The dinner lasted until the end of the day.

The night wind was as cold as a knife, and as soon as he left the palace, the faces of the people who blew hurt in pain.

The heater in Hua Rong's hand had long since run out of temperature, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, Jiang Yunhua immediately noticed, and quietly put her hand into her palm.

He drank some wine, his palms were hot, and his eyes were dyed drunk and a little blurry, giving people the illusion of affection. ap.

Li Xiangling had been following the two of them, and when he saw Jiang Yunhua's movements, his eyes couldn't help but darken, and he silently slowed down his pace to distance himself.

There were a lot of carriages parked at the gate of the palace, everyone rushed together, there was some congestion, Hua Rong didn't want to squeeze with people, and was about to retreat to the side, when his shoulder was hit hard.

"Who is so short-sighted, didn't see the front so blocked, what are you doing on the side of the road?"

As he spoke, Wei Minglou wanted to bump Hua Rong farther away, but Jiang Yunhua directly hugged Hua Rong's waist and scooped her up behind him.

Seeing Jiang Yunhua's cold face, Wei Minglou showed a surprised expression: "It turned out to be the person of Third Young Master Jiang, why didn't you say anything just now, I thought it was a cheap maid who didn't have long eyes." ”

Hua Rong is still wearing Jiang Yunqi's big hat, even if Wei Minglou can't recognize Hua Rong, he should see that this big hat is worth a lot of money, which is obviously a deliberate provocation.

Jiang Yunhua didn't look at Wei Minglou with straight eyes, only hugged Hua Rong and said: "Be careful when you walk in the future, remember to hide away when you encounter this kind of dog that doesn't have long eyes." ”

Wei Minglou was completely ignored, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

After waiting for half a pillar of incense, Hua Rong and Jiang Yunhua walked out of the palace gate and came to the carriage, put down the wooden bench with the wind, and Hua Rong got into the car with her skirt first.

Before he could sit down, the horse suddenly neighed and ran wildly.

Hua Rong was completely unexpected, and the whole person slammed on the wall of the carriage.

The horse was frightened, but Jiang Yunqi and Suifeng hadn't had time to get into the car yet, and now she was the only one in the car!

Hua Rong's back was cold, and she forced herself to calm down and climbed outside the carriage to grab the reins.

She tried to get the horse to stop, but the horse was now completely out of his mind, and Hua Rong couldn't reverse the situation with all her might.

Today is the day of the crown prince's concubine, and the curfew in the city is much stricter than usual, and if the soldiers on the night patrol see this runaway carriage, they will definitely shoot it without hesitation.

Hua Rong's heart was beating fast, and she was about to jump out of the car, when a cold voice came into her ears: "Jump over, I'll pick you up!" ”

Following the prestige, Jiang Yunfei actually chased after him on horseback.

He couldn't get too close to the carriage, with a distance of more than a meter in between.

She didn't hesitate too much, only took two deep breaths, and jumped out of the carriage with all her might.

The night wind was cold, and it seemed to be snowing again, Hua Rong threw himself into Jiang Yunfei's cold and hard chest, and his waist was tightly bound by an iron-like arm, but Hua Rong's heart settled down all of a sudden.

Jiang Yunfei quickly stopped the horse, and as soon as Hua Rong stood firmly, he heard the horse's wail.

But in an instant, the carriage was shot into a hedgehog by the patrolling soldiers, and the horse was not dead, lying on the ground panting, innocent and pathetic.

The soldiers on patrol also found Hua Rong and Jiang Yunfei, and surrounded them with torches, and after recognizing Jiang Yunfei, the leader hurriedly saluted: "My subordinates meet Jiang Junshou!" ”

Jiang Yunfei ordered with a calm face: "The carriage of Uncle Zhongyong's Mansion is out of control, and this official suspects that someone is trying to kill Zhongliang, so he needs to report to Jing Zhaoyin immediately to find out the reason!" ”

"Yes!"

A soldier rushed to report the news.

Jiang Yunfei took a torch to check the traces on the horse's body in person, Hua Rong stood aside and didn't dare to step forward, and after a while, Jiang Yunfei arrived and hugged Hua Rong into his arms.

Jiang Yunhua hugged him very hard, and through the thick winter coat, Hua Rong felt his frantic heartbeat.

"Young master, the slave is fine, you hugged the slave and maid a little painfully."

Hua Rong reminded softly, Jiang Yunhua relaxed a little, but he didn't let go of Hua Rong, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." ”

He didn't expect such a thing to happen, so he let her get into the carriage alone.

If she hadn't jumped out of the carriage, she would be lying in a pool of blood now with nothing but the horse and her.

He managed to get her back, and he couldn't bear to lose her again.

Jiang Yunfei found a dagger from the pool of blood, and the dagger was inserted into the horse's buttocks, so that the horse would be frightened and run wildly.

The dagger was bare, and there were no markings, but if you wanted to check it, you could still find the source.

Jiang Yunfei wiped the blood off the dagger, and carefully observed it for a while before handing it to the soldiers patrolling the night: "This is important evidence, hand it over to Jing Zhaoyin for investigation." ”

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yunhua let go of his flowers, walked over and said to those officers and soldiers: "I had a little conflict with the young master of the Wei family tonight, and I suspect that he secretly made a move. ”

The Wei family has been in the limelight recently, and those soldiers were all shocked when they heard this.

Third Young Master Jiang was demoted to a commoner three years ago, how could he have formed a bond with the Young Master of the Wei family when he just returned to Beijing?

The carriage was destroyed, only Jiang Yunfei's horse could be used, Jiang Yunfei asked those soldiers to lead the horses again, and then said to Jiang Yunqi: "It's late, you take her back to rest first." ”

"Thank you, big brother."

Jiang Yunhua thanked him, turned over his horse first, and then stretched out his hand to Hua Rong.

Hua Rong hesitated, but still wanted Jiang Yunfei to thank him: "Young Master Xie." ”

Jiang Yunfei looked at the horse, did not look at the flower and did not respond.

Hua Rong handed her hand to Jiang Yunhua, and Jiang Yunhua lifted her lightly, and then brought her to him.

Jiang Yunhua lowered his body slightly, and when he grabbed the reins of the horse, he almost hugged Hua Rong in his arms.

"Hold on to the horse's neck."

Jiang Yunhua said in Hua Rong's ear, and as soon as the whip went down, the horse immediately galloped.

After Jiang Yunqi and Hua Rong left, the leading soldiers couldn't help but come up to Jiang Yunfei and asked, "Lord Jiang, who is that girl?" ”

The person was obviously rescued by Jiang Yunfei, how did he let the third young master Jiang take it away?

Jiang Yunfei glanced at the man coldly, the man felt the murderous aura, knew that he had asked the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Lord Jiang, you haven't seen anything below, and the people under your subordinates will definitely not talk nonsense!" ”

The horse was quickly brought in, Jiang Yunfei returned to the mansion, and when he passed the weeping flower gate, he instructed the subordinates on duty at night: "The third young master's horse is shocked, boil some calming decoction and send it." ”

The subordinates on duty at night responded repeatedly, and walked out of a distance, but couldn't help muttering: The third young master has never seen any strong winds and waves in the past three years, but he just startled the horse, where do you need to use a decoction to calm the mind and calm the mind?

Jiang Yunfei returned to the courtyard, the servants had already prepared hot water and sobering soup, Jiang Yunfei soaked himself in the bathtub, his body relaxed, but his hands still had the touch of just holding flowers and waist.

Three years ago, he had taken her waist, extremely thin, extremely soft, as delicate as wicker, but with unimaginable toughness.