Song Jiayao took the IOU with a smile, and it was refreshing to talk about cooperation with the God of Wealth.

Wang Wu felt that he wanted to die, didn't the master of their family know that this money was hard to earn? Just spent 100 gold for such a painting that he couldn't see any use for when he looked horizontally and vertically, is it worth it!!

And this gold is not as easy as silver, if it continues like this, the master will sooner or later destroy Guangshantang!!

"Shopkeeper, I will roll this picture well for my son." Song Jiayao smiled, but unfortunately the smile on her face only lasted for a moment, and it was difficult to maintain it anymore.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Qing'er said anxiously and trotted to Song Jiayao.

"Do you have something in your silver ticket?" Zhang San directly drew his sword and aimed the tip of the sword at Yuan Yishu's neck.

"Bold, can our master be so desecrated by you?" Wang Wu also drew his sword and aimed it at Zhang San's neck.

In just a moment, the atmosphere in this store instantly became strange, and the shopkeeper who had just wrapped this precious scroll was looking at them with a puzzled face.

Didn't we just have a nice conversation? Why is it tense in an instant?

"Zhang San, put down your sword." Song Jiayao said weakly, her face was covered with sweat like beans at the moment, and even her back was soaked at the moment.

"Jia Yao, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Yishu was worried, and wanted to step forward to take a look, but was blocked by Zhang San with a sword again.

"Rude people!!" Wang Wu said in disgust, his master, in terms of identity, is not lower than Nangong Jin at all, how can this dog raised by Ping'an Hou have a bigger temper than him!!

"Zhang San, it's not about Yuan Yishu, I don't know what's going on, I suddenly have angina." Song Jiayao's face turned pale and said, somehow, she always felt that something bad had happened.

Zhang San then put the sword back into the scabbard, ignoring the difference between men and women, grabbed Song Jiayao's wrist and listened.

"Miss, why is your breath so chaotic?" Zhang San asked.

Song Jiayao shook her head and asked her, she didn't know why her breath was chaotic and caused angina, could it be that she had been too idle recently? Causes angina pectoris due to blood pain, qi deficiency, etc.?

After gradually relieving her breath, Song Jiayao slowly stood up with Qing'er's support, owed to Yuan Yishu, and said weakly: "I'm sorry, my people are impulsive." ”

"Why don't you go back to Guangshantang with me, and I'll let Dr. Sun take the pulse for you?" Yuan Yishu kindly proposed, after all, it was too abnormal for Song Jiayao to suddenly do this.

"No need, it may be caused by too many things in the house recently, and improper rest." Song Jiayao smiled.

The shopkeeper handed over the famous painting in a box to Yuan Yishu, and after Yuan Yishu saw that Song Jiayao's face gradually improved, he felt that she should not have much of a problem, so he said goodbye to her and left.

After Yuan Yishu left, Song Jiayao sat down on the chair, although she would no longer be out of breath, the tingling pain in her heart had not stopped until now.

"Zhang San, you said that your master hasn't sent a letter back for two or three days, can you send someone to inquire about his situation, I always feel that something happened to them." Song Jiayao said with a pale face, she believed in her own induction, because her induction never missed!!

"Yes, but Miss Zheng Dai is good at inquiring about intelligence, so let's go and entrust her now." Zhang San proposed.

Zheng Dai received the news earlier than Zhang San, but the members of the Dark Ruling who were repeatedly sent to help were wiped out by an inexplicable force, causing her to get the news intermittently.

The information received today only mentions that they were drugged in the post station on the official road, and even set fire to the post station, and in the end, Lin An took the princess to hide in the forest, but he didn't expect to meet the wolf king and the wolves.

As for the results of the battle, there was no mention of it, because there was blood on the note, and the person who sent her the message must have been in danger there.

Hou Ye and they are definitely in trouble, this princess of the Plains Country is really a troublesome physique, which makes Hou Ye and Song Anguo almost three or four times in danger.

"Xiao Tao, help me bring a message to the master of the altar, and ask him to quickly send someone to help Hou Ye and General Song." Zheng Dai ordered.

She is just a singer, and she can't enter the palace at all, otherwise she has to report to the current saint about the Hou Ye, hoping that the saint will send someone to the official road to assist the Hou Ye and them, or eliminate the spies of other countries on the official road, otherwise the Hou Ye and they will be exhausted and die sooner or later by this endless pursuit.

The maid waiting for Zheng Dai bowed slightly to her, and then turned to leave here.

At this time, Zheng Dai heard the whistle outside the window that belonged to the inside of their dark rule.

Zheng Dai looked out the window and saw Song Jiayao who looked panicked, Qing'er who looked anxious and worried, and Zhang San who was in the clouds.

"Come on, the two women and a man from outside brought them to my room." Zheng Dai ordered, in this Luohong Pavilion, her order is absolute, she can see whoever she wants, she can't see anyone she doesn't want to see, and even the bustard has no right to interfere.

Not long after, Song Jiayao and the three of them were taken to the elegant residence where Zheng Dai lived, and the makeup in the room was very elegant, but it was a pity that there was no such leisure and elegance to appreciate now.

