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Song Chenyan can't remember how many times she fell, every time she fell, she got up. Fall and get up again.

Her mind was full of Helan Jing's gentle smile, she didn't want him to die in such a humiliating way, she didn't want it.

The stumbles along the way made Su Yan's face hang a color bar, and if she rolled up her sleeves, she would definitely be bruised.

Running had exhausted her, and she wanted to stop and rest for a while, but she didn't, she knew that Helan Jingrui was waiting for her.

Song Chenyan looked firmly at the cavalry battalion that was about to arrive no more than three streets away, and stepped up her pace.

"Stop, wait for the yellow hair to splash the skin."

Song Chenyan looked back and saw that it was the minions of the fat pig's head, who were holding the "father" of the fat pig's head to chase after her.

Song Chenyan secretly chirped to herself: "Phew, dog thing! When I get to the cavalry camp, I will make you look good. ”

was about to cut through the alley and arrive at the destination, but unexpectedly, a team of mastiffs rushed to the alley where Song Chenyan was.

It seems that this team is here to search for Song Chenyan, how many canine teeth does the fat pig's head have?

Song Chenyan gritted her silver teeth and looked at the cavalry camp close at hand, but she couldn't take a step closer.

Song Chenyan clenched her fists and turned around and ran in the direction of the big yellow dog.

Only by avoiding the mastiffs first can there be a chance to move the rescuers. She stopped in front of the fat pig's head minions and smiled slyly.

"Hey. You pigs' heads, can you catch me?"

Taking advantage of the shaking of the minions, Song Chenyan kicked the knees of the minions in the middle of the fle. The light with the minions switched seats.

Song Chenyan bent the corners of her eyes and quickly ran into another alley.

As long as you bypass two alleys, you can reach the cavalry battalion, little follower, be sure to wait for me!

There were no chasing soldiers behind her, Song Chenyan breathed a sigh of relief, but her pace did not slow down.

A rich floral fragrance arrived. Song Chenyan shook her head and sighed secretly, it was really fragrant.

When I was about to hurry through this abrasive fragrance, my hands and feet were weak, and I couldn't take a step heavily.

Song Chenyan barely fixed her figure. Hold on to the corner.

There was a wild barking behind her, and Song Chenyan wanted to hide, but she didn't have any strength.

"Ahh

There was an unbearable pain in her shoulder, and Song Chenyan pulled out the wooden hairpin that tied her hair. Aimed at the eyes of the big yellow dog.

The big yellow dog was relieved of the pain. Although the teeth of the wolf dog are not as good as the molars of the mastiff, the process of spitting out Su Yan's shoulder is also extremely unimaginable.

The pain hit like a wave, one wave stronger than the other, Song Chenyan bit her lip tightly, and she didn't know if her shoulder was still there.

The big yellow dog ran away like crazy, but the only thing that made Song Chenyan feel fortunate was that the chasing soldier was just a brute, not a human.

Song Chenyan could only slowly climb into the corner of the alley. The man with the fat pig's head must not be found.

It's just, a little follower. Are you still waiting for me?

A well-trained army marched at full speed. The three-down-five-two-division basically finished the mastiff team.

"Your Highness the Seventh, Qin Yue, the deputy general of the cavalry battalion of the last general, is late to save me, please forgive your highness."

Helan Jingrui raised his hand to wipe away the blood stains splashed on his hands, and said leisurely, "Flat, you can see Miss Song?"

"Miss Song Mansion is in the same place with His Royal Highness? The last general has never met Miss Song. Qin Yue replied respectfully.

Helan Jingrui turned his wrench and said silently: Xiao Yan, you are safe.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw that the woman in filial piety was whining and crying, Helan Jing Ruijing walked over and was about to ask for some words, but the woman in filial piety suddenly threw herself into her arms.

The warm jade beauty was in her arms, but Helan Jingrui was unmoved, and gently pushed away the woman in filial piety.

After a few words of comfort, he raised his feet and wanted to leave, he only wanted to make sure that Song Chenyan was safe and sound, even though he was the one who was abandoned.

"Childe, please accept the slave family, the slave family Baojin has no home to go"

"If it is, if it is, if the son refuses to take Bao Jin, Bao Jin will definitely die."

The woman in filial piety bit her cherry lips, the pear blossoms brought rain, and she was a lovely person with a weak east wind and willows.

"Your Highness, what should you do with these people?" Qin Yue consulted Helan Jingrui's opinion.

"Kill, leave no one." Helan Jingrui spit out a sentence that decided everyone's life and death.

"Yes."

The army is well-trained, and in a moment, the head falls to the ground, crisp and neat.

The woman in filial piety screamed, and there was a sign of rushing into Helan Jingrui's arms again, Helan Jingrui's eyes quickly supported her, and a red glow immediately flew on the face of the plain woman.

