"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way——!"

Before Jiang Shu could react to what Ye Chiwan meant, a carriage suddenly galloped not far away.

"Fourth sister, be careful!" Ye Chi redeemed the god and shouted loudly.

But Yuluo couldn't dodge, and saw that the carriage was about to hit Jiang Shu, who was walking outside.

At this moment, a purple figure flew out of nowhere, grabbed Jiang Shu's waist, took her around in the air, and landed smoothly on the ground.

After landing, the man quickly let go of Jiang Shu and flew towards the galloping carriage with light skills.

Because of that circle, Jiang Shu's head was a little dizzy, and as soon as the man let go of his hand, her body fell to the side uncontrollably, but fortunately, Ye Chi was by her side and helped her in time.

Jiang Shu calmed down, and the carriage that almost took her life had stopped.

"Who is not long-sighted, dares to stop our carriage, and lives impatiently, right?" The driver who drove the car had a black face and yelled at the purple-clothed man who stopped the car.

"Be bold, dare to speak to us Lord Lang like this, I think you are impatient!"

At this moment, a young man in a dark yellow flying fish suit led a group of people dressed as sergeants through the crowd.

The coachman's eyes swept over the group, and then looked at the clothes of the man who stopped the car, and then noticed that he was wearing the dark purple official uniform of the special third-rank military attaché.

The coachman followed his master to see some of the world, and the identity of the man who stopped the car was instantly clear, and his face was full of disdain: "Yo, who was I at that time, it turned out to be the commander of the Jinyi Guard, Lord Lang Molang!" ”

"Hugh is rude!" Seeing that the coachman dared to speak to his family in such a tone, the young man in the flying fish suit reached out and was about to draw his knife, but Lang Mo held him down.

"Who is rude, do you know who is sitting inside?" Seeing that Lang Mo stopped the man, he seemed to feel that Lang Mo did not dare to cause trouble, and the driver was even more arrogant.

Lang Mo steadied himself and took two steps forward: "No matter who it is, you can't go on a rampage on the street!" If it hurts someone, who will be responsible? ”

"You see that Ben Gongzi is in charge, okay?" The low-hanging curtain was gently lifted, and a teenager in a crimson crewneck peeked out of it.

The coachman said proudly: "My master is the eldest son of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess of Ruian, the son of Changzuo, according to the order of the Queen Mother, enter the palace to meet you, don't get out of the way!" ”

"It turned out to be Wan Gongzi," Lang Mo directly ignored the doggy coachman, and raised his hand to the people in the car, "Since Gongzi is going to enter the palace, Xia Guan should send someone to escort him." ”

He turned his head to the man in the flying fish suit and ordered, "Hoopoe, you take some people to escort Wan Gongzi to the palace, there is no need to hurry, remember to put everyone's safety first." ”

Wan Changzuo's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he said coldly: "No need, my son knows the way to the palace, and I don't bother Lord Lang." ”

Lang Mo didn't mind the unfriendliness of his tone at all, and his attitude was respectful and polite: "Wan Gongzi doesn't have to be polite, it is right for the lower officials to do this." Xiaguan is responsible for the security of the capital, if the carriage is too hurried and the son is injured, Xiaguan will not be able to afford it. ”

"You ......" Wan Changzuo wanted to have a seizure, but Lang Mo spoke politely, so that he didn't know where the fire came from.

It's like hitting your head on cotton and bouncing back softly.

Lang Mo got up and moved out of the way, his tone with unquestionable firmness: "Childe, please-"