"This girl, the city gates are now closed to catch the assassins."

"Please also ask Miss Shi to put her safety first, and if she can, she won't go out of the city, so as not to encounter assassins."

The soldiers could not be the master, and soon called the city guard.

Originally, I thought that the name of the Prime Minister was very useful.

But I don't want to, people are very businesslike.

The city guard scolded his mother in his heart, when is it not good for this eldest lady to go out of the city, and she has to join in the excitement of catching the assassin?

The maidservant didn't expect the city guard to be so faceless.

"Our young lady is going to pray for the blessing of King Pingjun, you ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, the people in the carriage had already spoken.

"Mingcui, don't be rude."

Her voice is sweet and soft, and it can itch from her ears to her heart to a group of big bosses.

But Mingcui didn't dare to make a mistake at all.

She could only look at the carriage in a daze.

Shi Xiangxiang had already lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

She wore a veil, revealing a pair of eyes that were gentle like water.

"I'm sorry, this adult, it's my little girl who is not sensible."

"It's just that I ask for your accommodating."

"The king of Pingjun went to suppress the bandits some time ago, and the little girl went to the temple to make a wish, begging him to return safely."

"Now that the wedding is approaching, if you don't repay your wishes, lest there be twists and turns in the marriage."

"The little girl didn't mean to cause trouble to everyone, please forgive me."

She explained so softly, how many men can stand it?

The city keeper opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say let go, someone came this way.

It's Liubo City

"What's going on?"

The screening at the gate of the city is extremely strict, especially for those who are not registered in Yanjing, there must be a road guide.

Because this time it is about Princess Yan, no one dares to take it lightly.

As soon as someone saw the situation here, they immediately called Liu Bocheng over.

"Liu Duwei, this is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she wants to go out of the city to the temple to pray for blessings and vows."

"Since Miss Shi, we should let it go."

Liu Bocheng said this, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Shi Xiangxiang couldn't help but let go of his clenched hand.

"Thank you, Lord Liu, for your understanding."

She blessed Captain Liu, and was about to turn around and get into the carriage.

The daughter of the prime minister came out wearing a veil, although she couldn't see her true face.

But Liu Bocheng is the third master of the Liu family.

King Pingjun is still his nephew after all.

He was not embarrassed, and others did not have to ask Shi Xiangxiang to unveil him.

After all, the true face of the prime minister's daughter is not something that ordinary people can see if they want to see it.

"But please lift the curtains, and we'll check the carriage."

Shi Xiangxiang's face changed.

She didn't expect Liu Bocheng to be so inflexible.

The carriage in which the daughter sits, like her boudoir, cannot be easily shown to men.

Liu Bocheng is like this, he is not favoritism at all, and he refuses to give her face, the future princess of Pingjun.

"No, this is the carriage that our young lady is sitting in, coming out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how can there be a problem?"

Mingcui stopped in front of the carriage and refused to let people approach.

Liu Bocheng frowned and looked at Shi Xiangxiang.

"Miss Shi, we are considerate of you, and please be considerate of us."

"Anyone who goes out of the city, they have to be checked."

"The killer is very cunning, if something happens to you again, the official can only apologize with death."

Shi Xiangxiang shook his head at Mingcui.

"Since Lord Liu wants to check, let's check."

Mingcui wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Shi Xiangxiang.

"Lord Liu, please."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and inside was a small table with books and a plate of pastries, but nothing else.

Liu Bocheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Let people hurry up.

He can't afford to offend the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he can't afford to offend the King of Pingjun.