"Qin Yue, settle this girl well." After speaking, he raised his feet and walked towards the Song Mansion.

The sky was a little gray, and the Song Mansion was already brightly lit.

"According to His Royal Highness's words, my third sister is gone, and she really hasn't returned home, I'm afraid it's too much and too much."

A young man in a green robe sat upright on the Taishi's chair, not very old, and quite calm.

What's more, his eyebrows are good-looking, gentle and modest, which makes people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

The solemnity on his face was not to be taken lightly.

"I have mobilized the officers and soldiers defending the city to search, and Deputy General Qin of the cavalry battalion has also led troops to search outside the city."

After listening to Cangjing's narration, the woman in the purple shirt couldn't help wiping her tears with her sleeves, and the prime minister took his wife into his arms in distress and comforted him softly.

"That's the case, you can't wait here, father, please allow me to ask Commander Zhou to mobilize the forbidden army to search for my little sister."

The blue-robed young man clenched his fists to the head of the Song family on the main seat.

"I'm going with you." Helan Jingrui stood up.

"Your Highness is wounded, and it is really not appropriate to look for someone. Please Your Highness stay in the Song Mansion to recuperate, I will definitely be able to find my little sister. ”

The green-robed young man looked at Helan Jingrui's bloodstained cuffs with a little worry.

Helan Jingrui shook his head and said, "I brought the person out, and I should bring it back. ”

"Okay, don't argue. Mobilize all the manpower that can be mobilized to search for Yan'er's whereabouts, I entered the palace overnight to tell the emperor the reason for the transfer of troops, you and His Royal Highness went to find Yan'er. The other ladies accompanied the lady. ”

Master Song said as he walked down and clasped Helan Jing's hand and said:

"The old man, please Your Highness, be sure to bring Yan'er back."

Helan Jingrui held Lord Song's hand tightly, this was an agreement between two men, about their most important person.

The night was like a sea, engulfing all the hustle and bustle.

"Search me carefully, and don't let go of any corner."

"Yes." The majestic response stimulated the blood.

"Miss Chenyan, Miss Chenyan." The sound of calls echoed for a long time in the deserted streets, making them empty and lonely.

It was a cold night. It's so dark.

Song Chenyan, you have to be strong, you can't sleep. To live.

I'm going to save the little henchman, he's waiting for you.

The cold liquid slid across Song Chenyan's cheeks, but she couldn't tell which ones were tears, water and blood.

Song Chenyan kept pinching her nails into her palms in exchange for a moment of lucidity.

"Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan. Where are you?"

"Your Excellency, Your Highness, the nearby streets have all been searched. It's just," the soldier said.

"It's just nothing, it's all told the truth."

"Yes, it's just that I haven't even found Miss Song's shadow."

After hearing this, Helan Jingrui coughed urgently. The movement was large and the wound was ripped again, and the blood spilled back onto the white clothes.

"Your Highness, don't worry, no news is good news. It's not as good as this. Let's look for it separately, we have a better chance. Song Yi said with relief.

"That's fine." Helan Jingrui immediately turned the horse's head. Separate from Song Yi to find it.

In every corner of the streets and alleys, Helan Jingrui had to walk carefully, for fear of missing any important clues.

In the dark night, there was a peculiar sandalwood fragrance, and Helan Jingrui found a broken hairpin.

This is the wooden hairpin that Song Chenyan tied her hair, and the hairpin was broken and stained with blood.

Helan Jing Ruijing looked through the alley, and his disappointment abruptly arose, just as he was about to leave in a hurry to find Song Chenyan's whereabouts.

A shrill meow and a low muffled grunt rang out.

Listening in a trance, it was a bit Song Chenyan, and the muffled hum quickly disappeared without a trace, as if everything was Helan Jingrui's hallucination.

Helan Jingrui looked at the alley that could be seen at a glance again, and there was still no beautiful beauty.

Helan Jing Ruijing shook her head, trying to sober herself up, and walked out of the alley.

Helan Jingrui took two steps and turned around and walked towards the end of the alley, he only knew that he couldn't let go of any opportunity to find Song Chenyan, he was afraid that this farewell would be Yongnian.

Turning the corner, he saw a weak figure lying in the dark night, he bullied forward to help Song Chenyan, only to see Song Chenyan's face was pale and her whole body trembled.

Song Chenyan didn't know who was coming, struggling with the last bit of strength.

Helan Jingrui hugged Song Chenyan in distress and comforted her softly.

"Xiao Yan, it's me." The man in his arms stopped, and buried his head in his arms with peace of mind.

"Little follower, I'm so hungry." Song Chenyan snorted and said.

"I'll make you something to eat when I get home."

Helan Jingrui walked quickly towards the alley with Song Chenyan in her arms, Song Chenyan's face was like paper.

Helan Jingrui knew that Song Chenyan must have been injured a lot, but he didn't know where the injury was.

