The three of them rolled and crawled to sit still, holding on to the wall of the car with both hands to prevent them from falling into pieces.
King Jin had no expression on his face and said nothing. He just hid the two little ones behind him and stared at the car curtain for a moment.
There was a commotion outside the curtains of the carriage soon. The Imperial Guards and horses shouted angrily and asked the carriage to stop. However, You Song had no intention of reining in the horse and instead accelerated even more.
"Stop! If you don't stop, we'll do it!"
"Stop!"
"Do it!"
Just when the sword and gun were about to approach the carriage, King Jin suddenly leaned forward, opened the curtain with one hand, and grabbed the carriage with the other hand to prevent himself from being thrown off. Then he shouted angrily: "You dare to stop my carriage, get out of here."
open!"
After saying that, he threw away the curtain and sat back, his breath calm and his face as deep as water.
The imperial guards outside hesitated for a moment, and soon Su Ting's scolding voice sounded: "Stop! Don't stop talking to the assassin! Stop it quickly!"
However, just by this hesitation, You Song had already rushed out of the city gate in his carriage and entered the vast night.
Before the three people in the carriage could breathe a sigh of relief, You Song turned around and said, "Your Majesty, I'm catching up with you!"
King Jin opened the side curtains, stretched out his head and looked out, and saw three groups of people led by Su Ting catching up behind him, and they were constantly closing the distance between them and the carriage.
Su Ting even held his bow in his hand, ready to shoot arrows at any time.
King Jin turned around and told You Song: "Hurry up."
You Song raised his riding whip again, causing the yellow-flowered horse to run wildly in pain, driving the carriage to the fastest speed - it couldn't go any faster, otherwise the carriage would be out of touch with the horse.
King Jin retracted his hand and looked at Song Huiyue amidst the turmoil.
His appearance is not accidental.
Song Huiyue had no intention of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival and did not even visit Qinghui. He also had no intention of admiring the moon alone in the palace. Before the palace banquet was over, he left the palace early and stayed in the streets not far from Song's house.
Seeing Song Huiyue going out, he followed her all the way to Xianqiao South. Seeing Song Huiyue go up to the Cailou, he also followed her down the Cailou, his eyes following her all the time.
There were crowds of people, lights, colorful buildings, and prostitutes between him and her, as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers between Song Huiyue and him, and it would never be possible to see each other.
For the first time, he discovered that he was a spectator, and had been staying away from Song Huiyue's life.
He felt that he loved her, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt at a loss for a while, because Song Huiyue was so good, so bright, and so upright, which made him dirty and sneaky, and his whole person was stuck in the mud.
The monster among.
Song Huiyue was guarding upstairs, and he was guarding downstairs. Even when Jin Shang came nearby, he was indifferent.
He felt like a zombie.
Look at me - he thought.
Song Huiyue didn't notice him, and that didn't matter. As long as he could see Song Huiyue, his heart would calm down and his boiling blood could temporarily cool down.
More and more people came to compete for bids, and the crowd became a tide, spreading to the walls, windows, tree branches, and stone pillars. King Jin's feet were swollen from being stepped on, but he did not move.
It wasn't until Song Huiyue recognized Yin Xiao and that Yin Xiao killed Zhang Rui that he suddenly came back to his senses.
He moved his legs - he stood there for too long, as if roots had taken root in the ground, and he had to use all his strength to pull them up. When his legs moved, his hands, eyes, and brain all moved with him. He watched the Imperial Guards chasing after him, and he had an idea in his mind.
One after another, everyone was thinking about how to get these two little guys to escape.
The carriage was temporarily rented by tourists from Jinming Lake. He didn't even have time to let Huang Ting pack Song Huiyue's package, so he followed Song Huiyue and Yinxiao all the way.
At this time, looking at Song Huiyue in the carriage, King Jin's heart was still hanging in the air. He blinked and shed a huge tear. Fortunately, no one saw him in the darkness.
