Yongliang has always been the important land of Great Chu, located at the gateway of Hexi, leading to a line in the vast desert, controlling the throat of the five counties.

Zhao Chen looked at the ancient city gate through the hat, his eyes were fixed on the word Yongliang, and he turned around for a long time and looked at the front of the city.

At sunset, it is flat and boundless, and the ancient road is desolate.

It's no longer like that year, which was covered with red snow and corpses, with a screaming and howling all over the place, and there was no more terrifying sword light and sword shadows...

A slight coolness enveloped her hands, and there was a reassuring comfort, and her voice was like spring water, "It's a great blessing to be able to come back." ”

Zhao Chen tilted his head and smiled at Meng Yong.

That's right, despite eleven years of things and people, they finally came back-

The carriage was inspected, and it drove into the city, and entered an inn in the east of the city, in Yongliang City, where there was no Meng house.

"When can we get there?" After settling down, Zhao Chen sat on the bed and asked softly.

Meng Yong lit the candle and said, "That pit is now enclosed in the Yongliang military camp, and I will arrange it as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Chen was silent and said, "You know that I have a token, you can go directly-"

"You also know that the person who wants to kill you is in Yongliang." Meng Yong interrupted in a deep voice.

After checking for so long, those killers still show clues.

Although there is no specific origin, it is certain that whether it is a swarm of bees or a killer, they are all from Yongliang, and the most important thing seems to be related to the army.

This also confirms Zhao Chen's previous speculation that it was probably the rebel general who sent someone to assassinate her-

Seeing her turn her face away without saying a word, Meng Yong secretly sighed and held her hand.

"I know you're anxious, but safety is paramount, and I don't want and can't let you take any more risks." He said seriously, "Prince Wu was seriously injured in the assassination and is on his way back to Beijing... Do you understand? ”

Zhao Chen was a little stunned and pursed his lips, it was difficult to think about this person.

Now that the enemy is in the dark, they don't know who the other party is, in this case, she is undoubtedly the target, and the best choice is naturally to hide in the shadows as well.

Zhao Chen fell on his lap, and suddenly remembered Xiao Xi'er's treatment method, and he had to learn to say what was on his mind-

"It's not that I'm anxious, I'm just afraid of death, and I haven't been so afraid in my impression." She hesitated.

"Since I started to think about it, it was like a knife on my neck, urging me to remember it quickly, otherwise I would really die at any time, this feeling is terrible."

She paused, "I've been assassinated many times, and there have been many times like now, I don't know who the other party is, but I won't be so afraid... So there must be some other reason. ”

Meng Yong was silent for a long time, took her to the window, and pushed open the window, "See there?" ”

Zhao Chen looked at the place he pointed.

The night was long, the lights were shining, and there was a small mansion, which she could see clearly with her eyes, but even if she couldn't see clearly, it was already engraved in her memory.

"Shuaifu, the old martial king's handsome mansion." She muttered.

Meng Yong hugged her from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder, "It's home... I'm not going to let you die, I'm going to take you back, it's our home, I'll take you back..."

"We were taken away, and I will get them back one by one, including your safety."

"None of the things that scared you would have a chance to see the day you and I go home..."

"You'll live a hundred years, you'll be free of illness and disaster, and you'll do everything you want—"

His voice was very soft, faint and swaying, more confusing than the night, covering up Zhao Chen's sudden noisy heartbeat.

He took her hand and slowly landed on his waist, the cold scabbard against her palm, "I swore that I would protect you, and now... Believe me. ”

Zhao Chen's heart gradually settled, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.

The road ahead is unknown, maybe dangerous, maybe there is a catastrophe, but at this moment, this person is behind her-

"Ahem... That's all for the future, now hurry up and wait for this king to go to bed..."Zhao Chen hid his heart full of softness, and lazily hummed on him.

Seeing that she was back to her unserious appearance, Meng Yong couldn't help laughing, and silently carried her back to the bed and lay down.

Time passed slowly, the night grew darker and darker, and only the sound of breathing remained in the room.

Zhao Chen quietly opened his eyes, groped out a small bottle from his waist, glanced at Meng Yong, who was obviously not asleep yet, secretly held his breath, and silently pulled out the mouth of the bottle.

Soon, Meng Yong's slightly tense eyebrows loosened, and his breathing gradually sank.

Zhao Chen called tentatively, made sure that he was unconscious, got up and was about to leave, when he suddenly saw his hand hidden under his clothes, and he was also holding the knife tightly while sleeping, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

It's been so many days, and I'm not too tired... Thinking about it, he couldn't help snickering, leaned over and kissed him loudly.

"Sleep well in peace, this king will come back after a walk-"

………

The street was silent, and Zhao Chen, who sneaked out, really looked like a walker, walking slowly with his hands behind his back.

The surroundings are still vaguely familiar, the streets and alleys, official residences...

As he was distracted, his ears suddenly fluttered.

Zhao Chen's expression was suddenly cold, and his toes picked up the gravel on the ground, causing it to hit the side of the street, and the strong wind kicked up the dust, which also provoked a chuckle in the dark.

After the young man with delicate eyes dodged away, he approached step by step and bowed, "I've seen His Royal Highness." ”

The short blade suddenly appeared and struck him in the throat.

Xiao Yezi lowered his eyes and looked at it, and asked with a smile: "Your Highness, is this trying to kill me?" ”

"Where is Xuanqing?" Zhao Chen asked lightly.

"Master is bankrupt and sick, and he is raising him at home, and I am afraid that you will not be able to see him for a while."

Hearing the word master, Zhao Chen's expression became colder, "No wonder I only think about the child... It's really in the same vein. ”

"You are too careful, Xiao Xi'er and I are just friends, Mr. Meng is too strict, so he has to let her pass the word." He smiled, "It's not like you and Master, who are entangled in grievances—"

Zhao Chen pressed the short blade tightly and asked lightly, "What do you know?" Why did you deliberately lure me to Yongliang? You guys... Who the hell is it? ”

"You think I brought you in?" Xiao Yezi smiled, "I only revealed it to you last time, you lost your memory, and I persuaded you, it's up to you to decide whether to come or not." ”

His eyes were calm, "You're here, because you know better than anyone else that all mistakes start here." ”

When the last word fell, Zhao Chen suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and he wanted to exert force in his hand but he didn't listen to the call...

Xiao Yezi dusted off the medicine powder on her fingertips, took the short blade away casually, and said as she walked: "I have no intention of harming you, and I hope you can remember the past, so I made an exception to help you with this-"

Suddenly, Zhao Chen, who should have lost resistance, struck him in the chest with a palm, causing him to suddenly snort and retreat.

At this time, Zhao Chen couldn't speak, his eyes were scarlet, and he staggered towards him step by step, but soon he was still half-kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Yezi suppressed his surprise at this time, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, frowned and walked over again.

"The secret method... Why do you bother? He looked down at Zhao Chen with pity, "I just want to help you remember, but I just want to prevent Master from making mistakes..."

Zhao Chen tried to stay awake, but images kept flashing in her mind, making her consciousness gradually dizzy-