Feng Qingfang pulled out the dagger under the pillow and told himself that if Mu Beituo, a pervert, dared to touch her, he would be killed with one sword.

The man walked to Qingtao's bed first, stayed for a while, and then turned to this side.

The palms of his hands were already sweating due to nervousness, and Feng gritted his teeth and stabbed the dagger out.

The other party dodged sideways and reached out to cover her mouth.

Soon a familiar voice came to my ears: "Frivolous, it's me!" ”

"Jiang Mingche?" Feng Qingfang was surprised, hurriedly put away the dagger, lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'll pick you up." Jiang Mingche said, his tone mixed with a hint of joy, "Qingtao has been knocked out by me, and she will wake up in a few hours, don't worry, let's go." ”

"Leaving now?" Feng Qing was stunned, "The person has been rescued?" ”

Jiang Mingche, who was in the dark, paused and replied, "Early tomorrow morning, someone will take them out of the city, you and I just need to wait at the City God Temple at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Although Feng Qingyan didn't know what arrangements he made, he was very relieved to hear that he seemed to be confident.

So he got up and got dressed, took out his bag and put it on his shoulder, walked to Qingtao's bedside, and said softly: "Qingtao, I'm leaving, you have to cherish it." ”

The two of them left the meditation room and quietly left Qinglu Temple.

Because he had to run away, it was not suitable to take a carriage, so Jiang Mingche prepared two horses.

Feng Qingmad had learned to ride a horse before, but she was not very proficient, and besides, it was night, and it was dark everywhere, and the horses were not as docile as they were in the paddock that day, so she was a little stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned to Jiang Mingche and said, "That, I don't know how to ride a horse......

Jiang Mingche raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face was happy.

"Then take a ride with me, okay?"

His voice was very gentle, and Feng Qing felt warm in his heart after listening to it, and his mood was also extremely happy.

"Okay."

After Jiang Mingche turned over and got on the horse, he stretched out his hand to take Feng Qingfang with him, protected him in his arms, and whipped away from the dust and went down the mountain.

The wind at night was cooler than usual, Feng Qingyan felt a little cold, and couldn't help but lean behind him, Jiang Mingche's chest was very warm, and it soon warmed up.

Speaking of which, when they fled the capital this time, they felt like they had eloped.

For some reason, Feng Qingyan felt faintly uneasy.

It's probably the first time I've given my trust to a man I've known for less than two months, so I'm always worried, right?

Jiang Mingche saw the person in his arms leaning over, and knew that she was cold, so he immediately stopped his horse and took off his cloak to cover her.

"What about you?" Feng turned his head and asked him lightly.

"I'm not cold."

Her hair swept across her chin, bursting with fragrance, Jiang Mingche couldn't help but gently hook her lips and protect her tighter.

After about an hour, the two finally arrived at the foot of the mountain and entered the Temple of the City God by the roadside.

After eating this wind for a long time, Feng Qingfang didn't feel sleepy anymore, but thinking that there were still big things to do after dawn, he still found a corner ordered by his uncle and rested against the wall.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already poking out half of my head from the opposite mountain.

Jiang Mingche stood in front of the door with a long sword in his hand, looking forward to the direction of the official road, and the gloom between his eyebrows was full of gloom.

Feng Qing rubbed his eyes wildly and walked over, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mu Beituo is not in the capital, the guards of the heavenly prison are lax, and your subordinates have rescued people much more smoothly, and now I must have brought your father and mother and Miss Lou Yue here, don't worry too much." ”

"I hope so." Jiang Mingche looked down at Feng Qingfang, and a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

After waiting for nearly a stick of incense, finally the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, Feng Qing hurriedly ran out to look, only to see the dust on the official road, and a group of people galloped wildly.

The person who took the head was dressed in a blue shirt, and he was still far away, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but Feng looked at his figure lightly, and he always felt a little familiar.

When the man's attack was approaching, Feng Qingfang suddenly changed color.

"It's not good, it's Mu Liancheng! Come on! ”

grabbed Jiang Mingche and turned his head to run, but he was stunned and didn't move.

"That's what I'm waiting for."

Jiang Mingche's words drifted into his ears, Feng looked back at him lightly, and let go of his hand.

What does this mean?

She's so confused.

Thinking about it, Mu Liancheng had already dismounted, took two steps forward with a horsewhip in his hand, and looked Feng Qingfang up and down with an anxious expression.

"Frivolous, are you alright?"

Feng Qingfang's face was clouded, why did Mu Liancheng ask like this?

The next moment, Mu Liancheng said another sentence that made her even more confused: "Jiang Mingche, the person you want has already been brought to the palace, so let it go lightly!" ”

Jiang Mingche grabbed Feng's frantic wrist and said coldly, "I want to see my father and the others first." ”

Mu Liancheng waved his hand, and a few people from Dayou and Eryou walked forward with three people.

It was Jiang Jing, the owner of the Sanssouci Gate, as well as Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Louyue.

Mu Liancheng asked people to untie and let them go.

"Dad, mother!"

"Che'er!"

The family reunion is very happy.

"Hey, gently, why are you there?"

Jiang Louyue walked to Feng Qingmad's side and asked suspiciously, but Feng Qingmad was stunned.

"It's time to take it easy, right?" Mu Liancheng didn't have the heart to watch the scene of their family reunion, and his whole heart was on Feng Qingfang.

Jiang Mingche pulled Feng Qingfang behind him.

