Outside Gyeonggi, there was a team lurking in the night, and even if they went to attack the imperial city, the three princes left men and horses to guard the city gates, and only waited for any abnormal movements, and sent him a warning letter.

These people were all walking, and there were two people in front of them, it was Lan Qingyue and Ling Qixuan, and they also thought of what the three princes could think of. Lan Qingyue was worried about her sister's safety, and Ling Qixuan was afraid that Ling Yi would not be able to defend the imperial city, so the third prince would occupy the palace, and then it would be more troublesome.

Leaving a large group of people behind to move slowly, the two of them personally led people to attack the three princes by surprise. They had been here for an hour, and when they made a big fuss in Beijing, the eight princes of Xuancheng returned, and the two almost thought that they had leaked their whereabouts and were about to take action, but they saw that the water in the city was full of water, almost flooding the entire Gyeonggi.

After waiting patiently for another half an hour, the city gate was quiet, and the two of them knew that it was just a false alarm. Instantly figured out the twists and turns in the middle, it must have been Ling Yi's plan, presumably he wanted to use this to fool the three princes. Ling Qixuan secretly praised in his heart, this imperial brother has grown a lot, and he has a very good grasp of this matter, one move after another, and he does not hesitate to start.

After another half an hour, it was estimated that the war in the city was raging, Ling Qixuan took the lead and quietly entered the city, and the guards on the city gate were restrained by him one by one, until there was no longer a living mouth, he went down the city wall, opened the city gate, and received Lan Qingyue and them inside.

If the army fails to arrive in time, they will let the three princes and their party out of the city, and they are colliding with the army; if the army can come in time, they will close the door and beat the dogs, and the people who make trouble will be wiped out.

All this is going on quietly, and the two sides facing each other inside and outside the Imperial City are not aware. The three princes pulled the wooden donkey hidden behind the entire team to the front of the formation, and the soldiers drilled into it. The wooden donkeys were covered with a thick layer of skin, which not only could not be penetrated by feathered arrows, but also by the rolling stones falling from the city walls.

The situation in the palace became more and more dangerous, and when the ladies who were having fun heard the news, their faces were full of disbelief, and since it was a panic, they hurriedly packed up their things with the palace people, and the life of drunken money in the palace stopped.

There are also a few places that are indifferent, including Mo Guifei and the queen, Mo Guifei's honor and disgrace are all tied to her son, her son leaves, she leaves, her son stays, and she stays.

The queen has stayed in this complex palace all her life, even if she escapes, relying on her body, she can survive for a few days, she has power in her hands, no matter who ascends the throne as the emperor, she has to weigh a few points, and their mother and daughter are the safest at the moment.

On top of the high wall, there are four people guarding the two corners of the city wall, and at this moment, life and death are nothing to them. These people were the five people that Ling Yi left behind to Lan Junyao, and in the battle just now, one of them had already gone with the emperor, and the remaining four brothers were forced to carry it to the end.

In less than half an hour, the palace will definitely be breached by the three princes. This is a war without suspense, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, even if Lan Junyao has a plan to reach the sky, he has no power to go against the sky. She glanced at the solemn soldier beside her, slowly closed her eyes, waved her hand, and several people knelt down to her, and then each ran towards the place after the order.

The tung oil in the hand is heavy, and the palace that has been built without knowing how much manpower and material resources have been wasted is about to be burned down in a fire, and no matter how beautiful the Qionglou Pavilion is, it only has half an hour of life, which is sad to think about.

Lan Junyao took one last look at this place where the dirt of the world was hidden, the group of women who escaped from the palace in a hurry, they were still living a life of poverty and luxury, and it was really sad to think about these women. The emperor and the family are their heaven, and all they have, if there is no such accident, I am afraid that they will live in the palace for the rest of their lives.

After all, in the harem, there is only one extremely honorable seat, but there are three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem. After the emperor left, most of those who had never been left by the emperor or did not leave their children would be sent to the funeral, and they were really imprisoned by this cage-like palace for a lifetime.

Stepping down the high wall, Lan Junyao walked slowly alone, and the people around her were in a hurry, wishing that the palace wall in front of her would be razed to the ground, so that they could run faster.

The lake has just passed, bringing a hint of coolness, it is already late autumn, the cool breeze is swirling and drilling straight into the robe, Lan Junyao tightened her sleeves and didn't look at the people around her.

After a while, there was already an extra shadow beside her, and Lan Junyao knew that it was Mo Shi's return, and the tung oil in the hands of the soldiers had been fully used. The wind blew her hair flying, and her already thin body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

Lan Junyao hadn't gone far before she heard the sound of a sword clash behind her, and her steps paused, all the troops in Gyeonggi were transferred to the palace by her, and the rest were controlled by the three princes, and there were no reinforcements to come at this time? Could it be that it was him.

