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This time in Beijing, the Shui Yi people took a light car, only took Du Mei alone, and rode a fast horse all the way north.

"Mrs. Yun, how are you and me going to solve the plight of the capital?" Looking at the three lonely people, Situ Lang had no bottom in his heart, and he was even more curious, how did this woman who made his father Ning look at him break the situation of the three princes, these three princes held the Gyeonggi Guards in their hands, and even the Imperial Forest Army, in addition to his father's personal guards, was now almost controlled by him.

"When did I say I wanted the three of us to go out of the siege?" The Shui Yi man whipped a horsewhip and asked rhetorically.

"Then let's go back so openly, aren't we sent to death?" Situ Lang was puzzled.

"If I want to send you to death, I haven't lived enough, so I won't die in vain."

"That ......"

"Fifth prince, don't worry, the lady over there in the capital has already made arrangements, and the rescuers have already rushed over." Du Mei saw that Situ Lang was being played by Shui Yiren again and again, interrupting his worries.

"That's good, I said why didn't I see Qin Feng last night, it turns out that Mrs. Yun has already made arrangements." Situ Lang smiled, and began to wonder how this woman would solve the predicament, and how he would do it if he was replaced.

After thinking about it, he found that until now he hadn't even figured out the hole cards of the Shui Yi people, and he didn't know what capital the Shui Yi people had to deal with the old and spicy third, so he couldn't help but start to get frustrated again.

However, within three days, he realized that he had been discouraged a little too soon. In the past three days, he has seen it, and he understands why his father asked him to come to find this woman.

Except for the inevitable convenience, the woman spent almost all of her time on horseback, and he hardly saw the woman close her eyes for three days and three nights. It's just that he can't hold on to a big man, and he really doesn't know how this woman holds on.

"Du Mei, you accompany the five princes to come slowly in the back, don't be too anxious about safety first, I'll rush back to the capital first."

"Yes, ma'am, be careful all the way."

Looking at the back of the dust all the way, Situ Lang was completely decadent, gasped, turned over and dismounted and didn't care about the side of the road, and just lay down to breathe.

"Du, Du Mei, is your wife beaten with iron? Why doesn't she feel tired, my ass is about to be turned upside down, master! ”

"Fifth son, Madam is in a hurry to solve the difficulty, isn't this what you hope?" Du Mei wiped the sweat from her forehead, she came all the way, although she had been prepared, she was still too tired, even if Shui Yiren didn't open her mouth today, she would fall behind.

"What kind of trick is your lady hiding! There are tens of thousands of troops waiting there in this capital! Situ Lang waved his hand weakly, and asked weakly, he was still very curious in his heart, what hole cards this woman had.

"Guess." Du Mei learned from Shui Yiren and gave a self-comprehending look, Situ Lang couldn't help pouting, this master and servant are virtuous.

Situ Lang here hadn't guessed the hole cards of the Shui Yi people, and the Shui Yi people had marched all the way, and finally arrived at Changzhou City, the gateway to the capital, three days later, and met Qin Feng and others who rushed over.

"I've seen the Pavilion Master!"

In a lively teahouse, Shui Yiren came all the way to the private room on the top floor, and everyone in the private room immediately got up and saluted.

Shui Yiren waved his hand, took a cup of tea, took a few pastries and sat down in the first place, and asked while eating, "How is the situation?" ”

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