"Song Anguo, I want to go with you."

Yuan Shengping saw Song Anguo's opening is this sentence, and even Song Jiayao next to him raised his eyebrows after hearing this, looking at the gentle and edible woman in front of him.

"Her Royal Highness the princess has a noble status, this kind of thing is not good to go with us, please think twice about it."

Song Jiayao replied disapprovingly.

Song Anguo also nodded in agreement and looked at the stubborn little woman in front of him.

"Princess, the emperor will not agree."

Song Anguo's attitude was as cold as ever, and Yuan Shengping thought that because of his honesty last time, the man in front of him might change himself a little.

Yuan Shengping nodded slightly in disappointment.

Song Jiarou, who was far away in the East Palace, was having lunch, and the maids around her also hurriedly reported the matter.

The emperor's order came in a hurry, and Song Jiayao and Song Anguo quickly packed up and took advantage of the fact that it was still dark to take a boat to the ferry to Jiangnan.

Jiangnan is only about two days away from the capital, it is not fast to say fast, and it is not fast to say slow, except that when Song Jiayao stood alone on the bow of the boat, Song Anguo felt that her heart had already flown to Jiangnan.

The scenery along the way is beautiful, and the weather is slightly cooler if you don't get to Jiangnan overnight.

Song Jiayao and Song Anguo arrived in Jiangnan on the evening of the third day, because of the emperor's will, the county order of Jiangnan secretly sent someone to receive Song Anguo.

And when Song Jiayao was rejoicing in feeling Jiangnan, she didn't know that Nangong Jin had returned to the capital at the same time.

Pingding Hou's Mansion, a black figure flashed in through the back door.

"Who's there?" The butler carried a lamp, which shone on his old face and rickety body, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

"Come out! Ping'an Hou Mansion, you can't be presumptuous! ”

The housekeeper thought it was a thief who didn't want to die, but he was surprised when he saw Nangong Jin coming out from behind the rockery stones.

"Wang ...... Rajah! ”

Nangong Jin was dressed in a coarse linen robe, but she couldn't hide her extraordinarily handsome face, and the housekeeper suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Lord Wang!"

"Go back to your room."

Nangong Jin's face remained unchanged, and the two of them quietly returned to Nangong Jin's study, and the housekeeper was also a person with vision, so he didn't make a big splash immediately.

"Lord Wang, these days when you are not there, you have made Miss Song anxious." The housekeeper talked bitterly about what happened after Nangong Jin fell off the cliff.

Nangong Jin nodded, and when she heard that Song Jiayao was looking for her, her heart trembled fiercely.

"How is Jia Yao?"

The housekeeper nodded and saw Nangong Jin get up with such a big reaction, and he was also relieved that Song Jiayao had done something worthwhile.

"Miss Song is safe and sound." Which princess would do such a desperate thing, the prince's vision is really right.

"Miss Song has been waiting in the capital for you to come back since that incident, now it's okay, you can be regarded as coming back, but it's ......"

"How?" Nangong Jin spoke up.

A trace of worry crossed the housekeeper's face, and after glancing at Nangong Jin, he hesitated for a while, and finally said with some stumbling.

"Two days ago, the Song envoy was sent to Jiangnan to look for the prince, and Miss Song may have gone with the envoy......"

"What!"

Shangguan Jingjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking at the old housekeeper on the ground, his eyes crossed with thoughts, and the room was quiet for a while, and even the sound of an embroidery needle falling on the ground could be heard.

A trace of cold sweat dripped from the old housekeeper's forehead, the prince's aura was too strong, especially when it was cold, the whole room was like a layer of frost.

"Tell Shangguan Jingben that the king is fine, don't make a noise about the others first, and now immediately prepare to go to Jiangnan."

Nangong Jin's face was cold, the abyss in his eyes was solemn, and his thin lips were pursed lightly.

"Wang, the prince is injured and is really not suitable to work."

The old butler was loyal, and his old face was full of worry.

The subordinates of the Hou Mansion were all personally checked by Nangong Jin early in the morning, and the early batch would not be changed much, although Nangong Jin was sad, it was precisely because he knew the hearts of the people that no one dared to betray the Hou Mansion.

Nangong Jin shook his head, and the housekeeper hurriedly bowed his head and agreed, knowing that the matter called by the prince could not be changed, so he immediately went into the warehouse.

"Steward, steward!"

"Hey, master housekeeper, are you looking for a small one?" A fat man came out from behind the storeroom, his face was shiny, and he had an oil cake in his hand.

"Alas, bunny, you? Why are you eating again! The butler gritted his back molars with hatred.

"You hurry up and prepare some coils, the prince is going out, by the way, add more gold sore medicine."

"What, the prince is back?" The oil cake in the fat man's hand almost fell to the ground.

"Our prince didn't fall off the cliff......"

"Hey, ancestor, hurry up, the prince is in a hurry to use it!" The housekeeper panted and pushed the fat man into the warehouse, and the fat man scratched his head with his meaty hands, hey the prince is back.

The fat man hurriedly packed a bag of trays with fine softness, and hurriedly walked out again.

"Master Butler, that's enough."

The fat man stuffed the burden into the butler's arms.

"Okay, you eat yours, put your mouth tighter for me, if you say it, you will be deducted for the month, sweep the floor and go out!"

