Turning the long palace road, picking up the path from the imperial garden, what appeared in front of Xu Hui's eyes was a large empty courtyard.

The Sui Yu Hall stood in this open space. Under the rain like smoke, this tall and solemn temple has an indescribable loneliness. The candles in the queen mother's bedroom were burning, but most of the lanterns under the corridor were extinguished, so the lights in the bedroom were particularly eye-catching.

"Niangniang hasn't slept well lately, and she always thinks the lantern outside is too bright." Song Baolou, who was walking on the side of Feng Yuan, explained in a low voice.

Xu Hui nodded, and smiled at Song Baolou again: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"Slaves don't dare." Song Baolou said respectfully, "This is the duty of a slave." As she spoke, she stepped forward in person and helped Xu Hui get off the phoenix with Shi Baoxiang.

Stepping on the jade steps and turning the gate of the palace, the Sui Yu Hall is very quiet, and there are not even a few little palace maids.

Xu Hui felt a little strange in her heart, so she glanced at Song Baolou.

Song Baolou leaned forward slightly, and whispered: "The Queen Mother said that it was an important matter, and everyone was sent away." ”

Xu Hui nodded, and looked at Song Baolou sideways, but saw that her expression was calm, and the lights hit her delicate melon seed face, adding a bit of brightness, but she didn't look old at all.

Speaking of which, Song Baolou is not young, and he is still on duty in the Queen Mother's Palace, and he hasn't even gotten a Shang Palace. Xu Hui always wanted to mention this matter to the Queen Mother, but she was pregnant first, and then the emperor was seriously ill, so she put this matter aside.

Thinking like this, Xu Hui smiled and said, "I'm sorry for you." The palace will talk to the queen mother later, and transfer you to the Shangyi Bureau. ”

At this time. They had already stepped through the door of the dormitory.

"Xie Niangniang." Song Baolou smiled lightly, and that smile flickered under the flickering candlelight, "How can a slave be so loved by his mother." ”

With that, she raised her head suddenly, her cold eyes looked directly at Xu Hui, and a mocking sneer was hooked on her lips.

Xu Hui was stunned.

It was only at this time that she realized that Song Baolou was holding her hand, and her hand strength was a little strong.

She was slightly surprised before she opened her mouth to ask. There was a muffled snort beside him.

She jerked her head. saw Shi Baoxiang's eyes wide, and he looked at him with a stiff expression, his face was as white as paper.

On Shi Baoxiang's chest, a snowy sword tip is revealed!

"Baoxiang!" Xu Hui exclaimed. A handful of people held Shi Baoxiang.

Shi Baoxiang seemed to be in disbelief. Lower your eyes to look at the tip of the sword on your chest. The blood on the tip of the sword dripped down one by one, forming a line of blood.

Little by little, she lifted her face, her eyes bulging. The corners of the mouth are bloodshot. She seemed to want to say something, but her throat "Gege" sounded, but she couldn't say a word, only stretched out a hand, stared at Song Baolou with wide eyes, but the person fell down softly.

"Baoxiang! Bao Xiang! Xu Hui called out urgently, trying to support her body. However, Shi Baoxiang's head was tilted to the side, and only a pair of lifeless eyes looked vacantly in the direction of Song Baolou.

"If the slave and maid are mothers, they will not be silent at this time." Song Baolou is cool and authentic.

Xu Hui knelt on the ground.

The tip of the sword on Shi Baoxiang's chest was gone, leaving only a blood hole. Large strands of blood poured out of the hole, instantly dyeing the corners of Xu Hui's skirt bright red.

She looked up and looked back, and a Jin Wuwei in armor stood expressionlessly in place, the tip of the sword in his hand still dripping with blood. On his left arm, a striking white scarf was wrapped.

"Come in, Hui-kun." A voice full of vicissitudes suddenly sounded, as if with infinite exhaustion.

Xu Hui's body was shocked.