"Miss Song, long time no see." Zheng Dai smiled and led them to their seats one by one.

"Sister Zheng Dai, do you have any news from Nangong?" Song Jiayao couldn't sit down at the moment, she just wanted to know the news of Nangong Jin as soon as possible, and let the faint pain in her heart stop.

"Miss Song, sit down first, why do you ask that?" Zheng Dai said calmly, and at this moment she was hesitant to inform her of the news she had just received.

"I originally talked about business with Yuan Yishu again, but as soon as the negotiation was completed, my heart stabbed non-stop, and I felt that something had happened to Nangong." Song Jiayao said anxiously, and involuntarily grabbed Zheng Dai's little hand, and even cut the skin on Zheng Dai's hands.

"Hiss......" Zheng Dai gasped, she didn't expect Song Jiayao, who seemed strong on the outside but was so fragile on the inside, to be so lethal when she was nervous, fortunately it was not her face that was grabbing, otherwise she would definitely break her face.

"Could it be that you are too tired, thinking about it day and dreaming at night?" Zheng Dai comforted, but her eyes were dodging at the moment, and she didn't dare to look at Song Jiayao.

Because even she sensed that something was wrong in the words of the letter, she only hoped that the members of the Dark Ruling sent out could support them in time and not be secretly disposed of again.

"Sister Zheng Dai, you say, I can bear it." Song Jiayao said firmly, if she doesn't get news about Nangong Jin from her today, she is only afraid that she will have a tea and dinner when she returns home.

Zheng Dai looked at Song Jiayao very embarrassed, and then looked at Zhang San as if asking for help, hoping that he could help persuade Song Jiayao.

"Zheng Dai, just say it." Zhang San said helplessly, he was afraid that if Zheng Dai didn't say it, Song Jiayao would become more and more cranky.

"Please, Miss Zheng Dai." Qing'er fell to her knees and pleaded.

"The day before yesterday, Miss woke up from a nightmare, saying that she dreamed that General Song was buried in the fire, and later wore a thin dress and went to the ancestral hall to pray for him." Qing'er said euphemistically.

"Hey......" Zheng Dai sighed, Qing'er said this, she must be afraid that Song Jiayao would repeat what she had done before, but inform her that maybe Song Jiayao had a way to enter the palace to meet the saint, inform Zhao Yue of the situation Nangong Jin and the others encountered, and let him send troops to eliminate these spies.

"See for yourselves." Zheng Dai handed Song Jiayao the note that she was about to burn directly from her sleeve, hoping that she would be able to bear it after reading it.

"It smells of blood...... The person who delivered the message is dead!! Zhang San affirmed.

"Drugged, burned, wolves ......" After Song Jiayao finished reading, her eyes murmured blankly, and then the whole person seemed to lose strength and lay on the ground.

"How can this be, isn't it just to escort the princess? Even if the monarch of the Plains Country secretly kills him, he won't let my casualties take care of it, not to mention that there are people from the force he founded secretly following!! Song Jiayao said to Zheng Dai, as if she had completely lost her mind.

Zheng Dai sighed weakly, knowing that letting Song Jiayao see it would make her collapse, but she didn't expect it to collapse so much.

"Master Hou and they are taking the official road, but the official road does not know when, so many ambushes have been set up, I sent several groups of people to help Lord Hou and them, but I didn't expect them to be solved."

"Master Hou, they are even more uncertain about their life and death." Zheng Dai said helplessly.

"Miss Song, I'm also worried about Lord Hou and your brother, but now is not the point of self-chaos, if possible, the people hope that you can enter the palace to meet the Holy Lord, and beg him to send troops to clean up these remnants." Zheng Dai proposed that the current situation could not be reversed by the power in her hands alone.

After all, the power of Hou Ye can't be blatantly put on the table, otherwise someone will definitely attack it, and then the saint is afraid that he will be in a dilemma.

And that's the official way, what's faster than sending troops to rescue today? They don't have any restrictions.

That's right......

She's going to calm down now.

Nangong Jin is so powerful, things shouldn't be the worst, what she has to do now is to hurry up and move the rescuers, so that the two of them can get out of danger.

"Okay, leave the matter of entering the palace to me." Song Jiayao took a deep breath and said calmly.

Zhang San breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Song Jiayao would collapse like an ordinary woman, but it seemed that their future Mrs. Hou was strong enough.

"Zhang San, let's go, let's enter the palace now." Song Jiayao said firmly.

"Miss, it's already afternoon, and the Holy Lords are usually dealing with official business, and they won't meet anyone in private." Zhang San reminded, except for their Hou Ye, of course.

Song Jiayao held her chin and began to think, the matter between Nangong Jin and Song Anguo was urgent, and it was impossible for her to delay until tomorrow to report to Zhao Yue.

And the only one who can help her at this juncture is none other than Song Jiarou, it's just ......

Will Zhao Yue blame Yu Jiarou?

Song Jiayao shook her head violently, she couldn't think about it so much now, she believed that once Song Jiarou knew that Nangong Jin was in danger, she would definitely not stand idly by.