"Oops!"

It is late autumn in the south of the Yangtze River, and the cold wind around the lake is sorrowful, and the meaning of depression is Shanshan.

Song Jiayao and Song Anguo arrived at the post station, and the emperor remembered to ask the county order to dispatch people, Song Anguo held the token in his hand, and said in front of the people kneeling around.

"Now Your Majesty is worried about pacifying the Hou Ye, and he is heartbroken, so he came to look for the Hou Ye, and he wants to see the dead and the corpse. The emperor's mandate is the mandate of heaven, and this is the mission of the master, you should go to the place where the Hou Ye fell off the cliff as soon as possible and investigate. ”

"Yes, sir."

Dozens of people kneeling on the ground and wearing night clothes immediately rushed to the place where Hou Ye disappeared overnight.

"Brother, it's so late for the long journey, take a short rest first, and it's not too late to order them to go tomorrow."

Song Jiayao looked at a large number of people who were far away, and looked at Song Anguo with a slight frown.

"Nangong Jin, these things can't be delayed for a moment." It's not just about the safety of the country, it's also about the happiness of my sister.

Song Jiayao's eyes were full of golden light, nodded, and sighed softly.

"Alright, it's late, go to sleep."

Song Jiayao nodded and walked into the room.

The post station usually receives these big officials, the room is also enough, the furnishings are also extremely exquisite, the lacquered wood is carved, the bamboo screen is erected, but the window is half a person.

Outside the window, Song Jiayao stood outside the window, her expression was very different from that of the day, and her eyes flashed with fragile thoughts at this time.

The candles in the room were not burning, and the faint moonlight shone in through the window of half a person, and Song Jiayao's face was mostly obscured, and she couldn't see clearly.

Nangong Jin...... You must give me a life. ”

After a long time, there was only a vague voice in the quiet room, and it was impossible to tell whether it was to say it to himself or to someone.

Song Anguo's room is next to Song Jiayao, for the safety of his sister and he can arrive in time.

Song Anguo hadn't fallen asleep yet, the lights were on, the windows were halfway open, a cool breeze slowly broke in, and the candles on the table swayed slightly.

Song Anguo turned his wrist, and his hand holding the brush was slightly sore, and Song Anguo had to complain in his heart that it was really a torturous thing to come here to write.

Thin lips open slightly.

"Your Excellency, I've been here for so long, it's not comfortable to stand on the beams, if it falls, I'm not responsible for collecting the body."

Song Anguo glanced at the beam of the house with his spare eyes, where was a touch of black hidden, if it wasn't for a closer look, he really couldn't see it, Song Anguo continued to write quietly.

"Huh."

A sneer, mixed with countless coolness and three points of laughter.

Hearing the voice, Song Anguo got up instantly and looked at Liang Shang, not that he was too sensitive, but that this voice was exceptionally familiar, if he remembered correctly, it was the man who was covered in black with Gu.

Really.

The black shadow on the beam jumped down, and the long hair like ink was scattered behind the ears, and a face that was difficult to distinguish between male and female was rippling with the disaster of the country and the people.

"It's you, Gu King."

Song Anguo's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled together instantly, a trace of danger flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously glanced at the room next to him.

Evil Heaven naturally noticed his movements, glanced at the side blatantly, and said with a smile.

"Sister Ling in the side room is very cute, like you."

Song Anguo suddenly had a-eating expression.

"Gu King, you speak well, you came here without sleep at night, you came to take my life?"

Of course, Song Anguo will not forget that he and Yuan Shengping took all their strength to escape from him, saying that it was light, it was really terrifying at the time, and Song Anguo felt that he was really going to die.

I didn't expect this to be chased here.

With his hands clenched in vain, Song Anguo looked at the evil sky, thinking in his heart how to inform Song Jiayao, the two of them were really too big to escape.

The guards probably couldn't hold back the evil-looking man in front of them.

For the sake of today, you can only outwit.

"Song ...... Brother, how can you say that? Evil Heaven felt that this title was good, and for a moment his heart seemed to be filled with something, the eyes that appeared in the dream and the person in front of him.

At this moment, it seems to be lifelike, and the heart beats faster.

Song Anguo pursed his lips and didn't care about the disgusting name, and the thought of his life being pinched in the hands of the person in front of him made it uncomfortable.

"What is your purpose, if you come to seek revenge, you will find me Song Anguo alone, and it has nothing to do with my sister."

"Oh, Brother Song values the relationship between brother and sister, good, good, but I didn't come to Brother Song for this matter, I just felt that Brother Song was clever and lovely, and he really wanted to make friends."

Evil Heaven This person seems to be evil but not evil, because of the relationship between Gu, and with a little ghostly, if you want Song Anguo to describe it, it is a fight with the legendary ghosts.

This is very true.

But...... Who would be friends with the Gu King who almost took his own life and had bad intentions and Longyang's good Gu King, wow!

Song Anguo seemed to have eaten bitter melon, his face was extremely ugly, and he was not prepared to give the evil sky a good face, and he was outwitted even if he did it, this person was simply wrong.

"Your Excellency Gu King, if you hadn't forgotten to take your medicine, if you really said this, it would be like a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to a chicken, which really makes the villain panic."

Evil Tian smiled in his eyes, anyway, he couldn't see where the people in front of him were "panicking".