She turned her head slowly, looking at where the voice was coming from. In the blurred vision, Empress Dowager Chen's tired face appeared in front of Xu Hui's eyes.

Empress Dowager Chen seems to have grown old overnight. The originally smooth skin was covered with fine lines, and she looked at Xu Hui with heavy eyes, and the brilliance in her eyes was no longer the same.

"You were called by the mourners. Only here can the mourning family protect you. Empress Dowager Chen's words seemed to be far away, and Xu Hui couldn't hear them clearly. Her eyes were only fixed on Empress Dowager Chen's hand.

In the hands of the Empress Dowager Chen, she was holding Liu Yan, the third prince who was only two months old.

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The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Fu Jun and Shi Jiang will be propped up on their heads and walk the dark mountain road.

Fu Jun was extremely helpless. Her plans had been completely disrupted. She originally wanted to take advantage of the night to cross the mountain road, turn towards the official road, and then follow the woods next to the official road to approach the capital.

However, this sudden winter rain made Fu Jun, who had always had an excellent sense of direction, become a headless fly.

They did not dare to raise fires. When leaving the village, Fu Jun clearly heard the sound of kicking the door. She could conclude that it was a pursuer. If she hadn't prepared in advance, she and Shijiang would have been afraid that it would be difficult to get out.

Fu Jun gasped for breath while trying his best to distinguish the road in front of him.

It's so dark that you can't see your fingers. Walking on mountain roads in such weather conditions is difficult even if you want to not fall, let alone going to a cave to take shelter from the rain, it is simply a fool's dream.

They had been walking on the mountain road for at least half an hour, and they could not see anything except the shadows of the dark rows of dead trees.

"That's not going to work." Fu Junyu suddenly stopped, gasped and said, "If you continue like this, you still don't know where to turn." ”

Shi Jiang poured the quilt face towards Fu Jun, and said unevenly: "The maid can't see anything clearly now." ”

Fu Jun adjusted his breathing while looking around with his eyes wide open.

The night was thick like a large mass of ink that could not be dissolved, viscous as if it were substantial. Even Fu Jun, who was close to him, couldn't see the face of the river clearly, let alone in the distance.

She hung her head a little dejectedly, and for a moment regretted it. I knew that I had made a suspicious plan just now, and made some noise to lure those pursuers to chase them out, and then they turned back to the utility room to hide, and it was safer to say.

However, there has never been a regret medicine in this world, and it is useless to think about it now. The only thing Fu Jun is glad about now is that those people have not chased them out.

It seems that this group of pursuers is far from being masters like Wei Shuang or Wuli, maybe they will be looting in Beizhuang, and they will not be able to spare time to chase her, the daughter of a third-rank official.

Fu Jun pondered in his heart, and suddenly realized that the world in front of him seemed to be a little different.

Her eyes widened in surprise, but she saw that the scenery around her seemed to be coated with some glimmer of light, and like the photographs she had taken with a Polaroid in her previous life, some outlines gradually appeared, mountain paths, trees, grass paths, gravel and dirt, all of which seemed to become clear and recognizable in an instant.

"It's strange that the moon actually came out." Shibu muttered.

Fu Jun raised his head and looked. The rain was fine and still sprinkling, but there was a faint moon hanging in the sky.

This winter's weather is a bit weird. Fu Jun thought, but he was a little happy in his heart.

At least now she's not blinded.

Taking advantage of this faint moonlight, Fu Jun looked around, and suddenly saw a slope sloping upwards in front of him, and a dark shadow seemed to be faintly revealed in the miscellaneous trees on the slope.

"Shijiang, do you think it's a stone cave?" Fu Jun stretched out his hand and pointed to the road.

Shi Jiang looked at it with wide eyes for a while, and said hesitantly: "It seems that yes, the maid can't see clearly." ”

"Let's go there and see first." Fu Jun made a decision.

Shi Jiang nodded, and climbed the slope hand in hand with Fu Jun. (To be continued.) )