Lan Junyao turned around in disbelief, just as a person on the high wall raised his arms and shouted, "The Eighth Prince has come to save us with a large army." The excitement on the man's face had not faded, but when a feathered arrow pierced his chest, his eyes widened, and he slowly fell.

Lan Junyao shook his head, it was really stupid, even if the Eighth Prince returned, did he think that he would be safe anymore? I don't know who can blame him for saving his life and dying?

Lan Junyao was still walking unhurriedly in the direction of the back door of the palace, and the news of the return of the eighth prince spread to every corner of the palace in a blink of an eye. Eat a trench, grow a wisdom, and tell the same lie once.

It wasn't until a new fierce battle between the two sides outside the palace began, and the shouts of the eight princes came from afar, that they were overjoyed one by one, and regardless of the palace people behind them, they lifted their skirts and turned around and ran towards their palaces.

Mo Shi followed Lan Junyao's side, not asking why she still had to leave the palace when her master returned, she just followed her like a shadow. She was a little faster on her feet than she was, and now that he had returned, there was nothing more to do here.

Outside the Dingwu Gate, Ling Yi and a team of people were pacing in place, raising their eyes from time to time to glance into the distance. Seeing Lan Junyao Shi Ran coming over, his face was full of confusion, but he still reached out to stop Lan Junyao when she approached.

"Do you really want to leave?" Ling Yi didn't know how to persuade her, it was indeed his father who killed Prime Minister Lan and his wife, so no matter how disgusted she was with herself before, he would tolerate her. It's just that he is afraid that she will leave, as if she disappeared from this world out of thin air, as if she disappeared from this world five years ago, and she could not be found by all means.

Lan Junyao didn't say a word, his eyes met Ling Yi, the firmness in his eyes couldn't help but make him take a step back, and he vaguely heard the squeaky sound of wooden buttons coming from the main entrance, thinking that the three princes' side had been killed and retreated by Ling Qixuan.

Ling Yi waved his hand, and a row of soldiers behind him parted from it, making way for her. For this Lord Xiuyi who led the troops to meet the enemy at the main gate, these soldiers were all respectful to her, and they straightened their waists one by one, and watched her and Mo Shishi go out of the palace gate.

As soon as she walked out of the palace gate, Lan Junyao did not stop, her feet were light, she jumped on the roof, and walked along the ridge of the house for a while, until the palace gradually disappeared behind her, and the speed under her feet still did not dare to slow down. Mo Shi followed her closely, and under the lonely moonlight, she saw two figures flashing by, and those who didn't know the truth were afraid that they would think that they were dazzled.

After they left, the door of the palace was closed again, and the latch of the door was re-carded on the palace door, and Ling Yi did not reach the front, he still led these people to block the back door, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Eighth Prince and his party.

Not long after the palace gate was closed, I saw a man riding a horse and rushing towards here, a black tight-fitting robe lined his figure more and more slender, with a black scarf to cover the face left a corner to hang on his ears, the horsewhip in his hand fell high, and a string of empty sounds fell behind him, and the horse under him was in pain, spreading his hooves and galloping.

The soldiers guarding the gate couldn't help but tense their nerves when they saw this situation, and they pressed their hands on the long knives hanging from their waists, and their movements were uniform.

"Huh~" The man grabbed the reins, and the horse slid forward two steps according to inertia, and its front hooves were raised high, and it was about to stop a foot in front of Ling Yi.

"Eleventh Prince, can you see Lord Xiuyi walking out of here?" He turned over and dismounted, and hurriedly saluted Ling Yi, with an anxious look on his face, but this person was Mo Yi, who had been by Ling Qixuan's side, and Ling Yi knew him.

"A stick of incense leaves from here. Ling Yi replied.

"Your Highness, do you know where your Excellency has gone?" Mo Yi felt a chill on his back, and only then did he fight with the three princes, so he was ordered by his master to enter the palace first, and went to find the eunuch Dequan Gonggong who was with him before the emperor's death. On the way, he heard a rumor that Lord Xiuyi was guarding the imperial city but why he was leaving, and he was also puzzled in his heart, but the matter of seeking virtue and father-in-law was important, and he had to suppress the doubts in his heart.

He showed the master's token to Dequan's father-in-law, and passed on the words passed on to him by the master, so Dequan was relieved to go with him. Even as a celebrity in front of the emperor, Father-in-law Dequan also showed great appreciation and amazement for Lan Junyao's intelligence, if he gave birth to a boy, he would definitely be crowned king and worship in the future.

Mo Yi said casually: "Lord Xiuyi has just left the palace, doesn't my father-in-law know?"

Who knew that before these words came out, Dequan became very anxious when he was on the ground, and he couldn't even say a word in his mouth.

Mo Yi's sleeves were torn and crumpled by him, and he also figured out the reason why Duke Dequan was so anxious, it was related to the edict left by the previous emperor, and he faintly heard him say that there would be great variables about leaving Lord Xiuyi, so he hurried all the way over, who knew that it was still a step too late.