"I'm sorry, I can't go back with you, she has already promised to leave the capital with me."

"You...... Jiang Mingche, do you dare to go back on your word? Mu Liancheng was furious, "Since that's the case, then don't blame the subordinates of this palace for being ruthless!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a swishing sound could be heard all around, and more than a dozen black-clothed people rushed out of the forest and protected Jiang Mingche and the others.

It was Jiang Mingche's subordinates who had been ambushed in the surrounding area in advance.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, if you care about it, you will be chaotic, and you will fall for me, I can't help it." Jiang Mingche was a little proud.

Mu Liancheng clenched his fists, his expression was cold, and the cold on his body was heavier than the snow in winter.

"Leave Feng lightly!"

Jiang Mingche said with a gloomy face: "Now that there is a huge disparity in strength, does Your Highness still want to do it?" ”

Killing intent has flashed in his eyes, but anyone who wants to rob him lightly, even the prince will have to die!

Jiang Louyue hurriedly pleaded: "Brother, don't hurt him!" Anyway, my father and I were rescued by him, don't. ”

Knowing that his sister was in love with Mu Liancheng, Jiang Mingche couldn't bear to hurt her heart, so he dispelled the idea of killing.

"Okay, let's go!"

However, before he could take a step, his hand was smashed open.

"Frivolous?"

"You lied to me!"

Feng Qing glared at Jiang Mingche wildly, tears rolling in her eyes, she prides herself on being shrewd and intelligent, she can see through everything, but she didn't expect Jiang Mingche to be deceived so thoroughly today.

It's ridiculous!

Jiang Mingche was at a loss for a moment, hurriedly grabbed her hand, and explained urgently: "Frivolous ......"

"Slap~" There was a crisp sound, Feng slapped it lightly, and a red palm mark immediately appeared on Jiang Ming's fair face.

"Jiang Mingche, you bastard!"

"What are you doing to hit me?" Mrs. Jiang loved her son and wanted to come forward to protect her, but Jiang Mingche hurriedly stopped her, "Mother, it's my fault, it's not her fault." ”

"Frivolous, things are not what you think, I ......"

Feng took two steps back and didn't let him get close to him.

"Isn't it?"

"Didn't you trick me into luring Mu Beituo away, and on the other hand, secretly use me to threaten the prince and force him to go to the heavenly prison to rob the prisoner?"

"You've calculated it from the beginning, and you've actually set up this game a long time ago, haven't you?"

"I ......" Jiang Mingche wanted to say no, but the truth made him really unable to speak.

As Feng Qingyan said, today's event was planned by him early in the morning.

The sky is heavy, the guards are heavy, and Mu Beituo is a cautious and suspicious person, with only these people under Jiang Mingche, it is difficult to successfully rescue and get out safely.

Therefore, if you want to rescue your family with the least damage on your side, the first step is to lure Mu Beituo away first.

The second step is to borrow someone else's hand to rob the prisoner, and only sit back and enjoy the results.

Jiang Mingche knew very well that the only person who could fool Mu Beituo and Mu Liancheng at the same time was Feng Qingmad.

Therefore, he chose to conceal the truth and guided Feng Qingfang to offer help.

"Frivolous, I'm doing this for a hard time."

At this moment, Feng Qingfang only felt like a fool, and he had never been so frustrated in his life.

What it was like to be betrayed by the person she trusted the most, she finally tasted it.

"I don't care what your troubles are, you shouldn't take advantage of me, two people want to come together, the most important thing is trust, and you threw it away from the beginning."

Jiang Mingche hurriedly admitted his mistake: "Yes, I was wrong, frivolous, you forgive me this time, I won't dare to do it again in the future, let's get out of here first, okay?" ”

It won't be long before the pursuers of the capital will arrive, and the most important thing at the moment is to leave the capital, and not to delay here.

Feng Qingfang gradually calmed down, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

So far, why do you think she is still willing to go with him?

"From now on, you take your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, and you and I have nothing to do with each other."

"What?" Jiang Mingche expected to annoy Feng Qingfang, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so big.

Hearing her cold tone and indifferent expression, his heart suddenly tightened.

"Frivolous, don't say stupid things, didn't we make an appointment to go together and never be separated in the future? How do you ......"

Jiang Mingche stretched out his hand to hold Feng's frantic hand, but she dodged sideways and got out of the air.

"Blame me for having no eyes and not being ladylike when I meet people, and those words are all gone."

These words were like sharp arrows, sticking into Jiang Mingche's heart fiercely, causing pain.

Jiang Louyue saw that her brother was reluctant to leave Feng Qing, and knew that he was deeply rooted in love, and it was impossible to leave her alone, so she hurried over to persuade her.

"Gently, if you have any anger to be sprinkled later, we have to go."

"Let's go," Feng Qing squeezed out a pale smile at her, "Let's leave it at that." ”

After saying that, he didn't look at Jiang Mingche, turned his head and was about to leave.

"Don't go!" Jiang Mingche roared in shock, and forcibly pulled Feng Qingfang, "I will never allow you to go!" ”

There is an irresistible domineering in the words.

In front of Feng Qingfang, Jiang Mingche has always spoken softly, and this is the first time he has used this tone.

He was really in a hurry.

Feng Qing threw his hand several times, but he couldn't break it, and he was angry again.

"Let go of me!"

"Come with me."

"Let go!"

Jiang Mingche was anxious, and helpless, his inky sword eyebrows furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Be frivolous, don't force me." ”