In the night, the expressionless Rong Han finally had an expression. Xiang Jun Qinglan rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "How can the prince do such a thing?" ”

Jun Qinglan was speechless and depressed. So, she deserves to do such a thing?

"Who's that?"

Jun Qinglan didn't think that anyone in this world could order the city guards to open the city gate during the curfew time. Rong Han had slowly closed his eyes and stopped looking at her. That man used to be a gourd with a sawed mouth, but today he is becoming more and more silent. It is clear that this issue is very secretive.

Jun Qinglan didn't ask any more, and followed Rong Han out of the Duanwang Mansion from the back door and went straight to the south gate. The third watch day is the darkest time before dawn, and the entire Yanjing City is in a deep sleep at this time, even the most lively Daxing City is completely lit at this moment. Everyone is enjoying the last of their day's work.

When he first came out of Duanwang's Mansion, Jun Qinglan often glanced left and right. Li Congyao really didn't follow them out of the house, and she never saw anyone else follow. In the lonely street, only the crisp sound of the hooves of two horses on the pavement.

That's it...... Out of town?

Seeing that the south city gate was already close at hand, the lights hanging on the city wall in the night dazzled over the stars in the sky, breaking through the fog under the curtain of tomorrow, warm and bright.

"Here we are." Jun Qinglan couldn't help but speak out after all. The city gate is coming, how to get out of the city?

"Well, here we go." Rong Han replied lightly, but his eyes did not look at Jun Qinglan, but glanced casually into the narrow alleyway on the left.

The sound of horses' hooves, mixed with the heavy rumble of the wheels pressing against the road, immediately resounded in the alleyway. Jun Qinglan looked sideways, and a carriage drove quickly from the alleyway, which was unimaginably brilliant. The wheels of the carriage were covered with gold leaf, and a string of extremely long golden bells hung on each side, which jingled as they galloped. The magpie climbing on the window edge of the carriage is carved with jadeite and jade, which is brilliant.

Jun Qinglan squinted, and there was only one evaluation in his mind, money. I really can't think of a word other than that.

Only then did she understand that Rong Han's sentence was not to talk to her, but to tell her that someone who could take them out of the city came. Who is this person, Jun Qinglan said that she was really a little curious. I couldn't help but widen my eyes and take a closer look.

The driver who drove the car was wearing a black close-quarters short, but he wore a huge hat on his head, and he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly. However, that person's body was filled with a murderous aura that no one should enter, and Jun Qinglan knew even if he didn't have to look at it that person must be the person picked out by Li Congyao.

The carriage passed by them and did not stop, but rushed to the city gate before slowly reining in its horse. The coachman raised his head to the city gate and shouted, "Which one of the poor masters is on duty, please come out and reply." Lord Jiang of Jinyi Wei has an important job to do, please open the door immediately and let him go! ”

This sound came far away with the night wind, and Jun Qinglan shuddered when he heard it. So, the man of God who could escort them out of the city during curfew was ...... Jiang Yufan?!

After not doing much, he saw the city gate leader poking his head out of the battlement and looking at them condescendingly: "During the curfew time, no one is allowed to leave the city at will." Just wait. ”

"Huh." The coachman smiled lightly: "The one sitting in my car is the hundred households of Jinyiwei." ”

The gate leader was impatient: "No one can do it! ”

"Maybe you haven't heard of our Lord Jiang's name, but you must have heard that the emperor has a cousin."

The gate leader's body stiffened, and the impatience on his cheeks suddenly faded a little.

"The emperor once gave a holy decree to the Zhenfu Division, in case of urgent official business, Jinyiwei has the right to exceed all existing regulations. Our adult is not only the emperor's cousin, but also happens to be a brocade guard. The coachman smiled and called out to the carriage, "My lord, you should make a noise." ”

Before the coachman's words fell, Jiang Yufan leaned out of the carriage door and came out: "What are you talking about?" Open the door! ”

"Yes!"

The city gate leader did not dare to delay, and immediately led his men to open the city gate himself. Jun Qinglan stared at the carriage thoughtfully, the person who was just now was indeed Jiang Yufan, and there would be no mistake again. However, look at the way he looked just now, his face was flushed, his brows were tightly knit, and he spoke at an astonishing speed. He was clearly coerced!

So, was he kidnapped by Li Congyao's people? What means did Li Congyao use to get a big living person out of the Marquis of Anping's Mansion without letting others know?

"Let's go." Rong Han coldly opened his mouth to urge: "The grave digger has arrived." ”

Jun Qinglan blinked, and suddenly began to sympathize with Jiang Yufan. In his sleep, he asked someone to run all the way in the carriage, and when he waited for a while, he had to do the physical work of digging graves and digging graves, Jiang Yufan's heart must be uncomfortable. What a bad guy.

It is undeniable that Li Congyao's hand is really ruthless. Under the name of Jiang Yufan, he went out of the city during the curfew, and Jiang Yufan dug up Deng Rou's grave with his own hands. No matter how much turmoil today's events can set off in the future, they will never blame him Li Congyao. With such a gold-lettered signboard as the emperor's cousin, it is really invincible.

Li Congyao, he really has no one before or since, a little expert in digging pits!

