Chapter Seventy-One: Escape from the Night Terror

Soon, Lang Xiaoyue sent the secret guard to send a thick silver ticket, and sent a lot of soft and fine silk, the silver ticket Murong Ranran accepted it, but returned the soft and silk to the dark guard, and asked him to tell Lang Xiaoyue that she was going to escape, not to go to the mountains and rivers.

At dusk, Xiao Tao and Murong Ranran simply used some food, and then planned to return to the helm of the Assassination Hall.

The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk, and dusk, of course, is beautiful, but it is too late to reverie, and it has become night.

The fall of night brought a cool breeze with a slight chill, and the street stalls were also closed home, and the whole street was empty, except for a few passers-by who occasionally passed by.

Lang Xiaoyue was dressed in a black suit, her face was covered with a black cloth, she hid in the darkness and came to Yixin Garden, jumped off the wall, and rushed straight to the house.

"Ready"? Lang Xiaoyue quickly flashed into the room and said in a low voice.

"Well", the answer, is simple.

In an instant, the wall turned into three shadows, and Murong Ranran and Xiao Tao changed into peasant women's clothes, followed closely behind Lang Xiaoyue, and circled between the pavilions and pavilions.

"There is an assassin .....", suddenly, the gazebo next to him let out a piercing scream, and Murong Tianran couldn't help but curse in his heart, damn it, how could it be her?

Lang Xiaoyue rushed over along the voice, quickly took off her mask, and whispered: "Stupid, it's me."

Only then did Murong Tianyan see the person who was coming, and looked at Lang Xiaoyue in fear, "Lord Wang, you.... What are you doing here"?

"What does this king do, do I still need to report to you"?

Murong Qianyan looked at Murong Qianran's position again, it was already empty, hiss, I obviously saw other figures just now, why did they disappear all of a sudden? Am I mistaken?

"Oh, no, no, it's just that the concubine misses the prince too much today, which leads to insomnia, so I asked Ying'er to accompany me out for a walk, but I suddenly saw a dark shadow flashing, so I ..... Then he shouted, concubine.... The concubine really doesn't know it's the prince", Murong Tianyan said with a look of self-reproach, and put on a coquettish posture from time to time.

"It's nothing, this king is gone", Lang Xiaoyue finished speaking, covered with a black cloth, and turned to leave.

Murong Qianyan hurriedly blocked his way, and with the faint light, he looked at Lang Xiaoyue cautiously, and said coquettishly: "Lord Wang..... Tonight.... Come and accompany your concubine tonight."

"This king doesn't have time", he snorted coldly, and eased his mood in a moment: "It's cold tonight, I don't want to get sick, so hurry back to the house and rest."

Murong Tianyan was stunned, this was the first time that the prince cared about himself....... When she came back to her senses, where was Lang Xiaoyue's figure.

Murong Ranran and Xiao Tao were prostrate in the bushes, and only when they saw Lang Xiaoyue's figure flashing by, did they quietly bend down and follow.

Seeing that out of the palace, there was a carriage parked in the alley at the back door, Lang Xiaoyue took off the black cloth, turned her head a little unnaturally, and no longer looked at her: "There is a few days' food in the carriage, and the imperial brother is sending someone to arrest you in secret, so you have to be careful..... If.... If you don't know where to go, go to Miancheng."

Murong Tianran glanced at Lang Xiaoyue with some impatience, and replied indifferently: "When did you become so verbose, I won't go to Miancheng", after speaking, he turned his head and got into the carriage.

Xiao Tao respectfully knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lang Xiaoyue, "Thank you for saving your life."

Lang Xiaoyue wanted to speak and stopped, but after waving her hand to signal Xiao Tao to get up, she also turned her head and left, but there was more reluctance in her eyes.

As the sound of the carriage's hooves faded away, Lang Xiaoyue came out of the darkness, staring closely at the direction where the carriage disappeared, Murong said, If you and I can see each other again, it is fate, I think.... I will do whatever it takes to keep you in my arms and give you everything you want.

There are some words, there are some things that need not be spoken, and there are some things that can't be done now, when Murong Tianran's indifferent cheeks shook in front of him all day long, he already knew his heart, but ..... She was in his arms.

Now, after more than three months of getting along, he has already seen through Murong Tanran's thoughts, and the twisted melon is not sweet, so he is not reluctant, because he believes that one day, in this world, only himself can stand by her side.