A few days later, Meng Zhaoyan pondered the news coming out of the palace that the emperor sent the Taifu to teach Meng Lianfeng, which was already a disguised way to allow Meng Lianfeng to have his own activities, and he was only one step away from leaving the palace.

Meng Zhaoyan watched the Song Painting Temple privately discuss the matter of leaving the mansion every day, and he also broke off his mind of regret.

Because it's going out to play, the Kyoto Praetorian Guards can't move, at most they will bring a Zhou Zhun attendant or so, and the rest of the people will only be the secret guards.

Although the dark guards are all good at one in a hundred, the danger is still not low, and Meng Zhaoyan really has a bit of a headache.

When Song Huaci scooped him up from the bed early in the morning, his head hurt even more.

The Song Painting Temple freshened up early, woke Meng Zhaoyan up, and ran out after saying a word.

"I'll go see my sister, Meng Zhaoyan, don't be late when you get up!"

Meng Zhaoyan shook his head and sighed silently.

Song Qiaoshu woke up early, and it was rare to see the Song Painting Temple get up early and laugh at her a few times, making the Song Painting Temple red-faced and giving up.

The Song Painting Ancestral Hall took people to the Huiyan Pavilion, and Song Qiaoshu was jealous that there was a Meng Zhaoyan inside, and she couldn't move her steps for a long time, "Ancestral Hall, isn't it out of the house?" How did you come here? ”

Song Huaci glanced at her and said with a smile: "Meng Zhaoyan didn't worry about us, so he had to follow, so he let him follow, now go to him to meet!" ”

Song Qiaoshu's face changed slightly, forced a smile, and said, "If so, it's okay, ...... It's not going to be as ...... as last time."

"yes!" Song Huaci nodded, "Although I also think he is a little troublesome, but it is also safer, sister, you won't mind, right?" ”

Song Qiaoshu was stunned for a moment, "Of course not." ”

"That's good."

Meng Zhaoyan had already freshened up and dressed, and was waiting in front of the corridor with Xiyue behind him, and when he saw that someone had arrived, he saw that Song Qiaoshu's face did not change, as if he had forgotten the previous one.

"Changyun and Xiyue," Meng Zhaoyan pointed casually and said, "You two will stay in the mansion." ”

"Yes."

Meng Zhaoyan approached in a wheelchair, "The car is ready, let's go." ”

Song Huaci nodded, turned around and took Song Qiaoshu's arm and walked out of the door, Meng Zhaoyan pretended to cough, Song Huaci turned around and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan pointed to the right and said, "Partial door." ”

There are also carriages and horses at the main gate, but they are not prepared for them, and the large and small exits of the palace are set up at different times to attract the attention of people in the shadows, if Meng Lianfeng really gets the news and wants to make arrangements secretly, then at least he can disperse the forces.

And Meng Zhaoyan's real strength cannot be exposed now, and he can't resist him, which is also a way.

Song Huaci understood, nodded and changed directions, but the palace was huge, and she didn't know the direction at all. So the Song Painting Ancestral Hall deliberately slowed down and waited for Meng Zhaoyan to walk in front, Meng Zhaoyan laughed silently, the ancestral hall is so cute.

Zhou Zhun worked as a coachman, changed into a linen green coat, and looked a little honest, Song Huaci sent Song Qiaoshu to the carriage, and then went up, Meng Zhaoyan Finally, the wheelchair was stacked aside.

The carriage set off slowly, Song Huaci was no better than these two people, she didn't sit much, shaking her head upside down, it was really uncomfortable, fortunately, she had the foresight to prepare the medicine to relieve the faint, put it under her nose, and take two puffs to wake up.

Meng Zhaoyan knew that the Song Painting Temple was uncomfortable when he was in the carriage last time, and he deliberately ordered Zhou Zhun to slow down his travel, but at this moment, seeing that she was still not looking good, and seeing that she took the medicine out, he couldn't help asking, "What is this?" ”

Song Huaci closed his eyes and eased down, then opened his eyes and said: "It is an ointment I concocted, which has a strange aroma, which can relieve dizziness and relieve vomiting." ”

She smiled mischievously and held out her hand, "Want to try?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan also smiled, with inadvertent pampering in her eyes, and pushed her hand back, "No, this king is not uncomfortable." ”

Song Huaci nodded and withdrew his hand.

