On the official road, in addition to the sound of horses' hooves and wheels, there is only the laughter of the public appearance.

As the sun rises, there are more and more horse-drawn carts and ox carts following behind them, some of them are rushing to other places, and the rest are going to Jingtuo Temple to offer incense.

If it had been in the past, the Imperial Forest Army and the Jinyi Guard would definitely have fought 120,000 points to protect the emperor's safety. But this time, no matter how hard they tried to concentrate, they couldn't help but be distracted and eavesdropped on Mu Nanjin's heart.

[The deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army likes to smell the sweat on the soldiers, as long as the soldiers of the Royal Forest Army finish training, he will deliberately find an excuse to reprimand the soldiers or come forward to check their bodies, and then take the opportunity to smell the sweat on their bodies, and feel that it smells particularly good. Haha, what a weird fetish. 】

The president of the Imperial Forest Army and the five minor commanders looked at the deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army with a black face all the time.

They always thought that the deputy commander was a very strict leader, but they didn't expect it to satisfy their own selfish desires.

[Hey, Deng Xingchao, who likes to work against Zuo Yuan everywhere, is afraid of his wife? ] Tsk, I can't really see it. 】

Kan Chaoyan and the other brocade guards hurriedly pricked up their ears to eavesdrop, but unfortunately Mu Nanjin did not continue.

However, knowing that Deng Xingchao was so cowardly was enough for their left court to make fun of Deng Xingchao for the rest of their lives, to see if he dared to oppose their left court.

【Kan Chaoyan ......】

As soon as Kan Chaoyan heard Mu Nanjin mention himself, he immediately opened his voice and shouted: "Mu girl, we have arrived at Jingtuo Temple." ”

Mu Nanjin's heart was interrupted, and he couldn't help muttering.

[It's here, why did you remind me? 】

Liu Baihu turned his horse's head and walked to Mu Nanjin's side, and lowered his voice to remind her: "Mu Nanjin, the object of your protection is the emperor and the queen mother, not the prince who is grooming." ”

"Oh." Mu Nanjin found that he had been walking beside the carriage of Gong Xiu Rong: "Gong Xiu Gong, I won't be here to accompany you if I still have business." ”

Gong Xiurong looked at her serious face and remembered what she said before, he couldn't help but smile: "You have to go with the rumor, you can't break your word, I'm looking forward to you bringing the emperor to save me." ”

"Hmmm......"

Mu Nanjin returned to the team of Jinyiwei.

Then, a man in a dragon robe walked down from the dragon chariot, although he looked similar to the emperor, but anyone who recognized the emperor could recognize him at a glance that he was not the emperor.

Mu Nanjin muttered: "Sure enough, the emperor is not in the carriage." ”

Even the person sitting on Fengyu is not the queen mother.

The guards in charge of protecting them did not show the slightest hint of panic, apparently knowing that the emperor and the queen mother were disguised by others.

"Go up the mountain."

The Guards open the way.

The 'Emperor' and the 'Queen Mother' walked in the middle, and the last was the Jinyiwei.

The ordinary people did not dare to get too close to them, and when they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the others began to go up the mountain.

Although Jingtuo Temple is built on the top of the mountain, there is a long ladder leading directly to the gate, but the long ladder is relatively long, and there are 1,320 steps from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain.

Except for those who practice martial arts, everyone else is out of breath when they reach the top of the mountain, and if they are in poor health, they will not be able to climb the Join Temple at all.

Tang Jingrui was worried that Mu Nanjin would faint halfway through the road for a while, but who knew that he didn't see her gasping when he reached the top of the mountain, as if he was a martial artist who had practiced for many years, his breath was stable and there was no ups and downs, which surprised him.

"Finally on the mountain."

Mu Nanjin stretched his waist, looked at the gate of Jingtuo Temple and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly.

Assassin ......

As soon as she read two words in her heart, there were suddenly hundreds of sounds, and the brocade guards pulled out the big knives at their waists.