Sitting at the door of the restaurant, Zhao Xiangling stared at Li Ruiqing who was on the horse not far away, raised a bowl and poured wine, and his displeasure was written on his face.

Qingyun stood behind her, also saw Li Ruiqing, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty ......"

Before today, she didn't know about this matter, and she didn't know that Zuo Xiang was here. She only knew that Zhao Xiangling was not in a good mood, and he had drunk a lot of stuffy wine these days.

She thought it was a political matter, but she didn't expect that there would be such a hidden story.

"Not necessarily." Zhao Xiangling replied.

She knew what Qingyun was asking. She was asking if she wanted to snatch Li Ruiqing back.

No. She told herself.

It's going to rain, Ruiqing gets married, and let's see.

Pressing the arrogance in his heart, Zhao Xiangling raised his head and swallowed another big sip of wine.

The country's sedan chair is different from that of the south, it is a cart carried by eighteen people, and it is blocked by curtains on all sides, and only the graceful characters inside can be vaguely seen.

At the four corners of the car stood the maids of the court, carrying small delicately woven baskets in their hands. The small basket contained red petals, which were held by the palace maid's slender fingers, raised in the air, and fell like rain.

There are lively children following the carriage, picking up flower petals on the ground, running around frolickingly, and having a good time.

Zhao Xiangling pinched the wine bowl tightly, and his nails turned white.

The sound of the instrument became louder and louder, and the rhythm was cheerful, but it was not the same thing at all in Zhao Xiangling's ears.

She snorted, "It's no different from funeral." ”

What kind of life-threatening music is this, it's not good at all!

Zhao Xiangling put down the wine bowl heavily and blocked his ears.

Qingyun couldn't help but persuade: "Your Majesty, otherwise let's go back to the inn first?" ”

Seeing that Zhao Xiangling had no intention of blocking this wedding ceremony, she felt that it was also a diaphragm for her to sit here and watch, so it was better to be out of sight and out of mind, and leave without looking.

"What are you going to do back to the inn?" Zhao Xiangling turned his head and said angrily.

She doesn't like anyone right now.

Qingyun Nuonuo took a half step back and stopped interjecting.

The convoy was moving very slowly, and Zhao Xiangling sat in front of the restaurant, watching more and more onlookers, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Moreover, Li Ruiqing didn't see her at all, only stared at the saddle sheath, especially silent.

After a while, Zhao Xiangling stood up and hugged the wine jar: "That's it, go back." ”

Sitting down again, she felt that she really couldn't help but put the jar in her arms over Tuhat's face.

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt that Zhao Xiangling would no longer be so irritable when she left here. At least something else can be done to divert attention.

But Qingyun soon discovered that her idea was wrong.

Zhao Xiangling, who returned to the inn, immediately kicked her out of the house and stayed alone in the house to drink alcohol.

No one knew what she had done in it, except that when she came out, she had an extra longbow in her hand.

Qingyun was shocked.

Who in the south doesn't know that the emperor can't shoot arrows? Although she hid the fact that she knew martial arts from everyone, the emperor couldn't shoot arrows, but these henchmen and palace maids knew it.

But now His Majesty is holding a longbow, where are you going?

"Your Majesty." Qingyun walked a few steps quickly and stopped in front of Zhao Xiangling, "Where are you going?" ”

Zhao Xiangling pinned a quiver to his waist, held a longbow in his hand, his hair was tied up, and a few drops of wine were dyed on his clothes, making the color a little darker: "Where do I go, do you have to take care of it?" ”

"Slaves don't dare." Qingyun lowered his head and took a few steps back.

Zhao Xiangling was in a very bad mood, and he was obviously drunk when he spoke to Qingyun.

She shook a few steps before she stood still: "Don't follow." ”

After saying that, he shook out the window and out the door.

Qingyun was worried in her heart, and she didn't care about Zhao Xiangling's order, so she followed her from a distance, watching her chase towards the music.

She seemed to be drunk, but her purpose was obvious, she was clearly going to rob the frame of the marry.

Qingyun didn't know whether to be happy or nervous, so she could only follow all the way, informing everyone she could along the way.

These days, the shadow guards have gradually settled in the national capital, and they have also formed a large force. However, it is absolutely impossible to go head-to-head with the national forces.

But if Zhao Xiangling is in danger, he can't care about it so much.

Where did Zhao Xiangling care about Shangqingyun's thoughts? She now has only one thought in her heart, no matter what Li Ruiqing wants to do, this marriage, he doesn't want to go smoothly.

Maybe it was the wine that made her more courageous, or maybe it was the wine that made her a little less sensible, but in short, she stopped in front of Tuhat's honor guard alone as fast as she could.

Taking out a wine jug from his arms, Zhao Xiangling squinted his eyes with a little drunkenness, and said with a smile: "Stop!" ”

The guard of honor ignored her.

The time of the wedding ceremony cannot be delayed for half a moment, and it is a bad omen to miss the auspicious time. Therefore, as long as the guard of honor is delayed a little, it will not be able to catch up with the time of worship.

Standing on the wall, Zhao Xiangling raised his hand and raised his bow, pointing at Tuhat's wedding sedan chair.

The tail end of the white arrow feathers trembled slightly, and the three-edged iron arrow flew off the bow, shooting the red hydrangea on the top of the sedan chair.

This is disrespectful. Almost immediately, all the guards lurking around emerged from the shadows, pointing their long blades at Zhao Xiangling.

Someone shouted, "Who is coming!" ”

No one could see Zhao Xiangling's face. Her face was covered with a crimson scarf, and only a pair of Gu Panshengbo's eyes were revealed, and she looked at everyone under the wall mockingly: "The one who robs the kiss!" ”

Before everyone could react, Zhao Xiangling threw down the bow and arrow in his hand, stepped and flew on Li Ruiqing's horse, stretched out his hand and grabbed the reins in his hand, and slapped the horse on the stock fiercely, provoking the horse to raise its four hooves and run.

The action is coherent and there is no hesitation at all.

Qingyun stood on top of the wall not far away, stunned and didn't know what to say.

In her impression, Zhao Xiangling didn't know how to use arrows, but looking at the depth of the arrows inserted into the wooden plank on the head of the car, she could know that Zhao Xiangling's archery skills were actually very high.

was also surprised, as well as Li Ruiqing.

Unlike Qingyun, Li Ruiqing knew that Zhao Xiangling had archery skills, but he didn't expect her to make an exception. After all, when Lin Xiuyan died under the random arrows to protect her, she swore that she would never touch the bow and arrow again in this life.

But she actually made an exception for herself.

Li Ruiqing didn't know what kind of expression to make.

Zhao Xiangling stuffed the reins back into his hand. Sitting behind him, Zhao Xiangling easily hugged his waist and leaned on his back.

"I'm dizzy, you ride."

After speaking, she put her hand on Li Ruiqing's belt and stopped moving.

Her purpose in doing this is clearly to solve the endgame by herself.

Li Ruiqing did not stop it, let alone have an accident.

He just opened his mouth and sighed softly: "Xiang Zero, why are you suffering?" ”

There are more and more pursuers in the back, and with just the two of them, they will definitely not be able to kill the encirclement.

Zhao Xiangling closed his eyes and replied, "What's wrong with me?" Oh yes, I seem to be a little drunk. ”

When she opened her eyes, she poked the soft flesh on Li Ruiqing's waist with a finger, "What?" Don't want to see me? ”