This scene fell a little dazzling in Song Qiaoshu's eyes, she couldn't interject, and she could see Meng Zhaoyan's natural tenderness for the Song Painting Temple, and a different color arose in her heart.

After driving all the way, but still not stopping, Meng Zhaoyan was suspicious and asked, "Where is the destination of this trip?" ”

Song Huaci originally closed his eyes and recuperated, but when he asked, he replied: "It's a hot spring house outside the city, I inquired about it, and it's a good place to go with open fields and beautiful scenery......

Out of town!

Meng Zhaoyan was shocked, and hurriedly opened the curtain and said to Zhou Zhun: "Stop!" ”

Zhou Zhun tightened the reins, raised the horse's front hooves, and finally stopped, at this time it was not far from the city gate, and he heard Meng Zhaoyan say: "Turn around and go back to the city!" ”

Zhou Zhun didn't know in his heart, but he knew that this was not the time to ask more, so he immediately turned his horse and went back to the city.

Meng Zhaoyan put down the curtain, closed his eyes, his heart jumped suddenly, and asked Song Hua Ancestral Hall: "Who did you inquire about?" ”

Song Huaci blinked inexplicably, "The people in the house." ”

Meng Zhaoyan clenched his fist fiercely, sure enough, it is difficult to prevent thieves day and night, he made a foolproof plan, as long as the Song Painting Temple does not leave the city and does not leave his sphere of influence, nothing will happen.

But someone in the house led it out of the city, and he really couldn't prevent it!

Zhou Zhun was also stupid once, and he only thought that he had deployed it himself after listening to the order of the Song Painting Temple!

Meng Zhaoyan's face was ugly, and Song Huaci saw something on his eyebrows, and couldn't help asking, "What happened?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan didn't want her to worry after all, so he shook his head, "No ......"

Before the words were finished, a sound of horses sounded, the car stopped suddenly, and Meng Zhaoyan and the three of them didn't know what was happening outside in the car, and after listening to it for a while, the sound of fierce swords clashing sounded.

Zhou Zhun shouted outside: "Please stay in the carriage for the time being!" ”

Song Huaci immediately knew what was going on, and was a little flustered, but looking at Meng Zhaoyan's still unmoving appearance, he knew that maybe it wasn't so serious.

When Meng Zhaoyan heard Zhou Zhun say this, he had a plan in his heart, it seems that there are not many people who come this time, Zhou Zhun can deal with it with comfort, and he is not too worried.

Meng Zhaoyan raised his eyes and saw that the Song Painting Temple was staring at him, but he didn't panic, he smiled, and said, "Now that the enemy is attacking, the ancestral hall is not panicking?" ”

Song Huaci raised his eyebrows, "The prince has never panicked, it can be seen that the matter is not urgent, so why should I bother?" ”

The two glanced at each other and smiled tacitly.

Song Qiaoshu didn't have the bearing of Song Huaci, she was only worried about whether there would be danger, and seeing the two of them like this, the thorn in her heart couldn't help but move a little, and there was a burst of pain.

After a quarter of an hour, the sound outside gradually became lower, and it was a little farther away, probably because the thieves had retreated, Meng Zhai's eyes were a little relieved, and as soon as he closed his eyes and concentrated, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a sharp internal force was surging towards the three of them not far away, the other party was a master of internal force, and Meng Zhaoyan looked at the two people opposite him and had already subconsciously made a move.

He held the Song Painting Temple tightly in his arms, using his body as a shield, and the internal force at the same time erupted to resist the external force, and the carriage was scattered, and the wooden wall canopy was broken into pieces and flew in all directions.

Song Huaci didn't know what was going on, only looked up at Meng Zhaoyan's resolute face, looked back at his side, but saw Song Qiaoshu flying into the distance as if he had been pushed away by a strong force, with a painful expression.

Song Huaci's eyes widened, and he shouted loudly: "Sister! ”