For Yue Shaochen and others to reach the capital, it can take as little as two months or as slowly as half a year. If they want to be safe, it will be much better to just cross the river.
After crossing the river, we no longer take the sea route, but take the canal or the land route. There are Su Mo's people there, and Yin Shaotang and others cannot reach there.
Therefore, when Yue Shaochen and others left, it was not relief, but the real beginning of worry about whether something would happen to him on the way and whether he could reach the capital safely.
The very beginning and later sections were actually the most prone to things happening, so Su Mo didn't leave in a hurry, but stayed in Haizhu City to listen to the news.
At the same time, in a secret area, Yin Shaotang was lying on a couch covered with tiger skin mattresses, enjoying wine with a comfortable expression on his face. Two stunning beauties were massaging him next to him. They were wearing gauze dresses and were graceful and delicate.
The body is looming, attracting people's reverie.
He had a pair of hazy peach blossom eyes and squinted at Yan Ji who was ogling him. He didn't know why, but he felt that he had no interest.
The Yan Ji's breasts were surging, and she rubbed his legs gently. Her soft voice seemed to be dripping with honey, "Young Master, can you let me serve you?"
Yin Shaotang stretched out his slender white hands and gently held Yanji's chin. The skin was smooth and not full. Any man who saw her would have his blood boil.
But he didn't have any interest now. What flashed in his mind was Su Mo's face that looked too pure. It was so beautiful, pure, and untainted by the world. He had an urge to see her when she was in a panic.
What is it like.
He knew that his thoughts were terrible, and he should obviously put dealing with them first, but now he actually thought that seeing her reaction would make him feel better.
He stared deeply at the beautiful girl with a gentle expression, as if looking at his most cherished lover, and murmured: "Yue Shaochen must die."
For their plan, and to attack Su Mo, let her see that the plan she thought was foolproof was shattered in his hands.
Vulnerable.
The Yanji blinked her cute big eyes and said with a smile: "If the young master wants him to die, he will naturally not dare to live for another quarter of an hour."
Yin Shaotang smiled, pulled her into his arms, and said teasingly: "What you say is very pleasing to the ear, and I am very satisfied with it."
As he spoke, his fingers flexibly penetrated the tulle. Yanji's body suddenly tightened and she began to pant, wrapping around him like a snake.
He kissed her, and for some reason, there was a faint scent like jasmine on the tip of his nose, but it was not real.
This kind of aura made his desire suddenly soar, and he pressed the beautiful girl under him so hard that she laughed heartily.
The other beauties seemed to be used to seeing each other. She lowered her head, bowed her body, and slowly retreated to get ready.
For a long time, Yin Shaotang asked someone to prepare fragrant soup for bathing, and two beauties helped him scrub his body. At this time, a deep voice sounded outside the curtain, "Young Master, my subordinates have found out about Yue Shaochen and the others."
When Yin Shaotang heard this, he straightened up and said, "Speak."
"Huangfu Jin and Su Mo personally sent him to the sea ship and headed north, planning to cross the river and then turn overland."
Yin Shaotang snorted, "What else?"
He believed that it was the real Yue Shaochen and must be a substitute.
The voice said again: "There are also a group of people taking the dry road to the west, and a group of people taking the northwest direction."
Yin Shaotang laughed, "Oh, it's interesting, it's really interesting. There are three groups of people, which one is the real one?"
