Lu Yixuan pulled up her trouser leg with her skirt robe, her knees had already been blurred by tonight's entanglement, the new and old injuries only made people more painful, she bared her teeth to wash the wound, and the six children obediently leaned on her arm as if to accompany her silently.

The little girl touched the cat's head, raised her hand and whistled softly, and after a while, there was the sound of horses' hooves falling in the forest, and the White Horse Baoju Bureau actually heard the clear whistle and ran back by herself, in the end, it was Beirong Maxima, and it was also first-class when she heard the sound of looking for the master, she didn't know how Qin Zheng "stole" it from the Duke of Wei, which was specially given by Feng Mingxie when he was hunting in the early winter.

Now, it's the best use of it.

Lu Yixuan turned over and got on his horse: "This is far away from Fengyang Mountain, but you want to go with me." Her words were addressed to the cat, and the six men tilted their heads and meowed, and then ran up Lu Yiyu's arms and shoulders, and nestled into the skirt of the girl's clothes, leaving only a small head outside.

Silver saddle white horse, a ride of the dust.

This gratuitous would remind her of the day Feng Mingxie was sent out of the city, and she chased after her halfway through the wind and frost without any news.

However, on the way to Fengyang City, you need to be cautious and do not dare to have a half-point difference, but anyone who can detour must not choose a shortcut, and you need to rush to pass the checkpoint before the government official acts.

His Majesty died a few days ago without help, and hereby declares to the world and the whole country to grief together, the prince of the East Palace has been filial piety for twenty-seven days - it turns out, it turns out that half a month has passed since this day, and Mingchen finally arranged everything to temporarily blame the death of the Son of Heaven for the deterioration of his condition.

The common people don't know what to do, the Ninth Five-Year Honorable has always been in good health, how could he suddenly die violently, especially last year, he didn't go down to Surabaya for a special trip, and officials of all sizes saw it.

Well, there is a rumor in Shengjing City, and all the prefectures and governments are arresting the little general of the Wei State Mansion, and I see, there may be an unspeakable relationship between the two.

Nonsense, the Guogong Mansion has sacrificed his life for the country and the enemy, how could the little general do such a rebellious thing, I heard that it was the Miss Lu family who trespassed into the imperial study that night and offended the authority of the Emperor of Heaven and suffered this crime, maybe - perhaps, it was the general who learned some ulterior secret.

The common people do regret the death of the Son of Heaven, but the replacement of the royal Kowloon throne is inevitable, and it doesn't matter if the person on the golden dragon chair is a father or a son, and the surname is.

As long as the four seas are leveled, it is enough.

Lu Yixuan didn't care about these gossips on the streets, the dust had already covered half of his pretty face, and he frowned from time to time, the wound was only treated and bandaged simply, although it did not worsen, it did not heal, and the pain every day had to be endured by gritting his teeth.

The stars and the moon shine, and the lights are on.

When she finally stood in front of the gate of Fengyang City, she didn't know what kind of emotions were surging in her heart.

Fengyang is a rich place and does not close the city at night, people come and go bustling, just after Hai can enter and exit the city of business travel is still increasing, Lu Yixing fixed his eyes and observed carefully, the city gate guards fifteen people, not counting the city tower and the defense on both sides of the queue, can be regarded as strict, Xu is Shengjing City's arrest documents sent to Fengyang.

Lu Yixuan took a deep breath and wiped a handful of her face indiscriminately, the dust faded the starlight in her eyes, and the little girl took the reins of the horse and pretended to relax and lowered her head to blend into the city.

"Stop." On the side of the voice was a man in black armor and a golden helmet, a young man with strong blood, holding a dragon sword in his hand, it didn't look like an ordinary soldier Xu was the squad leader of these guards.

Lu Yixuan paused, the man stepped forward and glanced at her face with the moonlight, this little girl looked embarrassed, and the corners of her clothes and skirts were stained with a lot of dried blood, how suspicious to look at, especially if you get close to her, you can smell the faint smell of blood, a wound on her body may not have scabbed over and is bleeding.

"Where did this girl come from, and why did she enter Fengyang City?" The young man asked aloud as if on a routine basis.

"Shengjing City is coming," Lu Yixuan's voice was a little hoarse, caused by sleeping in the open air, and those who practiced martial arts could know that she had suffered a lot and didn't care about resting her feet, "Go to the city to find the old man." ”

The captain of the squad paced suspiciously, and suddenly, Lu Yixuan's white horse let out a small cat whisper, as if he had just woken up from a nap, and the black cat shook its fur and blinked.

The young garrison captain was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he hurriedly waved his hand: "Let go." He doesn't need to interrogate him anymore, Lu Yixuan doesn't recognize it, but this black cat is known to everyone in Fengyang City, the little pet in the mansion of the prince of Fengyang, then this girl can accompany it with him must be a great character, and the team leader will understand it when he thinks about it.

How dare you stop the visitors from the palace.

Although Lu Yixuan was inexplicable, he hurriedly signaled to the captain of the team, and wanted to whip him across the horse, but he stepped on the chaotic footsteps behind him.

"Wait!"

