Empress Dowager Xun looked puzzled, but after seeing the young man's waist belt and jade pendant, she returned to her usual dignified appearance.

The jade pendant was all owned by Sima Jing presented by Sima Cheng that day, and the silk belt around his waist was the token left to their sister and brother by the Tao Guifei that Xue showed her that day, and the pattern on it was the unique Jiaolong water ripple in the Tao Guifei Palace that year.

"The son is late, please forgive the queen mother." The young man immediately apologized to the Empress Dowager Xun, which was different from the politeness before Yi Xue, but it was very casual.

Empress Dowager Xun is a clear-eyed person, since Yi Xue didn't let her visit, she felt that things were not so simple, but since Sima Jing had secretly helped, it might be another clever plan, but although the person in front of her hid his face, his voice and body could not deceive people, and Mrs. Xun showed embarrassment behind her, and finally responded.

Cao Bairen next to him glanced at the young man in white with squinted eyes, although he felt a little strange, but when he saw that the Empress Dowager Xun answered, it was estimated that eight or nine would not leave ten, and he was thinking about the time, so he saluted the Empress Dowager Xun and said:

"Niangniang, it's time to go back to the palace." On the surface, the words seem respectful, but they are mixed with a bit of urging.

"Then the minister will ride a horse and walk with the queen mother, the queen mother, please."

The young man in white made a "please" posture, and his clear and beautiful voice revealed a sense of stability, as if he was asking the Empress Dowager Xun to rest assured, and the Empress Dowager Xun couldn't brush off the faces of the two, so she got into the carriage worriedly.

"Let's go-" Gonggong Song said, and the convoy slowly moved in the direction of the palace.

The procession walked to the market, and the people walked along the road, and the vast convoy and the fresh cars and angry horses naturally attracted people's sideways, but among the red and green dancers, the young man's white clothes attracted more and more attention.

And the young man's clothes were originally white, but for some reason, with the slow movement of the jujube red BMW, the clothes also swayed, like the water surface in the sun, the sparkling water waves, Ambilight, the young man's body was like covered with golden light, and the people were amazed by it.

The young man in white was not stage frightened, and took the initiative to wave to the people, the thin silk on the hat also shook, and the beautiful face loomed, the soft lips like a girl, like a fresh green apple, people couldn't help but want to bite down, coupled with a shallow smile, the girls in the crowd couldn't help but scream for it.

When the young man in white saw this, he seemed to have known about it for a long time, and he couldn't help but shake his head proudly, and his smile became even more open. When the Queen Mother heard the shouting of people, she opened the corner of the window curtain of the carriage and looked out, and saw that "Sima Ji" was so swaggering through the market, and was welcomed by the people, and she couldn't help but smile.

In addition, Ning Ying and Jiang Shangyi, who were walking in the team, were happy about this scene, and the more attention "Sima Ji" received from the people, the more chances he had of winning.

However, Cao Bairen, who was walking on the other side of the carriage, his brows were already twisted, and he couldn't see the situation on the other side of the carriage with his slanted eyes, only hearing the voices of people rising for a while, and he couldn't help but feel bored in his heart, and his brows were furrowed even tighter.

Gradually, the voices of the people disappeared, the convoy has gone out of the city, here you can see the towering wall of the palace city in the distance, as long as you walk a little longer, after this suburban place, you will reach the Xuanyang Gate of the city, and here is the only way to the Xuanyang Gate.

Here there are roads from all directions, and the roads are different from each other, and gradually the vegetation is thick, and it has become as tall as a human body.

The surroundings slowly quieted down, and the young man in white seemed to lose interest because of this, straightened his back, and sat quietly on the horse, as if he was inspired by the majesty of Miyagi, and put on the appearance of a prince.

It was obviously daylight, but the suburbs of the city were surprisingly quiet, and the atmosphere was eerie, and not even a cicada chirped was heard.

The team moved forward slowly, the distance was already halfway through, I thought that the latter section would pass so safely, suddenly, the wind suddenly rose, several black shadows flashed from the grass, the palace people panicked instantly, and they all hugged their heads and scurried, the scene was chaotic, and the Empress Dowager Xun in the carriage also noticed the strangeness outside, opened the curtain of the carriage, and saw dozens of black shadows, each holding a sharp weapon, rushing to this side.

No, to be precise, they were rushing towards the white-clothed boy in the team!

Empress Dowager Xun exclaimed loudly: "Help!" Come on! Help! ”

There was a column of guards at the end of the convoy, seeing that the guards in front of her were retreating under the attack of the black-clothed assassins, Empress Dowager Xun had no choice, and then poked her head out of the window and looked back, but only to find that there was actually a wave of black-clothed assassins behind her, and the sound of blades could be heard from afar, and the "ding-ding-ding-ding" became more and more harsh on the silent lane.

Empress Dowager Xun was already depressed in her heart, she was helpless, so she sat back in the carriage, and glanced at "Sima Ji" in a panic, only to see that he was still sitting as precariously as he was just now, but at this time he was bent on comforting the frightened horse.

At this time, the panicked Song Gonggong stumbled to the Empress Dowager Xun, panting, and said with a crying voice:

"Mother, give the order! Ask the guards at the gates for support. ”

When Empress Dowager Xun heard this, she couldn't care about etiquette and etiquette, but the woman's voice was weak, coupled with the sound of the sword and sword, her voice was really insignificant, so she shouted to the "Sima Ji" next to her:

"Ji'er, hurry up and shout for the queen mother, these people are coming for you!"

"Sima Ji" looked ahead, turned his head slightly, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and said:

"The queen mother doesn't have to worry, the sons are free."

When Empress Dowager Xun saw him say this, she was speechless for a moment and was stunned.

But after a while, a series of screams were heard, and the guards fell one by one, and the anger around them was overwhelming.

"It's just a matter of sacrificing some people." The young man in white muttered, his lips closed.

Suddenly, hundreds of soldiers poured out from all directions, they were closely surrounding the carriage of the Empress Dowager Xun and the young man in white, the Empress Dowager Xun saw this, and the hanging heart finally let go, and the young man in white's tightly closed lips also loosened slightly, gradually regained his original smile, and raised gently.

The reinforcements began to pursue from the center to both ends, and as soon as the guards saw the reinforcements behind them, their morale was greatly boosted, and the fire of courage instantly ignited in their originally fearful eyes. The black-clothed assassins didn't seem to expect this move, but they didn't flinch, they looked at each other, and with a wave of their arms, the assassins all rushed forward, and the swords in their hands were unsheathed, and several phantoms appeared, and they couldn't see the swords clearly, but they felt that strong winds were blowing around them, kicking up the dust on the ground, and their eyes were becoming more and more blurry.

The reinforcements were naturally not nameless, and in the face of the black-clothed assassins, they all fearlessly rushed forward, and the two sides fought each other in short quarters, and the momentum was instantly reversed. Although the black-clothed assassin was masked, everyone had a fierce glint in their eyes, and everyone who saw it was terrified, but in the face of the reinforcements, the eyes of each one in the chaos changed from fierce to surprised, and slowly turned into panic.

With the arrival of reinforcements, the people in the Tibetan Palace also stood up, and when they saw that the assassins were about to be repulsed, they were about to cheer loudly, only to hear a "whoosh-" sound, breaking the celebratory atmosphere, and everyone was in an uproar.

The startled crow in the distance flapped its wings and flew high, leaving only a feather to swirl in the sky.

The thin silk hat of the young man in white "snapped", and fell on the grass in response, and the wind that rose swept up the thin silk for the last time.