"Bamboo, you can wake up. ”

Yang Qingjue stretched out her hand and remembered to scrape the bridge of Ye Qinzhu's nose.

But seeing the blood on his hands, he withdrew his hand anyway.

"There have been so many things in the past few days, and I have forgotten what I promised you. As a result, I remember it now, and it's too late. ”

This damn evil fate is finally over.

"I'm leaving. He stood up and said to the girl.

"Don't even bother to send me?"

"Forget it, you sleep, you are more dear to this bed than to me. ”

Wu Yong was no different from a wooden stake at the door, and when he saw Yang Qingjue coming out, he stretched out his hand to help him.

"No problem. It was Yang Qingjue who waved his hand and stopped him.

"My body knows it very well, and I said that if I help him guard the capital for ten days, he will definitely not lose his trust. ”

He was dressed in plain clothes, and the last time, the blood that kept pouring out his robe stained red. This time, there was no sign of bleeding.

Wu Yong sighed and followed behind Yang Qingjue without leaving an inch.

"Your Highness, spring has begun. "God sends ghosts," he said.

"Spring tide is coming. Yang Qingjue looked to the southwest, and her two eyebrows were twisted together.

The Luan River in the southwest direction freezes in winter and dissolves in the upper reaches of spring, and the turbulence is abnormal, and boats cannot cross.

I don't know if the Third Emperor Brother can arrive on time......

Suddenly, the sound of trumpets in the distance came quickly, followed by the sound of drums.

Yang Qingjue's expression tightened, and he hurried in the direction of the city wall.

The black-pressed soldiers gathered under the city, and Han Yu, Han Tang, or the eight-star spirit master who was hung up and dried couldn't stop them.

The shouting of killing remembered that in the four directions of east, south, west, and north, the soldiers on the city tower bent their bows and arrows one after another, aiming at the soldiers who were building a ladder below.

The spiritual power was tumbling, and the spirit masters were competing with each other, covering the sprint of low-level spirit masters and ordinary people.

The prince with a face like a crown of jade climbed the city tower and looked down on the various urban areas.

In the east, south, and north, there are soldiers and horses stationed, and the outer wall of the west of the city is ......

Yang Qingjue narrowed his eyes, turned around, and faced the crowd under the high platform.

"Sir, please enter the city. Xi Yan frowned worriedly and persuaded.

Xiao Qi's expression was equally worried, and Ying'er hid behind him, clutching the corners of her clothes nervously.

When Xiyan's gaze fell on her, she couldn't help but feel nervous, and then she kept coughing.

"Ying'er, you really can't go into the city?" Xiao Qi asked.

"Not just Miss Ying'er, but anyone who still has a little residual symptoms is not allowed. Xi Yan said loudly, "Mr. is a sensible person, and he must be able to understand His Highness's intentions." ”

Xiao Qi's gaze moved back and forth between Xiyan and Ying'er, and finally smiled bitterly and turned sideways to make a way.

"Sir, what are you ......" Xi Yan frowned and asked tentatively.

"Take the rest of the people with you, I'll stay with Ying'er. Xiao Qi smiled bitterly.

The old man in Beiyang is not wrong, in his life, in addition to being soft-hearted, he is still soft-hearted.

Because of his soft heart, he took the finch and the warbler all the way, but he never moved the slightest crooked thought.

Because of his soft-heartedness, he took in many children, taught them poetry and etiquette, and became a wonderful flower among the displaced people in the west of the city.

He raised his hand and patted Ying'er's shoulder comfortingly, and the gray-black scholar's clothes swept through the corner of his eyes and went straight indoors.

"Sir, what Xi Yan said is right, the outer wall of the west of the city can't be guarded for too long. Ying'er struggled for a long time, and finally pushed Xiao Qi away, "If Mr. stays, Mr. himself will be in danger."

Sir has helped me so much along the way, I can't drag him down any longer!"

Tears rolled down the girl's cheeks.

Ying'er is in Beiyang, and she is also a beautiful girl, even if she flees all the way, she can still get a glimpse of the aura of the past.

There was a sudden sound of running in the distance, followed by a loud shout of killing.

"Today, I and the gentlemen lead this wine, as if they live and die with the Jingshi. ”

The imperial wine was spilled, and the sweet smell filled the air, Yang Qingjue opened his arms and leaned forward slightly.

The elite soldiers in the east of the city, and the displaced people after the emergency drill in the west of the city, knelt down in the dark.

"Do as you will!"

The Du Zhi of Tianxianglou leaned tactfully on the railing, and turned the delicate Zhu Hai in his hand.

In the empty streets, there are always a few unclean rats scurrying around.

This is what the eldest prince said, and he can't prevent it.

A cold light flashed between Ting Lanmei's eyes, and with a wave of her hand, several graceful figures disappeared in the city.

Xiao Qi took Ying'er in his arms and closed the door.

On the contrary, the gate of another courtyard in the west of the city was open open, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

"Those who are leaving, hurry up. Zhao Lingzhang was dressed in a costume and walked out of the main hall in the dust, "Anguo's hidden soldiers can't be prevented." Whether it's east or west, sooner or later they'll find us. ”

She was followed by the big maid flowers of Ye Mansion.

"You four, let's go. Zhao Lingzhang smiled bitterly and looked at the four girls who were standing in a proper manner, "If you want to wait for Miss Ye San, it is not wise to wait here." ”

The four of them glanced at each other uneasily, and finally one of them stood out and bowed to Mrs. Zhao a few times.

"Madam, the four of us were born and grew up. should have stayed, but the life and death of the third lady are uncertain, and we really can't rest assured. ”

"Panchun, say goodbye to Madame. ”

The four of them knelt in a row and threw themselves on the ground at the head of the Ye family.

Zhao Lingzhang chuckled, his long clothes swayed, and he raised his hand.

"Go ahead. ”

In the alleyway west of the city, a man walked eagerly.

Ye Qinju's face was full of tears, desperately looking for a way out.

What are you kidding? Why did the Angols arrive in the capital so quickly, and why did Madame Zhao refuse to take refuge in the city?

Damn Zhao Lingzhang, she has lived enough to seek death, but she doesn't want to.

She still wants to live beautifully, be the fourth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and enjoy endless glory and wealth every day.

Ye Qinju's pace quickened, and he arrived at the east of the city as soon as possible.

Thinking so, she suddenly stopped.

A few steps in front of her, a man dressed in red was blocking her path.

That man was so beautiful that even the women in the Qinglou were a little inferior when they saw him.

"Miss Ye Si, where are you going?" The man hooked his hand, and the spiritual power automatically gathered and took shape, tying Ye Qinju's hands.

Ye Qinju's legs were weak, her eyes were dark, and she collapsed to the ground.

"I ...... I ......" she stammered, not knowing what to do.

"Miss Ye Si, why are you so alarmed?" The man in red smiled evilly and looked at her condescendingly, "I just have a few questions I want to ask Miss Ye Si, I wonder if Miss Ye Si has the leisure to answer me?"

"I, I said. Ye Qinju accidentally got a glimpse of life, and hurriedly kowtowed, "I'll tell you everything I know." ”

Aunt Qin, the identity of the daughter, the glory and wealth, all of this, how can Ye Qinju's own life be important?

"My surname is Murong. Hearing the satisfied reply, the man smiled. He lifted Ye Qinju's chin, threw a few winks at her, and said:

"Now, please tell me, where does Lord Ye's surviving person, Mrs. Zhao Lingzhang, live?"