He gently hugged Song Chenyan's body, afraid that touching Song Chenyan's wound would cause pain.

The person in his arms seemed to trust him very much, and there were signs of falling asleep, although he was distressed, he had to wake up Song Chenyan.

"What does Xiao Yan want to eat?"

Song Chenyan opened her eyes very reluctantly and listened carefully to Helan Jingrui's words.

"Chestnuts fried in sugar."

"What else?"

"Magnolia slices."

"What else?"

"Silence is like death.

"Huh."

The sound of 'Xiao Yan' seems to be still in my ears.

Luo Wushuang tore the note in his hand into powder, opened the window and flipped out, and the pieces of paper were scattered in the air.

The assassination of the Empress Dowager on the street angered Helan Jingheng, although the news was immediately blocked, but who are these powerful people in the capital? The Son of Heaven has no family affairs, and as soon as the Empress Dowager returns to the palace on the front foot, the news of the back foot spreads.

In the study room of King Jing's Mansion, a man in white leaned against the window and stood alone.

"Did Steward Wang hear any unusual noises?" Helan Jingrui looked in the direction of the lotus pond.

"Back to the master, there is no unusual sound." Steward Wang followed the direction that Helan Jingrui was looking at, and was first shocked in his heart, and then replied calmly.

"It's strange, I feel like I've heard someone call me, miserable." Helan Jing Ruijing casually fiddled with the fan.

"Presumably the master has been tired recently, so he has auditory hallucinations." Steward Wang wiped a drop of cold sweat from his sideburns with his hand.

Helan Jing Ruijing thought that Steward Wang was afraid of being scolded by herself, so she was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat. Helan Jingrui said with a smile: "In this way, there is a housekeeper of King Lao who carefully regulates this king." ”

"It's a minion's business." Steward Wang replied respectfully.

"Where did Uncle Fan go?" Helan Jingrui asked.

"Fan Junshi received the secret report and rushed over to deal with it." Helan Jing nodded and rubbed his chin. A figure floated in the courtyard, and when Helan Jingrui looked at it, he knew that it was Fan Wuyong.

After Fan Wuyong stood still, he was not busy reporting the news, Helan Jingrui was relieved, and waved his hand to let Steward Wang retreat.

"Master, the Empress Dowager was assassinated today," Fan Wuyong said in a deep voice.

Helan Jingrui waved his hand, signaling that he didn't want to hear it, after the incident, Helan Jingrui had already received the news early in the morning.

Fan Wuyong's report at this time is just a follow-up with no results, and why did the Empress Dowager leave the palace and why she was assassinated, Helan Jingrui felt like a mirror in her heart.

"The matter of the Empress Dowager, this king already has a bottom in his heart, it is better to talk about the latest situation of those 'Jiupin Lords'." Helan Jingrui said a little mockingly.

"They have already settled in the Dragon Gate Inn, and today I don't know how many servants of the family have broken their legs when they run back and forth, and the master above wants to probe the bottom of a few Jiupin adults."

Helan Jingrui got up and left the chair, went to open the window, and looked at the bright moonlight outside:

"It's just nine grades, and these mediocre officials in Beijing are really idle." Helan Jingrui scoffed at this.

"It's not all the people in the court, there are also people in the palace who are interested in saving the empress dowager."

"Oh? Yes, Lord Zhu's youngest daughter is only fourteen years old this year. ”

"Yes, tomorrow, I will tell Master Zhu to find out the bottom of those Jiupin Sesame Officials on the grounds of looking for a good son-in-law."

Helan Jingrui snorted, suddenly smelled the orchid fragrance from the courtyard, took a deep breath, and suddenly the orchid fragrance was in his nose.

On the second day, the Dragon Gate Inn was surrounded by people.

"Huh? Have you heard that there are big people living in this inn? ”

"What kind of big guy?"

"You see, the powder-faced and oily father-in-law must have been sent by the master in the palace, and judging by the grade of his clothes, he is at least a big manager, and that is the person next to the emperor."

"And then?"

"And then what then, you nerd! The eunuchs of the favored masters in the palace brought one out at will, and those ministers still had to be entertained."

"What do those ministers have to do with the eunuchs in front of you?"

"Call you stupid, you don't let it go, what's the matter? Those eunuchs who looked at people with their nostrils had been waiting respectfully for more than two hours at the Dragon Gate Inn today.

"Oh, I see."

Xie Lingyun and the others were tired from running around, so they unexpectedly got up late today, and when he went downstairs to see the crowd scene, he was also surprised.

"Ahh Someone is coming downstairs!" The Dragon Gate Inn boiled like boiling hot tea for a while.

Xie Lingyun saw that those people were faintly about to rush up and crush him into pulp, so he turned around and ran, but he didn't want to fall into the air.

In the next second, he firmly held on to the wooden handrail to avoid rolling down the stairs.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )