Outside the Shili Pavilion in the capital, a team of people marched quietly, with neat and powerful steps. They wore uniform clothes, but they were not the clothes of any of the military establishments of the Jokhang, but more like the escort of some wealthy family.

It's just that everyone has their heads held high, their eyes are firm, their faces are cold, and their eyebrows are engraved with traces of weathered experience, a trait that ordinary guards can have.

Surrounded by everyone, a carriage is low-key and introverted, without any decorations, and there is nothing special to see, but how can a carriage escorted by so many people really not be special.

Surrounded by a flat wilderness, at this time, the rice just pops up a head, stretching wantonly in the field, facing the sun, spreading a piece of pure natural green blanket, looking from afar, it makes people feel refreshed.

"Ahem......" There were several coughing sounds in the carriage, and a black shadow flashed, approaching the carriage: "Lord Wang, are you okay?" ”

The carriage curtain moved slightly, revealing half of his face, only half of it, which was earth-shattering enough and beautiful and peerless.

As the carriage jolted, the curtain trembled and trembled, and the falling shadow fell into those eyes, but it revealed a bit of obscurity.

The owner of the eyes narrowed his eyes slightly, pulling up a narrow arc, like a cunning fox, and even the whole face seemed to be out of place, making people feel full of disobedience.

"Enter Beijing immediately." The approaching dark guard lowered his voice, and only the two of them could hear it, "Lord Wind, did you say there really would be a killer?" "It's an open field, and the rice seedlings aren't tall enough to hide an adult.

It turned out that this was the wind shaft disguised as Mu Beichen after leaving Lanxian, and he was going to take a carriage all the way back, to be honest, this old waist was about to be broken by the carriage.

In the past, when I saw people sitting in a carriage, he rode a horse or walked with light skills, he was always a little envious, how good it was to lie down and hurry, but this continuous month of rushing made him a little desperate, and he couldn't wait to fly back to the capital directly, which was better than sitting on the carriage and bumpy and bumpy.

Feng Zhi picked up the feather fan next to him and waved it twice, which was even more unlike Mu Beichen, so that the corners of the secret guard next to him twitched, looking at the face of the prince and making these movements, he was really unaccustomed to it.

"What should come will always come, of course it is better not to come, we always have to plan for a rainy day." Feng Zhu put a feather fan against his head, leaned back, and thought to himself, I don't know what happened to Mu Beichen in **, I won't chop off my limbs to make medicinal wine.

"As Lord Feng said, if they really don't hesitate to send killers to assassinate, it will be much safer when the prince returns to Beijing." No one is so stupid, if you don't succeed once and do it again, isn't that waiting to be caught.

Feng Zhu glanced at the dark guard, the poison on Mu Beichen's body was much more fatal than those killers, that kid was easy to die, if he was doing an internal effort, he didn't need to collect the body for him, just bury it in the swamp.

Feng Zhi has a headache, although he promised someone to look at Mu Beichen, but the officials and senior officials crushed people to death, not to mention that they are noble princes.

Seeing that Feng Zhu didn't speak, the dark guard thought about something in his eyes, and said one more sentence: "Lord Feng, in case the emperor summons the prince after returning to Beijing...... "If you don't speak, forget it, it's easy to be exposed when you open your mouth."

People are father and son, even if they don't have a strong relationship on weekdays, but in the end, they are familiar, even if Feng Zhu can imitate Mu Beichen's tone, the fake is fake in the end, and the temperament is different from the inside out, Mu Beichen's unique style and bones, no one can imitate it.

Let Feng Zhi hide in the carriage and pretend to be fine, get close to talk to people, especially the emperor, I am afraid that he will be exposed, and then the emperor will be guilty of bullying the king, although it is explained that in order to deal with the assassination, it can be discussed as unreasonable, try to ask who else in this world is more powerful than the emperor, he is not happy, and he directly stripped the title of the prince.

Feng erected a feather fan on his chest, and glanced at the window faintly, "Otherwise, why would I make a carriage for more than a month and ride back to the palace directly." ”

The dark guard didn't understand, revealing a little confusion.

"Stupid." Feng Zhu raised his hand and snapped his fingers outside, "Now find a few people to sneak into the capital secretly, spread the news that King Jing fell off the cliff and died nine times, and now he is seriously ill and can't move." ”

Originally, he fell off a cliff in the suburbs of Beijing and disappeared, if he suddenly went back, some people would definitely suspect why he had gone in the past few months, in this way, not only to avoid the emperor from summoning Mu Beichen, but also to believe that with the emperor's attitude towards Mu Beichen, he would never want to visit him in the palace in person, at most he would mean to send some tonic medicines, and besides, it can also explain the reason for his disappearance, that is, he died at that time, and he finally recovered some, and sent a signal to the secret guard, so that the people from the Jing Palace's mansion found him.

"But we are starting from Lan County...... "If someone finds out that Mu Beichen has gone to Lan County, it is not that everything is debunked.

Feng tilted his index finger lightly on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a fox-like smile: "When we set off, I have already sent another group of people to dress up like us, and set off from Luxian County at the same time ten days ago." ”

The dark guard looks left and right, what about people?

"Don't look for it, it's hidden at the last intersection." Feng Zhu must be thoughtful in doing things, he obviously did it to the emperor, as long as the emperor did not suspect it, even if others such as Prince Duanwang knew that Mu Beichen had gone to Lan County, there would be no evidence.

There is another point, Feng Zhu could have sneaked into Luxian County secretly and then pretended to be Mu Beichen, but since Duanwang's people secretly went to Jingnan, they suspected Mu Beichen's whereabouts, so Feng Zhu might as well show him openly, just to make him suspicious, but he couldn't guess it.

Now that the thirty-three villages in Jingnan have been removed, there are still some thieves who are not in the stream, Yan Hui is taking people to clean up, it is estimated that it will not take long for everything to calm down there, and Duanwang's people will not find anything, but only increase their troubles.

Feng Zhu smiled in a low voice, "I just want to find something for him, otherwise he will be too idle and easy to be a demon." ”

After traveling another five or six miles, when the gate of the capital was visible from afar, the dark guards thought that the wind might have miscalculated today, and the wind brought a kind of abnormal movement, and the nose could smell that bloody murderous aura.

"Protect the prince!" The Dark Guard let out a loud shout and drew their swords one after another.

The sun was warm, reflecting the blade of the blade with a dazzling white light, and suddenly, the wind was roaring.

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Duanwangfu

Liu Siyi was a little uneasy since he got up in the morning, holding a pigeon-egg-sized Dongzhu in his hand, sitting in front of the dressing mirror, his brows furrowed, he stood up again, walked around the room a few times, and sat down again...... So repeatedly, it always ends up being uneven.

She took a deep breath and stretched out her free right hand to cover the left atrium, and the breath she exhaled calmed her a little, but her eyes looked out the window from time to time, where the courtyard was green and full of flowers, but the person who was expecting it never appeared.

It wasn't until Liu Siyi felt that the palms of the hands that clasped Dongzhu were all sweaty, and the hands were slippery and almost impossible to hold, she turned around and planned to put Dongzhu back in the box, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, her heart jumped, her hand naturally let go, Dongzhu fell directly to the ground, and rolled all the way to the bottom of the table.

Turning around, the door was opened, and after Qimei came in in a panic, he immediately closed it and leaned against the door and gasped several times, as if he was in a panic.

Liu Siyi stabilized her mind instead, but judging from the tightly clenched fist of the hand she hid in her sleeve, it didn't seem to be as calm as it seemed, "Qimei, how is it?" ”

"Wang, princess......" Qimei gasped a few times, leaned against the door with his back slumped, reached out to wipe the sweat from his head, and swallowed hard before he could speak, "It's over." ”

Liu Siyi put his heart in his throat, and leaned forward slightly, "How?" ”

Qimei eased up, stood up straight, and trembled a little, turned around the room in a panic, ran over and closed the windows, and then returned to Liu Siyi's side, and said secretly: "Miss, the people in the house have gone back, and Lu Jiu sent the news to the slave and maid, two words, safety." ”

Liu Siyi's breath of supporting her body was relieved, and the person was also soft, and the extreme tension was suppressed to the point that it was suddenly released, but the person's muscles were a little unable to adjust, and she trembled slightly, she grasped the handrail to support her body, and the corners of her mouth brought out a little desolate smile, and she lowered her eyes and laughed, "That's good...... That's great...... It's okay, he's okay. ”

Although the doors and windows of the room have long been closed, but now that he is in the Duanwang Mansion, not the backyard of the prime minister, the chess eyebrows are not at ease, and his voice is extremely low: "Miss, it won't ...... Nothing will happen, right? "If King Duan knew that Miss was secretly doing it behind his back, would he be very angry and do something unfavorable to Miss.

In the final analysis, Qimei is still afraid, and she hates to disagree with Liu Siyi's approach, but she is a slave and can't do anything except obey.

"What will happen?" Liu Siyi sat down, his eyes hung up, bringing out a bit of fierce momentum, with a smile, sitting upright, already having the posture of a princess, "Qimei, we are in the palace every day, what will happen?" ”

Qimei hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Slave maid...... The slave knows, little ...... Princess...... Nothing. ”

Liu Siyi used her five fingers hard, grabbed the armrest deeply and stood up from the chair, she walked to the window and pushed it out, the two wooden windows were pushed open, and the wind found an opportunity to blow over, blowing her hair, under the light, her face was slightly pale, the corners of her mouth hooked a little smile, but there was a trace of water in her eyes.

Hearing what the black dove said in the backyard of Duanwang's Mansion that day, Liu Siyi was completely uneasy, and after thinking about it, he finally secretly used the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Although this life is destined to be impossible, it ......

"As long as he's okay." Liu Siyi muttered to himself.

Qimei bit the root and couldn't help but speak: "You are now the princess of Duan, you can't worry about some people anymore, otherwise, ...... The slave was afraid that King Duan would be unhappy. ”

Liu Siyi sneered, looked back at the chess eyebrows, and his eyes were fierce, "You want to preach to this concubine?" ”

"Slaves don't dare." Qimei knelt down on his knees and said in fear.

Liu Siyi no longer looked at her, turned around to look at the brilliant flowers outside the yard, but no matter how good the flowers bloomed, outsiders couldn't see them, and she just wanted to protect the only bit of beauty in her heart.

Wouldn't that work too?

The footsteps started again, and the maid knocked on the door hurriedly, and after coming in, she knelt down and said, "Princess, it's not good." ”