The inconspicuous carriage shuttled through the capital, and no one noticed its existence. Even a few times on the way, no one noticed anything unusual.

Cui Yan nestled up in the compartment of the carriage, and the carriage slowly moved forward, shaking rhythmically like a cradle. As the carriage jolted, Cui Yan's head hit the wall of the carriage again and again. Rao was drugged, dizzy, and woke up from the shock of the continuous impact.

I tried to open my eyes, but I found that my hands and feet were tied, and my mouth was sealed with strips of cloth. With the light coming in through the gap, Cui Yan took a look at the environment she was in.

The cubicle is small enough to accommodate one person.

It was hard for her to escape.

Right now, the best option is to wait for the moment.

After Cui Yan thought it through, she simply stopped being entangled, moved her body with difficulty, changed to a slightly more comfortable position, closed her eyes, and recuperated.

The light coming into the car gradually dimmed, and eventually disappeared completely, leaving the view completely black.

Night is coming.

If it weren't for the sound of selling in her ears, Cui Yan would have suspected that she had left Liangzhou.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

Cui Yan's head hit the wall of the car because of inertia, Cui Yan was in pain and let out a "hmm".

"Stop, stop!" A rugged male voice sounded, and it should be the officers and soldiers in Beijing.

Cui Yan narrowed her eyes, and her heart moved.

Here's your chance.

The curtain was slammed open, and the man who spoke looked into the carriage.

The pale-faced man sat in the carriage, and at first glance he looked terminally ill. Beside him sat a little woman, in her early thirties, who saw someone coming, and hurriedly leaned timidly towards the man.

"Official, official......" The man was also so frightened that he couldn't do it, he was affected by the disease on his body, coughed twice, and was afraid of bumping into the official, so he pressed the cough down again.

A face flushed from Fang Cai's movements. It looks like a small person in the market.

The officers and men looked at the carriage and found that it was extremely cramped and could not fit people at all.

"What do you guys do?"

In line with the principle of prudence, he still asked a question.

"Official, my father-in-law has tuberculosis, and he is looking for a doctor in the city for treatment, and he has seen two or three medical halls in a row, but he refuses to receive my father-in-law." Said the driver who was driving.

As soon as he heard that the other party was suffering from tuberculosis, the hands of the officers and soldiers trembled, and they hurriedly lowered the curtain.

It's contagious.

No wonder this Xianggong's face is so bad.

"Master Gu, there is no one we are looking for."

"No?" Gu Rong sank his eyes and raised his hand to signal for release.

Lord Gu?

Cui Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

The only thing that can openly stop people in such a righteous and open way in the imperial city is the Gu Guogong Mansion, which controls the military power in Beijing. Although the two sons of the Gu family have been dismissed by Xiao Yu, the incumbent is still a Cui Party official, and he must sell the Gu family's face.

It is not surprising that the Gu family appeared here.

She is still useful, how could Cui Haoran let her be taken away. Rather than being taken away by these strangers, it is better to fall into the hands of the Gu family.

Cui Yan propped up her arms and hit the wall of the car hard.

"What's going on?" The official wanted to come in and check, but he didn't dare to come forward because of the tuberculosis of the little minister in the car.

"I'm cowardly, I didn't hold things steady, cough cough ......"

Xiao Xianggong said, the secret grid opened, and the big palm pinched Cui Yan's neck.