Nalan Yanqin sneered, "There is time in this palace, and when the king of Pingding will no longer protect you, Ruyi, this palace will let people break her body into thousands of pieces, and you..."

She stopped talking, and then passed by Nan Qiao with a chuckle.

Nalan Yanqin, who is no longer impulsive, is really a little like the previous Li family!

Today's Nalan Yanqin is no longer the eldest lady of Nalan Mansion in the past, but unfortunately she can't continue to play with Nalan Yanqin.

As soon as he returned to Zilanyuan, Nan Qiao looked at the bronze medal in his boudoir that ordered Zhao Jiajun in his hand in a daze.

Should she let Zhao Jiajun participate in this matter?

Isn't it too selfish to use so many people who have never met to pave the way for your brother?

Maybe it will implicate the innocent Aunt Zhao...

After thinking about it, Nan Qiao put away the bronze medal again and did not go to Zhao Jiajun.

At this time, Qingyi and Liu Feiyan came to visit.

"Wuyu, will you go to Huguo Temple tomorrow to worship the Queen Mother?" Qingyi asked.

Nan Qiao shook his head, "I'm just a noble girl, so I'm not going to join in the fun." ”

Qingyi said, "The sacrificial scenes in previous years were very spectacular, and it would be a pity if you didn't go." ”

"I've never been interested in such scenes, so why don't you go to Linglong Theater to see the latest play?" Nan Qiao changed his words, not wanting to dwell on that matter.

"Wuyu, don't say it, there was such a big thing in the Linglong Theater before, and it can be even more than before, it has become the hottest first theater in Chang'an City, this flower class owner is really amazing!" Qingyi didn't know that Linglong Theater was now Nan Qiao's.

Liu Feiyan also interjected, "Now the play in Linglong Theater is called a good-looking, and there are not enough seats every day, it can be said that it is difficult to find a ticket, and I heard that the tickets are scheduled until next spring." But who knows, Linglong Theater will perform on the street for three consecutive days from tomorrow, and the people of the whole city will be able to feast their eyes. ”

In order to hide people's eyes and ears before, Nan Qiao deliberately let Linglong Theater announce that it would perform for three days.

"Otherwise, don't go to Huguo Temple tomorrow, just go to the play!"

Qingyi was a little embarrassed, "I'm the daughter of the royal family, it's definitely not okay if I don't go, Concubine Yan can still go and see." ”

Tomorrow will definitely be in chaos in the city, Nan Qiao doesn't want Qingyi and Feiyan to be in danger,

"I heard from the prince that there may be assassins tomorrow, so you should try not to go to Huguo Temple!"

Qingyi and Concubine Liu looked at each other.

Liu Feiyan is generally smaller, "Really? I'm most afraid of seeing blood, so I'd better not go. ”

Qingyi frowned, "If it was said by King Pingding, then there would definitely be assassins, but I can't help but go." ”

Nan Qiao patted her on the shoulder and comforted, "It's just that the prince said that to me casually, not necessarily, it's always right to bring more guards with you, just in case." ”

There are many, and it is inconvenient for Nan Qiao to say more.

Qingyi nodded, "Well, I see." ”

At night, Nan Qiao was unloading Zhu Hai and preparing to sleep.

Since talking to Ruyi, she no longer waits by herself, and goes to the backyard to do chores, and now she is serving Jixiang.

"Miss, it's cold at night, the slave maid will add an extra quilt to you!"

"Hmm." Thinking of something, Nan Qiao said again, "Tomorrow you will go to Aunt Yao's place on an errand!" She's a gentle person, and now she's pregnant, and she's in need of manpower! ”

"Miss, do you want to be a slave?" Ji Xiang was anxious, "Is it that the slave maid is not doing well enough?" ”

Nan Qiao shook her head, "No, it's just that Aunt Yao is getting older and needs someone to take care of her, and you used to do your best for me." ”

Ji Xiang finally bit his lip and nodded in agreement.

The next day, almost everyone in Nalan Mansion went to the street to watch the emperor's honor guard, and even the maids of Zilanyuan couldn't help but go.

Nan Qiao sat alone in the room, his fingers slowly touching the piccolo, as if waiting for some news.

Ruyi came in from outside, and saluted Nan Qiao with a serious expression,

"Miss, are you really leaving?"

Nan Qiao didn't raise his head, "Hmm." ”

"The slave knows that the young lady is still angry with the slave and the maid, and the slave knows that it is wrong, can the young lady not leave!" Ruyi lowered his head.

Nan Qiao's eyelids raised slightly, "Ruyi, everyone has their own mission, just like you and me, you have to avenge your young lady, and I, I have a reason to go, I won't be angry with you, in the future, everyone will be fine!" ”

Ruyi's tone trembled slightly, "Miss! ”

Nan Qiao stood up and put on the gauze feather cloak on the table, "Take care! ”

After saying these two words, she resolutely walked out of Zilanyuan.

In the backyard, Fang Huai stepped on the roof lightly and flew in front of her to clench his fists, "Master, Concubine Nan is on the emperor's court!" ”

Sure enough, as soon as Concubine Feng died, Ji Wuyu still refused to let go of his brother and asked his brother to die for the Dog Emperor.

"Got it, pass the order, don't act rashly, listen to my orders!"

"Yes!"

Fang Huai answered, and flew away with light power.

At this time, Yu Wenmo's travel team should have walked to the city.

