On the street in front of the city gate, Han Lin led 500 soldiers to be caught up by the Imperial Guards led by the King of England, and the two sides fought fiercely in the dark. At this time, the soldiers at the city gate were ready.

These family soldiers around Han Lin were all elite soldiers who had been on the battlefield, and 500 could be worth 5,000. Therefore, although the Imperial Guards were crowded, they did not get any benefits for the time being.

But Han Lin was still panicked. The city gate was blocked by the imperial guards in front of him, and the reinforcements continued to increase. They seemed to be trapped in a cage. Although their minions were sharp, they could not break through the cage.

And the sky is about to dawn.

At this time, he realized something was wrong and fell into Yan Mu's trap, but he had no way to turn back.

He rushed to Han Zhao and shouted at him, "You will escape from the West City Gate!"

Han Zhao killed the imperial guards in front of him with a sword. He looked back first and saw that Haitang was protected by his own people and was not injured. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad, go first, I'll block you!" Han Zhaodao.

Han Lin pulled Han Zhao behind him, killed the rushing guards first, and then gritted his teeth and said, "I told you to leave first, you leave first, you are the last hope of our Han family!"

"father!"

"If you are your father's good son, then leave quickly!"

Han Zhao looked up and saw his father staring at him urgently. He was especially unwilling to accept it, "Let's run away together!"

"Dad can't escape, but you can!" Han Lin said and pushed Han Zhao hard, "Escape quickly!"

Han Zhao clenched his fists, looked at his father deeply, then pulled Shanghai Tang and rushed to the west city gate with a team of people. Along the way, he kept pursuing soldiers. When he was about to reach the west city gate, he saw a group of soldiers waiting for somewhere from afar. They were holding torches in their hands, and the lights of the torches gathered together, like a sea of ​​fire.

Obviously, King Ying had expected it and was ready.

He hurriedly turned the carriage, but there were more and more pursuers behind him. They were attacked on both sides and the people around him fell one by one.

"Young Master, let's escape from the alley here. Hide first and then find a chance to leave the city." Haitang pointed to the alley next to him and shouted at Han Zhao.

She didn't expect that Han Zhao would still take her with her while running for her life, and she kept protecting her in her arms without causing her to get hurt at all.

Han Zhao looked at the situation and couldn't even leave the city tonight, so he took Haitang off the horse and fled to the alley while fighting. There were many pursuers, but he had only one person to protect Haitang. In a short while, his body was injured. One or two blood dyed his clothes red, making his eyes even more fierce.

Haitang was inexplicably panic and anxious. She observed the lock next to her and saw that the lock was rusted, and guessed that no one should live in the yard.

"Young Master, let's climb over the wall!"

Han Zhao looked at the pursuers behind him, then at the wounds on his abdomen and the blood on the ground. His eyes were sure, and he had climbed over the wall with Haitang. It turned out that he had a broken house and had no one lived in it for a long time.

Han Zhao pushed Haitang to the wall and stared at her.

"Young Master..." Haitang felt so nervous when she was staring. In the battle just now, an imperial guard killed her from behind, and the person who protected her was not alert. She could not wait for death, so she took action. But when she took back her move, she turned to see Han Zhao looking at her, her eyes were gloomy.

She was exposed.

"You, you're injured."

Seeing that Han Zhao had severe abdominal injuries, Haitang wanted to help him sit down, but he pushed his hand away.

"Young Master..."

Han Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and stuffed it to Haitang, "There is a Xiaoyao San antidote here."

Haitang was stunned when he looked at the small porcelain bottle stuffed into his hand.

Is this the antidote to Xiaoyao San?

She was thinking about it all over, enduring humiliation and losing her life, and finally got this antidote...

Yes, but at this time.

"Haha, I, Han Zhao, have today, and I am so down and fall in love with a prostitute!"

Hearing this, Haitang also smiled, "Yes, you General Han, are cruel and ruthless, and you even say love."

"I love you." Han Zhao grabbed Haitang's shoulders, "What about you?"

Haitang lowered his head and smiled for a while, then raised it up and looked at Han Zhao mockingly, "I went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to get close to you one day, but it's too difficult for you to get close to you. I used it for three years and turned from a newcomer to a courtesan, but you never looked at me more. I thought this wouldn't work, you have to let you notice me, so I approached Yan Mu, because you hate Yan Mu, so I saw me. Because you wanted to humiliate Yan Mu, I took me away from him, so that I had a chance. Then there was a villa, and another Yuzhou team. I successfully made you think I love you, and let you fall in love with me, and then I followed you into the General's Mansion. Oh, by the way, the big box that your father threw was stolen by me."

She suddenly tried hard as she grabbed her shoulders. Haitang squinted her eyes and a sharp knife appeared from her cuff. She was still smiling, smiling proudly.

"I didn't expect it. If you think about it carefully, you actually harmed your father and your General's Mansion."

Han Zhao's face looked ugly, but at the same time it was very calm. No, it should be dead silent.

"I can't find this antidote pill, so I can only take Xiaoyao Powder in front of you. Finally, at the last moment, you gave me the antidote. You said you love me, I believed it. But I just thought it was ridiculous. You Han Zhao, you have such stupid times, love me, haha, so stupid that it makes people laugh."

Han Zhao nodded, "I'm really stupid."

He grabbed her shoulders and moved them up to her neck. Just as Haitang was about to take action, the hands moved to the side of her face and gently stroked them.

He approached her and kissed her, tender and lingering.

"I have loved two women, one ruined my face and the other crushed my heart."

Haitang frowned, and she saw Han Zhao crying. A drop fell on her face and slid into her mouth along her cheeks. It was salty and astringent.

"The pursuers will find here along the bloodstains, and I have to lead them away."

"you……"

"I can't live anyway, so I'll do something about it in the end."

After saying that, Han Zhao let her go and jumped out of the wall.

Haitang suddenly breathed, and her body softened to the ground. She looked at the antidote in her left hand and then at the murder knife in her right hand, and was stunned for a long time.

The cuffs were stained with blood, Han Zhao's blood, and Haitang suddenly woke up, climbed over the wall in panic, and ran towards the alley.

After passing through the alley and coming to the street, Haitang saw Han Lin from afar, and saw two people blocking him, one of whom was holding his neck. He was powerless to resist, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

She staggered for a moment and rushed forward. Her eyes were filled with Han Lin. When someone called her, she suddenly realized it.

"Begonia!"

She looked up and realized that it was Hongzhun, and the one who pinched Han Lin's neck was Chongming.
Chapter completed!