Ye Tianhuai didn't know how long he had been running.

She felt like she was filled with lead in her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe every time. The cold wind blew on her face, mixed with the smell of food from nowhere, making her legs more and more weak.

What's even more terrifying is that she has long since lost her way.

Many of the alleys in Nishishi are curved, and once you take the wrong road, it is easy to lose the distinction between east and west, north and south.

Ye Qianhuai was hiding in these narrow alleys and running away. Fortunately, she has good physical strength because of her practice of riding and swordsmanship in the past few years, and she is tall and fast, and after turning a few corners in a row, the sound of the chasing soldiers seems to be far away.

She stopped, looked back at the road, and saw that no one was chasing her, so she leaned against the wall and bent down on her knees, gasping for air.

It was a deep alley, with shops closed on both sides, except for a few worthless shelves still on the side of the road, shaking in the cold wind. The moonlight was shining in the alley, and whose dog was barking in the distance.

Ye Tianhuai stood up, only to feel cold and hungry, as if he was walking on the netherworld road to the ghost world.

She hadn't been so embarrassed in her two lives as she was now.

But she didn't regret it at all.

If the truth is a sharp blade, she is not afraid to hold it with her bare hands. Because, she is more afraid of living in the armor called lies all her life.

Ye Tianhuai dragged his tired body and continued to walk in the unknown direction.

The narrow alley was silent, and under the moonlight, Ye Tianhuai's straight figure dragged into a long silhouette on the ground, lonely but persistent.

didn't take a hundred steps, and at a fork in the road, Ye Qianhuai almost bumped into someone.

The man walked silently, with extremely fast steps, and suddenly appeared from another alley, like a ghost.

Ye Qianhuai stopped at the distance of only one punch from the other party. What caught her eye was a black brocade cloak and a hand that subconsciously held down the long sword at her waist.

That hand is very good-looking, jade white and slender, and even looks a little familiar.

The other party was taller than her, covering her in the shadows, and the other party saw Ye Tianhuai, and the hand on the long sword loosened.

Ye Qianhuai raised her head and saw a face she was all too familiar with.

Lu Yanchen was looking down at her.

His cold face was embedded in the moonlight, and it was inexplicably a little sacred. His clear eyes reflected Ye Qianhuai's flustered face, and there was a panic and surprise similar to Ye Tianhuai's in his eyes.

Looking at each other, Ye Tianhuai was about to speak, when the alley behind her suddenly lit up with fire.

Ye Qianhuai turned his head and looked at the firelight with Lu Yanchen.

It was those who were chasing Ye Qianhuai, and the torches in their hands illuminated Ye Tianhuai's face. The leader was beside the little guy in the hall, and when he saw Ye Tianhuai, he exclaimed, "It's him!" Don't let him run! ”

Ye Tianhuai turned his head to look at Lu Yanchen, and between the lightning and flint, she was about to speak, but Lu Yanchen turned around suddenly, leaving her back.

Ye Tianhuai's heart suddenly seemed to sink to the bottom.

In the next moment, those slender hands firmly grasped her wrists, and Lu Yanchen led her to run up.

More precisely, dragging her.

Lu Yanchen's feet were like the wind, and Ye Tianhuai followed very reluctantly.

But looking at Lu Yanchen's posture of shuttling freely in the alleys, he should know more about the terrain of Xishi than himself, and he must be able to get out of danger.

Ye Qianhuai breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, reality slapped Ye Tianhuai's face hard.

Lu Yanchen and Ye Tianhuai stopped in front of a dead end.

It's not a dead end, but there is a man-high pile of masonry in the middle of the road, and it seems that it is an unfinished road.

After a moment of silence, there was a faint glow of fire and human voices behind him.

Lu Yanchen lowered his head slightly, he neatly untied the cloak with his hands and feet, and draped it on Ye Tianhuai's body without saying anything.

"Sir, this is ......" Ye Tianhuai was only halfway through his words, and then he saw Lu Yanchen with his back to her and half-knelt down in front of her.

He turned his head sideways and said to Ye, "Please also ask Your Majesty to come up by yourself." ”

The voice was as cold as ever.

Ye Tianhuai glanced at the firelight that was getting closer and closer behind him, and made up his mind.

She quickly fastened her cloak, but her hand hesitated for a moment as she put her hand on Lu Yanchen's shoulder.