At this moment, on the fourth floor of the Peach Blossom Residence, two men were standing at the table studying the ambush fortification map.

The man in dark red chuckled, "Interesting, there is someone who wants to kill the emperor more than us?" ”

The brocade-clothed man wore a golden mask, and he stared at the painting for a long time, "Why is this trace so similar?" ”

"Oh?" The man in dark red raised his voice, "It's even more interesting if it's an acquaintance!" ”

"Bai Tizi said that it was a weak man who gave him this picture?" The man in brocade asked.

"It's a pity that the spy I sent out was dumped by that person, otherwise I would still be able to find out who it was!" The man in dark red clothes paused, and said,

"News came from the third floor, in the past two days that you have been away, someone has spent a lot of money to borrow a group of masters, and it seems to be the same person!"

The brocade-clothed man's pupils shrank, as if he had thought of something.

"Could it be her?"

At this moment, a spy came in and reported, "Master, my subordinates have secretly inquired about it, and there is an ambush in plainclothes every 100 meters on the east and west roads, and only the number of people arranged on the south street is slightly smaller." ”

The man in dark red clothes smiled, "Sure enough, it's about the same as the point marked on the picture, this picture is real, what are you going to do?" ”

He asked the man in brocade.

The man in brocade pondered for a moment, "Yuwenmo is so cunning, will he really walk that inconspicuous street?" However, such an opportunity cannot be missed. ”

"Is Concubine Nan out of the palace?" He asked the spy again.

"When I left the palace, I was still sitting in the emperor's court."

The brocade-clothed man said, "Well, tell the people below that if someone saves Concubine Nan, do your best to escort them away." ”

"Yes!"

The emperor's team appeared on the street in a mighty way, Ji Wuyu rode a high-headed horse and walked in front of the escort, and the courtiers were followed by Mu Baizhuo.

Long from the street to the end of the street, the people around were extremely excited, seeing the emperor's chariot one after another kneeling and shouting long live, the funny thing is that it was not Yu Wenmo sitting in the chariot, but her brother and another impostor.

Nan Qiao was not conspicuous in the crowd, and when Ji Wuyu's gaze swept over, she lowered her head slightly, and with a feather veil to cover her face, Nan Qiao was confident that he would not recognize her.

Her people were also disguised as ordinary people and hid in the crowd, and if no assassins appeared in this area, Nan Qiao would wait until the Huguo Temple and they let their guard down before making a move.

At this time, Fang Huai didn't know where to come out of nowhere and appeared beside Nan Qiao,

"Master, there's a fight over there!"

Over there, it's the way where Yu Wenmo really appeared.

Nan Qiao looked at the chariot that was slowly moving forward, and thought to himself that no assassin was stupid enough to assassinate the chariot at this juncture, it was better to go over there and take a look, maybe she could be a fisherman, if Yuwenmo fell into her hands, she could bring the princes of the Son of Heaven with her.

"You follow the team here, I'll go over there to take a look, if someone is unfavorable to the people in the public opinion, you can take someone to take advantage of the chaos to snatch Concubine Nan first."

"Yes!"

Compared with the official road, the North Street side is very deserted, because everyone goes to the official road.

Nan Qiao flew up to the eaves with light skills, condescendingly watching the fighting on the street below, and after a while, the more than 20 plainclothes guards who escorted the carriage were killed by the men in black, and the carriage was forced to stop in place.

At this moment, a flute sounded melodiously, like a heavenly sound, as if bringing out the hustle and bustle of the soul and bringing it to a pure land, so that the irritable heart calmed down and gradually relaxed...

But at this moment, the flute sound is obviously not good, and all the people in black are alarmed.

Everyone looked up at the woman standing on the roof after looking for the source of the flute, and saw that her clothes were fluttering, and the feather veil on her head was blown by the wind, but they could not see her true face clearly, and only felt very sleepy listening to it, and finally they could not resist at all, and fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Nan Qiao put away his flute and flew down the eaves.

When she lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at it, she was dumbfounded, the person sleeping inside was not Yu Wenmo at all, but a guard who drew his sword and drew half of it.

The first reaction was that Ji Wuyu lied to her!

Nan Qiao was crazy and rushed to the emperor's big team as soon as possible, perhaps, it was the real emperor who was on the throne, otherwise Ji Wuyu would not have brought someone to escort him personally.

When Nan Qiao arrived at the scene, the chariot stopped on the street, the ministers were in a panic, they were already in chaos, and the scene had obviously experienced a fierce fight, and many corpses were lying on the ground.

Originally, the people on both sides of the street fled in all directions, and I heard that a large number of assassins suddenly appeared and robbed the emperor and the southern concubine, and the king of Pingding had already led people to chase them.

Even Fang Huai and the others were gone at the moment, Nan Qiao was anxious, what he didn't understand was why the assassin still had to take his brother?

Nan Qiao casually found someone, asked for a general direction, and was about to catch up, when she saw Nalan Yanqin who was shrinking next to her, Mei Qing and Mu Xiu were protecting her.

Perhaps, Nalan Yanqin knew what had just happened?

Nan Qiao stepped forward and lifted the corner of the feather yarn, revealing his face,

"Niangniang, did you see the emperor and Concubine Nan being abducted with your own eyes just now?"

"You're here too?"

Nalan Yanqin stood up straight and said mockingly, "Yes, I saw the assassins kidnap the two of them with my own eyes, and many people went to rescue the driver, could it be that you also want to save the driver?" ”