and only their own task was to send Su Qianruo into the palace.

"Your prisoner does seem to be very important, why don't you advance to the Taifu Mansion together? Do you want the old man to find someone to help? The carriage is heavy, I am afraid that it weighs 200 pounds, and it can be carried by ten people. Su Taifu said as he looked at the black-robed man behind him.

The man dodged away, revealing the empty Taifu Mansion.

The front yard of the verandah was removed, and a corpse with a little good face could be seen in the distance, with its head leaning against the white jade railing of a tower, and its legs hanging on the ground.

Deng Yi.

Sure enough, he did it!

Song Xian gritted his teeth and let 1,500 elite soldiers enter the Taifu Mansion with him. There were five hundred left to guard Su Qianruo's carriage.

But the remaining 500 soldiers and horses shouted and refused. Who wants to watch others take the credit for nothing?

Looking at the carriage?

Don't do it! We're going to grab corpses too. (To be continued.) )