At night, the water of Biyan Lake is cold and biting, and with the momentum of the water, Lan Junyao almost merges with the lake. She is so fast that even if someone accidentally sees it, they will think that it is a fish in the water jumping out of the water to breathe.

The further forward he went, the more turbulent the water became, but fortunately, at this time, the strength of the Nine Emperor Princes had not yet been arranged here, and Lan Junyao used all his strength to swim towards the place mentioned in Ling Qixuan's letter.

She already knew everything about the palace, and it was urgent to go out of the palace to find rescuers, and her father was captured, and her mother didn't know what the situation was at home. She just wanted to find the so-called rescuers as soon as possible and convey Ling Qixuan's order to her, so she could go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to investigate the situation, and she was really relieved of her mother.

From time to time, naughty fish came to Lan Junyao's side, and only after walking a long distance with her, she was far behind, she was vigorous and agile to race the fish in the water.

Biyan Lake was cut off by a lazy waist, and one end was encircled in the palace. In front of him is where the gate of the palace is located, and the nine princes have sent the son's kung fu and will wait at the palace gate.

Lan Junyao grabbed the wet grass on the shore, took a long breath, exerted her strength, and sank towards the bottom of Biyan Lake. The water pressure squeezed in from all directions, and it was not until the heavy wooden stakes could not be seen that Lan Junyao stopped diving and swam out of the water.

About where the palace gate was already far away, Lan Junyao walked forward for a while before daring to poke her head out of the water. Her sideburns were pressed against her cheeks, wet on her shoulders, and even the warm night breeze made her shiver.

Large droplets of water slipped down her body, leaving two wet marks behind her. According to what Ling Qixuan said in his letter, it was only a cup of tea, and the big tent with a bonfire was close in front of him.

Lan Junyao reached into her arms, took out the jade pendant and held it in the palm of her hand, and strode towards the direction of the camp. Her heart was in a hurry, and after walking this distance, she felt that the chill on her body had subsided a lot, but the wetness was still uncomfortable.

Avoiding the guards on the periphery, Lan Junyao took advantage of her clever light skills to pick the shadow of the big tent and walked to the center of the tent, she dodged into a big tent, and according to his idea, she went to find his confidants.

As soon as she entered the tent, she felt a flash of silver light in front of her, and the person in the tent was holding a shiny long sword, stabbing her in the face, and in an instant she was enveloped by the attack of the long sword, and instantly fell into danger. In a hurry, Lan Junyao fell backwards, and at the same moment, the long sword had picked off the black scarf on her face.

The man waited to continue attacking her, quickly retracting the attack the moment her viscar hit the ground, narrowly missing a puncture in her face. When Lan Junyao reacted, she was dumbfounded at the same time as the person in front of her, and the person's face was full of embarrassment, and he smiled at her. Hurriedly withdrew the long sword.

The person in front of him, Lan Junyao, not only knew, but also very familiar with it, was the shadow guard Mo Yi who protected Ling Qixuan on weekdays. Lan Junyao was also stunned for a moment when she saw his face. When they met, he gave himself a big gift, and when he went back, this account would definitely be counted on Ling Qixuan's head.

Due to the urgency of the situation, Ling Qixuan's letter to her contained only a few sentences, and did not tell her who the people who were waiting for her in the army were. Lan Junyao had a deep impression of Mo Yi, and in her memory, Mo Yi was still Du Qu who was waiting to welcome her in the Drunken Immortal Building that day.

From this point of view, I'm afraid that the identity of the little guy is only covered up. The thoughts were about to run away, but Lan Junyao took them back in time, and the most important thing at the moment was to find Ling Qixuan's henchmen, and the rest of the things could be postponed.

"But your master arranged for you to wait here?" Lan Junyao stood up straight, and didn't bother much with Mo Yi, Fang Cai's look of surprise was gone, and the only thing in her heart at this moment was to bring in the rescue soldiers to save them from their predicament.

"Miss Lan misunderstood, the person in the tent just went out, and it was the master who sent me to protect him. Mo Yi was dressed as a soldier at this time, and compared with the soldiers guarding outside the tent, there was nothing different, only his face was more handsome than them.

Mo Yi's heart was also beating suddenly at this moment, fortunately he had good kung fu, if he accidentally let Miss Lan hang up, I was afraid that His Highness would not know how to punish him after knowing it, just thinking about it made me feel chilled.

Seeing that Lan Junyao was still in wet clothes, her delicate figure looked even more graceful because of her wet clothes. Mo Yi looked a little embarrassed when he stood opposite her, and his eyes didn't know where to look. He was really afraid of the aunt in front of him, and if the master saw the situation in front of him, he was afraid that he would abolish his tricks.

After being awkward for a long time, Mo Fang said hesitantly: "Miss Lan, there are dry clothes here, why don't you change these clothes first." If the master knows, he will blame me. ”

Lan Junyao glanced down, and also felt a little unconscious, the wet clothes stuck to her body made people uncomfortable, and it was quite a see-through outfit. She nodded, and Mo Yi put a plain set of clothes on the bed, and then bowed down and exited the tent. "I'll go outside and keep watch, Miss Lan can rest assured. ”

Lan Junyao stood behind the screen, took off the night clothes that were still dripping on her body, and when she was dressed neatly, she found that there were two figures standing not far away outside the tent, and she asked softly, "Du Qu, but the person I was waiting for has returned?"

"Yes. Mo Yi still didn't turn around, and his voice was a little higher than when he was in the tent, "Miss Lan has changed her clothes?"

"Come in. Lan Junyao threw aside her soaked night clothes. Since there were no women's clothes in the army, although the suit was new, it still looked unusually wide on her, and she had to tie it up with a belt.

"Miss Lan called me Mo Yicheng, this is the person arranged by the master, I have a lot of concealment a few days ago, and I hope Miss Lan will forgive me. Mo Yi officially waved at Lan Junyao, and his attitude was sincere.

After talking with them, Lan Junyao knew that Ling Qixuan had already made arrangements, and he had already been aware of the actions of the Nine Emperor Princes, and this army was stationed outside the city to prevent him from taking advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

According to Ling Qixuan's plan, they decided to launch a counterattack against the rebels in the palace before dawn on the second day. No matter how anxious she is, Lan Junyao is worth suppressing the uneasiness in her heart and resting in this military camp for one night.

The man gave up the tent for Lan Junyao to rest, and he and Mo Yi went to other tents to squeeze and fall asleep, and when her whole body relaxed, Lan Junyao felt the chill almost annihilate her.

With all the strength in her heart, Lan Junyao jumped on the simple bed, and until she wrapped herself in the quilt, she still felt unwarm and shivered.