He lowered his head in embarrassment and uttered a hoarse, dark voice: "Do you have any money?"
Song Huiyue's fingers clenched together suddenly - this man was charming, beautiful, cute, and respectable. He was the Li Shouming she had known since she was a child, but he was also dangerous, the King of Jin who wanted to achieve great things.
She likes Li Shouming, but doesn't like King Jin.
Prince Jin's voice was hoarse, and he was still thinking in her ears: "I don't have much with me, so take it. When you get to the villa, just go through the back door. You are familiar with the road to the villa..."
Song Huiyue stuffed a silver bag into her hand. She put it into her sleeve pocket and thought in her heart: "My lord, I wish you great success."
The gate of King Jin's villa was closed tightly, and the carriage, whipped by You Song, arrived at the door without stopping: "Your Majesty, we are here, I will go..."
"Break in!" King Jin issued an unquestionable order, "Hold on!"
Just as You Song loosened his hand to rein in the horse, he raised his whip and whipped it violently. The horse dragged the carriage and ran away. Then, with a "bang", the door was smashed into pieces.
You Song put his hands in front of him, protecting his vitals while shouting for the prince, and rolled to the ground.
The carriage and the door panels were shattered, the horse that was pulling the carriage fell to the ground and could not get up, and the people in the carriage were smashed to pieces.
Two figures rolled out of the mess, and then disappeared into the dark villa.
Su Ting led the imperial guards roaring towards him, with sinister eyes on his face. He got off his horse and raised his hand, causing people to surround Zhuangzi.
Last time, he made a big mistake with King Jin and lost the thieves who visited the Zhang family at night. At that time, he guessed that King Jin and the thieves from the Zhang family were a group. Now he saw King Jin breaking into the city gate at night. On the carriage
There must be an assassin.
As long as he can catch the assassin, he can avenge his past humiliation and return to the position of commander-in-chief!
He stood up and the thirty or so people who followed him guarded the entrances and exits of Jinwang Villa. He walked forward and saluted the wreckage of the carriage with crossed arms: "My lord, please don't blame me. It's really Prime Minister Zhang."
After his death, I was ordered to arrest the assassin and guard the city gate, but the prince disturbed me, so I had to chase him to check, and asked the prince to come out."
The carriage was not strong. Wherever it could withstand the collision, it had already been torn apart. Only the four walls of the carriage remained, blocking the figure of King Jin.
King Jin sneered inside: "It turns out that Prime Minister Zhang is dead."
His feud with the Zhang family was no longer a secret in the court, so there was a half-to-sixth degree of joy in this sneer.
You Song got up from the ground and saw that all the servants in the villa were alarmed and rushed to help. He patted the dust on his body, stepped forward, opened the car curtain, stretched out an arm, bowed his head respectfully
Said: "Your Majesty, we are here."
King Jin then put his hand on You Song's arm and used his strength to get out of the broken carriage.
Under the firelight, there were several scratches on his face, and his outstretched fingers were dripping with blood. However, he showed no panic at all. He still looked dignified. His peach blossom eyes were like paint, shooting out two cold stars, and he glanced at Su Ting.
, there are heroes fighting between dragon and tiger.
Standing still on his feet, he let go of You Song, stretched out his injured left hand, and looked carefully under the firelight. He saw a piece of sawdust as thick as his little finger stuck in the palm of his hand. Without saying a word, he reached out and pulled it out.
"Your Majesty!" You Song stepped forward quickly and ordered the servants to get wound medicine and white fine cloth. He also ordered someone to deliver a message to the city, inviting Huang Douzhi to come.
King Jin let You Song hold his injured hand, looked at Su Ting and said, "I don't know whether Deputy Commander Su is incompetent or intentional. As long as the matter is related to the Zhang family, he will not let me go."
Su Ting's face stiffened at the word "vice", the corner of his mouth twitched sharply, and his heart became more and more cruel.