It was late at night, in the quiet monk's dormitory, Jiang Sleeve Zhu sat in front of the bookcase, and had been writing for a long time, but not a word was dropped.

After knowing that she was not pregnant, for a moment, her heart was completely dissipated, and she just wanted to escape, leave Chengtian Temple, and hide in a place where no one knew.

But as soon as she opened the door of the monk's house, the bloody qi that had not yet dissipated outside rushed in, and the secret guards of the Regent's Mansion must still be guarding in the dark, where could she flee to?

For today's plan, it seems that the only way to go back to the palace to find Han Zai is to do so.

But before she left Beijing, the two had just had an argument, would he allow her to go back?

In the second half of the night, Jiang Sleeve Zhu finished writing the excerpt requesting to return to Beijing, and after dawn, she handed it to Xingjun, "Let people be sent to the palace." ”

Xingjun took the fold and left.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu stayed up all night, but there was no sleepiness, and after Xingjun left, she spread out a piece of paper again and began to write the second excerpt.

She had already thought that since she only had one way back to the palace now, no matter how difficult it was, she would go on.

A letter of excerpt a day, Han Jae has always disagreed, so she has been handing it over.

In the Changjie Palace, Qin Zhen entered from the outside and presented the fold in his hand to his master, "This is the fold sent by Chengtian Temple." ”

Han Zai glanced at it and said coldly, "Put it away." ”

Although Qin Zhen was surprised in his heart, he didn't say anything on his face, and put away the fold in a kind way.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Sleeve Bead had already sent seven folds to the palace, but Han Zai had not read any of them.

Seeing that the day of the emperor's burial was getting closer and closer, Jiang Sleeve Zhu couldn't wait any longer, she said to Xingjun, "I want to go back to the city, these days I will say to the outside world that I am sick, I can't see the wind, and I will be sent into the house as soon as I eat and drink." ”

Xingjun said worriedly, "Lu Guifei and Lu Guogong are eyeing you, aren't you going down the mountain alone?" ”

"I have to go!" Jiang Sleeve Zhu said firmly.

That night, she disguised herself and took Xiaolinzi down the mountain secretly.

Before the city gate was closed, the two entered the city, and Jiang Sleeve Zhu went straight to the regent's palace.

She was lucky, not long after arriving at the street where the regent palace was located, Han Jae rode back.

Han Zai recognized Jiang Sleeve Zhu and Xiao Linzi beside her from a distance, but with just one glance, he withdrew his gaze and planned to pass over the two.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was extremely sensitive to Han Jae's gaze, and seeing that he had no intention of stopping, she had a lot of courage and rushed to the middle of the street, opening her arms in an attempt to stop him.

Han Zai didn't expect Jiang Sleeve Zhu to be so reckless, and he was about to crash into her, he tightened the reins hard, and the neighing of the horses sounded in Jiang Sleeve Zhu's ears, her nose was filled with a wild smell, and the hairs on her body stood up.

It wasn't until the sound of the horse's hooves falling to the ground sounded that she opened her eyes, frightened and stubborn to Han Jae's angry eyes.

I saw him tilt his body slightly, sit on the back of the horse with the reins tightened, and said angrily, "If you want to die, get away!" With that, he grabbed the horse's belly and planned to pass her back home.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu stared at Han Zai who was riding on a horse, his eyes burst with determination, and when he rode past her, his white tender fingers suddenly grabbed his arm, and then jumped up slightly, landed behind him, and hugged his waist tightly, "Although my life is as cheap as a mustard, the prince is not afraid of hurting his own children?" ”

Hearing the word "child", Han Zai looked down at the hands clasped around his waist, and couldn't help but sneer, "Jiang Sleeve Zhu, you really don't know whether to live or die!" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu sensed the danger in Han Zai's words and was about to speak, but Han Zai didn't give her this opportunity, and suddenly rode his horse and galloped.

There was no curfew in the Daqing Dynasty, and horse-drawn carriages were not allowed to gallop after nightfall, but Han Jae seemed to know where the capital was secluded, and the speed of the horse was getting faster and faster.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu had never tried such a speed, and a heart in the wind hunting was raised to her throat, and she was thumping, but she didn't beg for mercy, she just hugged him tighter.

Han Zai deliberately taught Jiang Sleeve Zhu a lesson, so as to teach her to change the problem of not knowing whether she is alive or dead.

About half an hour later, he rode his horse to stop, and the hairpins on Jiang Sleeve Zhu's head were thrown off, and the black and smooth hair was draped over his shoulders, which was unique.

She didn't ask him why he stopped, but just ran his arm to touch his hand, and sure enough, he had been strangled with a swollen mark just now when he was riding his horse.

"I was wrong." She gently rubbed his hand and apologized softly.

Han Zai's chest was blocked in one breath, and he couldn't go up or down.

Suddenly, with one hand, he hugged her from behind him to the front, and before Jiang Sleeve could speak, his lips were kissed by him heavily.

Han Jae punitively took all her breath.

Jiang Sleeve Bead was already asking for others, and after being stunned, he attached to him softly and tolerated him.

At the end of the kiss, Han Zai stared at Jiang Sleeve Zhu secretly, "Next time, this king will have someone prepare a better coffin for you." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at his dark eyes, and brought his lips to his, staring at him with star-like eyes, Han Jae thought she would say something, but the next moment, her lips were sticked.

After that, Han Zai rode his horse again, but instead of returning to the Regent's Mansion, Jiang Sleeve Zhu couldn't help but ask, "Where is this going?" ”

Han Zai glanced down at her, "Go to Qianjintang, it's so intense, let Doctor Huang take a good look at you, but you have a tire!" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was not pregnant at all, and she would inevitably not be able to hide it once she went to Qianjintang, so she immediately changed her face and snorted, "Lord Wang, I was actually a fake pregnancy before." ”

"Really?" Han Jae raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of mockery.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu bit his lip and held his hand to his face, "Lord Wang, are we still as good as before?" ”

Han Zai glanced at her, "Jiang Sleeve Zhu, in your eyes, what do you think of this king?" ”

A look of confusion flashed in Jiang Sleeve Zhu's eyes, isn't she just one of his pawns, and he is her only life-saving straw?

"Can't figure it out, do you? Then think slowly, and when you figure it out, you will come to the Regent's Mansion to find this king. With that, he lifted her up with one hand and put her on the ground, and then rode away.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at Han Zai's back, annoyed and annoyed, she was not a roundworm in his stomach, she knew everything.

Thinking like this, she planned to find an inn to live in first, but as soon as she walked to the main street, a sharp and thin female voice exploded in her ears, "Jiang Sleeve Beads?" Stop her for me! ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu didn't need to look back to know who the other party was, and immediately sped up his pace, wanting to get rid of the other party.

In a hurry, she accidentally bumped into a sedan chair, the sedan curtain was blown up by the wind, revealing a handsome face, the two looked at each other, Song Li had surprise and unconcealable tenderness in his eyes, and called in a low voice, "Queen Mother?" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu saw that it was an acquaintance, and immediately said, "Song Tanhua, borrow your sedan chair to hide." The words fell, and without waiting for Song Li to agree, she got in.