Deng Rou is an unmarried daughter and died a violent death, so she can't be buried in the ancestral grave of the Deng family according to the rules. Deng Chunwang began to do business several generations before his ancestors, and he had been away from farming for a long time, and his family did not have a field in the suburbs of Beijing. Therefore, poor Deng Rou worked hard for the Deng family all her life, but when she died, she only got a coffin and buried it hastily in a mass grave, without even a grave. If it weren't for the fact that she had just been buried today, and the soil covered was fresh and fresh, no one would have been able to find Deng Rou's coffin.

Jun Qinglan looked at the handful of loess that had been bulldozed in front of her, and sighed secretly in her heart. Deng Chunwang kept saying that he valued Deng Rou, shrouded the entire Deng family under the plain white legacy, and bought her a good coffin. In the way he was buried like this, what he did in front of everyone was a hypocrisy with ulterior motives, and there was nothing to doubt anymore.

"Master Jiang, please get out of the car." The coachman was the first to jump off the wheels and clenched his fists at the carriage.

"No, no." Jiang Yufan shrank in the car, and said angrily: "Master, I have backbone, if you tell me to get down, I'll get down?" What about face? ”

The coachman was not in a hurry, but shrugged his shoulders: "I hope you can always have your backbone." ”

After saying that, he suddenly turned his head sideways, his gaze quickly brushed over Jun Qinglan's cheeks, but it settled on Rong Han. The next moment, I saw the man's clothes flying, walked up to him in threes and twos, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll leave it to you next." ”

Rong Han frowned, unconcealed the disgust in his eyes, popped out two fingers, grabbed the palm that fell on the man's shoulder and threw it down mercilessly, like dispersing a fly: "Take your dirty hands away." ”

"What's the matter if you don't take it away?" The coachman's eyes smiled like a crooked crescent moon, and his whole face was raised, and Jun Qinglan saw that the man was not very old, and he had a round baby face.

The baby-faced coachman looked at Rong Han with a smile, like a white porcelain doll: "Anyway, you'll always take it away for me, won't you?" ”

Rong Han frowned, but the man had already swept away, silently like a gentle wind: "The prince asked me to cooperate with you, but he didn't ask us to fight." Let alone....... ”

The coachman squinted the corner of his eye, and the smile on his lips added a bit of unclear calculation: "We still have important things to do." ”

Rong Han turned his eyes away from him with a cold face, and looked at Jun Qinglan from the corner of his eye: "Lord Jun still doesn't want to get Jiang Xiaoye out?" Otherwise, you'll have to dig your own grave. ”

Jun Qinglan blinked: "Aren't you ...... Not human? "Why can the grave digging only be done by her and Jiang Yufan?

"We're just shadow guards." Rong Han said coldly, his face did not change.

It took Jun Qinglan a full five breaths to completely digest Rong Han's words. They are the shadow guards, and the shadow guards have only one duty, which is to hide in the shadows and never let themselves live in the sun. People who can't see the sun aren't people? What kind of logic is this!

"Or go back?" Rong Han's words were a question, but he used a bland tone, as if he didn't have the slightest intention of asking.

"I'll go talk to Master Jiang."

Jun Qinglan has always been a person who knows the times, so she immediately dismounted and walked towards the golden carriage. When passing by the coachman, he clearly saw the man smiling and arching his hand towards him: "Lord Jun has worked hard." ”

Jun Qinglan stopped and looked at him for a moment, this is an interesting person. Most of the nobles of Northern Xia raised shadow guards and did things to protect secretly. Most of those characters who can't see the light have experienced a tragic past, and they are all as cold as Rong Han, and they only feel bored when they look at people and things. What did they experience in Duanwang's Mansion? How could there be such a ...... as the coachman? Heterogeneous?

"What's your last name?"

"Tang Ying. The prince once said that I am the shadow of the shadow guard. Tang Ying grinned, lifted the hat from his head, and let his waist-length hair roll and entangle in the wind. Such a Tang Ying seems to be clamoring everywhere around him to be the best in the world!

Jun Qinglan looked at him silently. Such...... With an arrogant temperament, is it really suitable to be a shadow guard? Aren't the legendary shadow guards all deep and introverted, who can casually tell their hole cards to a stranger they meet for the first time?

Therefore, the shadow guards she had seen before were all ...... Fake it.

"Your Excellency, the lord in the car is not easy to serve." Tang Ying pointed his finger at the carriage: "It took a lot of effort for the slave to get him into the carriage, you want to make him obedient, but you have to use your brain?" ”

After saying that, Tang Ying hugged his arms and looked at Jun Qinglan, clearly waiting to see the show with a look of interest.

"Thank you."

Jun Qinglan walked past him absently and stood under the window of the car to take a breath. He said softly, "Head, it's done." ”

"Jun Qinglan?!" There was a sudden bang in the carriage, and the next moment I saw Jiang Yufan's head poking out of the door. The man looked at Jun Qinglan with a clear look of surprise: "It's really you?" That's great! ”

Before the voice landed, Jiang Yufan jumped on the ground with a swish. The two iron tongs generally tightened Jun Qinglan's hoop and patted it hard: "Since you are also here, why didn't you speak out earlier?" What are you going to do? Say it! ”