But it was only for a moment. In the next moment, she hooked Lu Yanchen's shoulders and jumped on his back.

Lu Yanchen was thin, but his back was wider and more reliable than Ye Tianhuai imagined.

"Your Majesty is rude." After Lu Yanchen finished speaking, he seemed to hesitate for a moment before standing up with Ye Tianhuai's legs.

Lu Yanchen's arm was also more powerful than Ye Tianhuai imagined.

He leaped forward, and with two light strokes of his feet on the left and right walls, he went over the brick wall.

As soon as they fell, the wind drifted through the tip of Ye Tianhuai's nose with a strange breath. But the smell was so faint that Ye Tianhuai only felt familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was.

After landing, Lu Yanchen put Ye Tianhuai down, looked back at the direction of the chasing soldiers, and said, "They can't catch up, here is Beixin Street, and Weichen's car is waiting there." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Ye Qianhuai, and walked forward. Only this time, he didn't hold Ye Qi's wrist again.

Ye Qianhuai hung his head and followed him, like a child who had done something wrong.

Her heart was pounding, and she didn't know if it was because she ran so hard just now, or because of Lu Yanchen.

Ye Tianhuai looked up at Lu Yanchen's back, and said in his heart, it seems that he does know the way.

Lu Yanchen was wearing an inconspicuous black dress under his cloak, with belts wrapped around his wrists and calves, which looked a bit like the way a martial artist wore it.

Ye Tianhuai couldn't help but think of his appearance in his previous life when he was wearing a black-armored soldier in the Taihe Palace, covered in blood, like a Shura.

It turned out that in addition to the Taiqing Pavilion Bachelor who knew books and kept etiquette, he had always had such a different side. It's just that Ye Qianhuai has never found out, so he will feel strange and terrible when he raises his sword to kill.

Ye Tianhuai looked at his back, and his gaze involuntarily drifted to his shoulders and neck.

Under the moonlight, the section of Lu Yanchen's neck exposed on the placket was like a piece of white jade with excellent texture, and there was a straight green tendon faintly on the side facing the moonlight, like his straight backbone.

Ye Qianhuai was in a trance.

Once upon a time, when she walked with Lu Yanchen, she always looked for an opportunity to walk behind him.

If nothing else, just because he can peek at him unscrupulously when he is behind, and he doesn't have to hide the burning affection in his eyes when he looks at him.

Lu Yanchen suddenly stopped.

Ye Qianhuai came back to her senses at this time, she looked around, and they had already walked out of the West Market and walked to a small road on the east side of Beixin Street.

There are a few lanterns on the path, hanging in front of the door of an unknown house. In the dim candle flame, Ye Tianhuai saw a carriage parked in the middle of the road.

The carriage was not large, and it seemed that it could only accommodate two or three people to ride. A figure stood beside the horse, caressing the horse's back over and over again, not letting it make a noise in the silent street.

Seeing Lu Yanchen and Ye Tianhuai coming from the night, he was overjoyed, and gave Lu Yanchen a fist salute and said, "Sir." ”

Lu Yanchen simply nodded to him and said, "It's been settled." ”

Then he turned around and looked at Ye Tianhuai, as if to confirm whether she was injured or not, and seeing that she was fine, Lu Yanchen said: "Now that there is curfew, I will send you back to the palace." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Ye Tianhuai to speak, and walked to the carriage and opened the curtain for Ye Tianhuai.

"Since it's a curfew, how can Sir's carriage walk on the streets?" Ye Qianhuai couldn't help asking.

Lu Yanchen seemed to have expected her to ask, and he took out a gold medal the size of half a palm from his arms. Ye Tianhuai looked at it, and there were two lines of small characters "Dajing" written horizontally on the top of the gold medal, and two large characters "Yuci" written vertically below, and two dragons carved on both sides.

It is a gold medal from the royal family. But as the emperor, Ye Qianhuai never knew that there was such a gold medal.

Seeing the doubts in Ye Tianhuai's eyes, Lu Yanchen turned over the gold medal.

Ye Qianhuai saw two words engraved on the back - Shunping.

It was her father's name.

It's not hard to explain here. See this gold medal, like seeing the first emperor. Even though it was a curfew, no one dared to stop his frame.

But why did his father reward him with this gold medal? The doubts in Ye Qianhuai's heart became even heavier.

"It's a long story, let's talk about it in the car." Lu Yanchen said.