It was an old man dressed in the official mansion, five out of forty who were not smiling but full of energy, he raised his sleeves and waved, and the government officials behind him had rushed to the city gate to stop Lu Yixuan.

"Lord Yin, I haven't returned home so late, and I've worked hard for the people." The squad leader seemed to have noticed the abnormality, and hurriedly stepped forward to block Lord Yin's sight.

Yin He is the prefect who encompasses the three surrounding cities in this Fengyang area.

Lord Yin didn't smile, and said in an official tone: "No way, it's not that I'm afraid that you will be too tired, this official specially brought the officials, Shengjing City requires strict investigation, my old bones don't dare to slack off," Lord Yin said clearly, they received the wanted document and were told that the criminal was likely to come to Fengyang City, "This girl is very raw and doesn't see the caravan with her, Captain Luo, you don't want to be easily fooled by some people," he said, "Come on, take the picture scroll, let's rather be in vain." ”

After all, none of them had ever seen what the general of Zhengxi looked like, and they could only distinguish it by the portrait sent by Sheng Jing.

Several officials have stopped in front of Lu Yixing's horse and spread out the picture scroll, taking advantage of the moonlight to see how similar the face of the silent girl on the horseback is, Lu Yixuan's heart is beating like a beat, her hand has already clenched the wooden sword on the side of the horse, she is breaking branches and polishing in the mountains and forests, if she can't escape the capture of the prefect, she doesn't want to be a prisoner.

The moonlight was hazy and passed the light and shadow, and Lu Yixuan pushed the sword two inches——

"The little prince ordered us to guard the city, not to catch any important offenses, in order to prevent some small people from taking advantage of the opportunity to disturb the peace and contentment of the people of Fengyang." Squad Leader Luo snatched the voice first, snatched the portrait and sneered and tore it to pieces, "A little girl can still turn Dayan upside down, Lord Yin, do you also believe in that set of nonsense in Shengjing City?" ”

What is the general Zhengxi who committed a crime in the public school, and the people are loyal to the country and the people, but now they have all become ill-intentioned, as a military general, Captain Luo definitely can't look at it.

Seeing that the only remaining picture scroll was shattered, Lord Yin was furious and said, "You are crazy with the surname Luo?!" "Fengyang City is indeed the world of Feng Ming's evil, and the soldiers under him are also living as wanton as him," This is a document portrait issued by the six departments of the imperial court to arrest Lu Yixuan of the Wei State Mansion, in black and white, if Gai Ming'er catches a thief in Fengyang City, aren't you afraid of losing your head! ”

Captain Luo smiled, raised his hand and slapped on the white horse's ass* stock, and the horse rushed towards the city with the girl, and he had already turned sideways to block the official who wanted to catch up, "Lord Yin, in Fengyang City, there is no offense." "This is a notice and a warning, the person who enters the city is the guest of the little prince - the person who has been involved with Feng Ming's evil, you actually said that she is a sinner, it is better to think about it first.

Yin He blew his beard, stared at the tip of his nose and choked on the ball, and couldn't say a word.

Captain Luo also patted him on the shoulder like a righteous brother: "This is Fengyang, not Shengjing." "A person who can do whatever he wants is Feng Mingxi, not the Ninety-Five.

One of the two of them looked at each other angrily, and the other laughed and laughed, and there was even a sense of tension between the two armies.

The first thing Lu Yixin did when he crossed the market was to enter the Fengyang Palace, the palace was not difficult to find, the largest street and the largest alley, Feng Xiao Wang Ye has always liked to swagger through the city and never chose a secluded location, oh, where is the most lively, the end of the street must be the location of the palace.

Lu Yixuan gently covered the stinging pain in the crook of her arm, she knew that the wound was torn open and the small scab was oozing blood, and the horse was kicking and tapping restlessly as she was in her mood now, and when she saw the words "Fengyang Palace" in that month, she had mixed feelings, as if there was a pungent sourness that suddenly sprung up, she had grievances and grievances, and she came to Fengyang City all the way to Fengyang City with a thousand catties of heavy responsibility, just because, the only man in the world who has the ability to turn the tide and calm the turmoil is here.

The noise outside the wall was no different from Sheng Jing, she didn't feel strange but had a familiar sense of suffocation, and the pain all the way didn't make Lu Yixing's eyes red, but now she couldn't help it, she couldn't wait to see that man, and threw herself into his arms to cry loudly.

Right or wrong.

Wiping her sleeves and taking a light breath, Lu Yixuan was about to hit the horse but heard the red lacquer gold ring door "creak" open, she subconsciously hid her figure in the dark place in the corner, only to see an old man walking like a fly in the house, wearing a cloth skirt and a white beard, looking ninety years old, but with a red face and even the waist bar was straight, he patted the dust on his shirt and did not look back, and walked away along the alley.

The lights in the alley were dimmer and gradually moved away from the hustle and bustle, Lu Yixuan made a ghost to secretly follow the old man, he walked leisurely and looked comfortable, walking through the streets and alleys is extremely familiar with these criss-crossing paths.

Lu Yixuan is not a person who doesn't know what to do, but at the moment when the Golden Ring Gate was opened, the night wind blew in her face, and she smelled a trace of fishy smell from the fragrance of spring flowers, not her own, but from the old man.