The moon hangs in the sky, the night breeze sways slightly, and the humid air after the rain has a faint fragrance of fragrant grass.

On the official road outside Beijing, more than ten fast horses are hurrying forward in the thick of the night.

Zhao Chen was half-nested in the arms of the golden abacus, looking at the scenery that kept regressing, and he couldn't tell whether it was easy or what.

Leaving Beijing was planned by her early morning, and she also made an excuse with Emperor Chu in advance...

The gold mine is secondary, mainly because of the one who knew about the fake baggage of the fire, and the former commander of Suzhou.

Jia Fu died completely, leaving her with no direction to follow.

And Meng Yong and Chu Huang, who clearly knew who the third person was, wanted her to hide behind and accept protection honestly; The other is full of scheming and unclear intentions, as if he wants her to be an ignorant knife.

None of them wanted to tell her what the third person meant, and neither of them could make her trust—

Zhao Chen quietly looked up at the bright moonlight, and couldn't help but think of Meng Yong's miserable white face.

At this time, he was still seriously injured in her house and couldn't wake up...

She sneezed again, couldn't help but wrinkle her face, and looked back.

"What's the matter? Can't give it up? The golden abacus waved his whip, but a pair of eyes squinted at her.

Zhao Chen shook his head: "I just think we don't do this authentically." ”

People were seriously injured and fell asleep in order to save her, but she didn't care about the opportunity to throw them away and run away...

"What's not authentic!" Jin Abacus pouted, "If you wait for him to get better, can he still let you go?" ”

Zhao Chen stopped talking.

Indeed, Meng Yong will not let her leave Beijing.

After all, in his opinion, if she leaves his protection, she is likely to be slaughtered by a third person.

But she hoped that a third person would attack her, so that she could find out where the cat was with this poisonous snake.

Jin Abacus said angrily: "Don't forget, we caught those eyeliners before we left just now, and he Meng Yongke has been sending people to watch you!" ”

Zhao Chen glanced at him, "Lao Jin, what kind of grudge do you have against his master?" Look at your provocative energy. ”

"Lao Tzu just thinks he's a bad guy." Jin Abacus scolded, "Don't be really fascinated by him..."

Hearing him start chattering, Zhao Chen closed his eyes helplessly, and was about to put down his mind and sleep-

Suddenly, her ears trembled, her eyes opened suddenly, and she whispered, "There is a situation!" ”

"Stop!" Jin Abacus didn't think about it, and stopped the guards with a loud voice.

No sooner had they reined in than a rain of arrows came from afar, and the nearest one landed far away from them.

Looks like he's just trying to stop them.

Zhao Chen quickly sat up straight, raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

More than a dozen men in black rode their horses with bows on their backs, and near the front, the muscular man in the lead looked back at her.

"Prince Wu, please go back to the city." Shen San arched his hand slightly, his voice polite but cold.

The other party held a dagger against Meng Yong, he would not forget it so quickly.

Zhao Chen looked at him coldly, "This is Chu Land, this king is ordered by the emperor to go out of Beijing, can you be a traitor?" ”

As she spoke, her mind swirled, secretly paying suspicious attention to her surroundings.

How could Meng Yong's people be blocked here in advance-

Shen San's voice did not fluctuate, "Don't dare, it's difficult to travel at night, I just want to ask you to go back to the city for the time being." ”

Suddenly, a touch of golden light suddenly brightened, and it hit Shen San, who had not yet spoken.

The golden abacus took Zhao Chen off the horse with one hand, shook the abacus with the other, tiptoed, and rushed straight to Shen San.

At the same time, the guards of the Martial Palace's Mansion also moved under the leadership of Han Feng.

Zhao Chen stood quietly in place, his face cloudy.

Did Meng Yong guess that she was leaving Beijing and arrange all this in advance, or-

Because they both knew that the other party was not a mortal enemy, except for Jin Abacus and Shen San, the rest of them didn't move.

Shen San is not the opponent of the Golden Abacus, and the guards of the Wuwang Mansion are mostly "experienced in a hundred battles", and they can do any tricks, and they can put their faces down...

The scene was inexplicably a little funny for a while-

Zhao Chen's heart became more and more uneasy, and he raised his voice and said to Jin Abacus: "Hurry up and take him down!" ”

I don't know what will happen if it drags on any longer...

In a moment, the battle between Jin Abacus and Shen San became more and more intense, and they had already seen blood, but Shen San was still stubbornly not captured.

Until a sound of horses' hooves like a rain shower came from a distant distance behind Zhao Chen.

The moon was covered by thin clouds, and the night became more and more dense like ink.

The man was wrapped in a wide black coat, his head was covered with green silk and night dew, and on his snow-white face, a pair of sharp eyes were fierce, and he sat down on his horse like an arrow, piercing the night and coming towards her quickly.

Meng Yong –

She pursed her lips and looked into his eyes from afar.

Soon, when the horse approached, he drew his knife and slashed, forcing back the golden abacus that had just come to this side, and at the same time pulled hard, pulling Zhao Chen onto his horse with one hand.

Feeling the bone-chilling coldness that suddenly spread from his back, as well as the smell of blood, which was so thick that it was almost disgusting, Zhao Chen paused again and again, but still did not struggle, but ordered Jin Abacus and the others to stop.

"You, you..."Zhao Chen coughed slightly, "Aren't you still injured, why don't you rest well...", his voice was sharper, "The imperial doctor said that you can't move for at least ten days-"

His thin chin suddenly rested on the side of her neck, and even his breath was so cold that it seemed to freeze someone.

"Shi'an." He seemed to be laughing, but he was chilling, "You're so ruthless—"

She subconsciously wanted to push him away with her backhand, but the sticky and warm touch in her hand made her stunned.

"But it's just a little bit of a chance, and you can't wait to seize it, and it's so far away." His voice was as soft as a dream, "I didn't even look back..."

Zhao Chen was stunned again.

Opportunity... He did it on purpose, deliberately pretending to be asleep, deliberately giving her a chance, to see if she would-

"You're really a problem," he smiled and sighed in her ear, fainter and more bewildering than the night, "and you can't relax for a moment, that coaxing yesterday—"

He slowly raised his head, his eyes were even darker, and he pulled the reins hard in his hand, and the horse's body instantly headed towards the direction of the capital.

The next moment, he said lightly: "Shen San will lead someone to stop them, and Su Yan will follow me back to the city!" ”

Whip off the horse and gallop out.

Zhao Chen only had time to shout, "Lao Jin, you go home!" ”

"You, when did you know I was leaving Beijing?" On the way, Zhao Chen asked sullenly.

No response.

"I was thinking that you must be stopping me, and Imperial Doctor Yu said that you were only seriously injured, and you couldn't die, so I just..." she said as she looked back to see his expression.

But I was shocked.

Meng Yong's face at this time was no longer pale, but gray and blue, as if he was about to die.

"You... Can you do it? Why don't we stop and call for a carriage? She trembled a little, and if such a fast horse fell out at once—

Meng Yong still ignored her, and only at the city gate did he restrain his horse and shake it at the guard.

Zhao Chen looked at this scene, his eyes narrowed.

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