After leaving, the two of them did not dare to stop at all and ran directly in the opposite direction of the city gate.
Ran Ge could imagine that the city gate was probably already heavily guarded. If he wanted to go out of the city, it would be night and he had no plan yet, so don't even think about it.
"Che'er, hurry up, they've probably discovered that they've been fooled and will catch up soon."
As Range ran, she turned to look at Lingche who was following behind.
"stop!"
When he ran to the small village, Range grabbed Lingche, who was still rushing forward, took a long breath, pointed to a household, "We will stay here today."
"Mommy, what if the pursuers catch up?"
Lingche raised his eyebrows and waved his hand, "It's better to run a little more."
"Che'er, the further you run, the worse it will be for us. We have to go back."
Ran Ge stretched out his hand and pointed to a long river in front of the village, "If there is really a pursuer coming, we can hide in the water for a while. Also, there are woods over there, making it easy to escape."
"Actually, I want to run farther away. If that doesn't work, we can leave the city from the other side. It's just that we have to go around some places before we can go back."
Lingche squinted his eyes and looked at the surrounding terrain, and then said: "But, according to what mommy said, it's okay."
"That's right, that's for sure. Let's go, don't disturb others."
Range pointed to the farmer's house closest to the river, jumped over the wall with Lingche, and fell asleep on the beams of a random room. At least, he didn't have to sleep outside in the cold wind. No matter how strong Lingche was,
It was just a child, so Range didn't care. She was afraid that the child's body wouldn't be able to bear it.
Jin Palace.
When Chu Siao heard the news of King Jin's death, he rushed from the military camp to King Jin's mansion overnight.
"Why?"
Chu Siao dragged his heavy footsteps and slowly approached King Jin who was lying there quietly, with a sad look in his eyes. He heard the guards beside King Jin say that King Jin committed suicide on his own, which was hard for him to understand. He didn't
I understand why he did this.
"Your Majesty, my condolences."
The maid who was looking after him bowed to Chu Siao and left the house first.
Only Chu Siao and King Jin were left in the house.
"Since childhood, our two brothers have had the best relationship, but this time, why didn't you help me, why did you want to die? You have the heart to leave everything to me, how can you be so cruel?!"
Chu Siao gritted his teeth and hit the ground with his fist, causing drops of blood to splash on the ground.
"You often say that living is good and that there is hope for you. Even in the critical moment when you were poisoned, you survived. Why can't you do it this time?"
Chu Siao grabbed King Jin's hand, his eyes filled with scarlet red, "Even if Mu Chu is about to perish, we should hold on to the last moment, because we are men and descendants of the noble royal family!"
"Wake up, if you continue like this, how are you going to see the late emperor of the Chu family?!"
Chu Siao shook King Jin vigorously, but the person in front of him didn't react at all. He didn't believe that he died like this. They had just talked a few hours ago, and at that time, he was still fine.
"You died, why?"
After a long time, Chu Siao stood up solemnly. With a heavy heart, he turned his eyes slightly and looked at the desk where King Jin usually sat, as if he could still see him sitting there and smiling at him.
But in the blink of an eye, things have changed and people have changed.
Chu Siao dragged his tired body and walked slowly to the desk, sorting out the unorganized things for King Jin.
"boom--"
Inadvertently, Chu Siao's sleeve swept over the piled books, which were scattered on the floor. His eyes did not look at the mess on the ground, but at the scroll of paintings pressed under the books.
What's this?
Chu Siao frowned, picked up the scroll, and slowly unfolded it.
When his eyes fell on that familiar yet resentful face, Chu Siao was stunned. In the room, all he could hear was Chu Siao's heavy breathing, and the atmosphere was extremely low.
"Ha ha--"
After a long silence, Chu Siao laughed crazily. He took the painting and walked to Prince Jin, staring at him coldly, with ridicule and disappointment in his eyes.
It turns out that neither country nor brothers are worth a woman!
Chu Siao clenched his fists tightly, and his joints made a crunching sound. It was a bit weird and scary in such an atmosphere.
"Is it because of her?"
Chu Siao pointed at King Jin and roared, "Is it worth it for a woman?!"
"Why are you so stupid? Are you still my brother Chu Siao?!"
Chu Siao's eyes turned red, and he stretched out his hand to tear up the scroll, and tiny scraps of paper fell on Prince Jin. Chu Siao's heart was filled with hatred.
Snow dye song!
Suddenly, Chu Siao turned his head and looked out the window with cold eyes. A gust of cold wind blew by, and his long black hair flew in the air. His handsome face became twisted and ferocious because of hatred, and the violent energy on his body exploded in an instant.
And out.
I will definitely let you bury him with him, just wait!
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Chu Siao looked up and roared. At this moment, he was like a fierce ghost, filled with deep resentment.
"Bang bang bang!"
Several explosions were heard, and all the tables and chairs in the room were destroyed except for the place where King Jin lay.
"emperor!"
Feng Qijue was standing outside the door. Hearing the movement inside, he immediately entered the room and looked at Chu Siao worriedly.
"Whoosh——"
The black figure flashed, and Chu Siao pinched Feng Qijue's neck with one hand. His eyes narrowed slightly, with dangerous light and anger in his eyes, "Tell me, where is Xue Range?!"
"I don't know."
Feng Qi never dared to fight back, because he was a king, and it would be disrespectful if the king wanted his subjects to die. He just shook his head slowly, saying that he really didn't know, and other than that, he didn't make any resistance.
Seeing Feng Qijue's performance, Chu Siao's fingers relaxed slightly, "You don't know, don't forget, she has some relationship with you!"
"Does the Emperor suspect that his subordinates are colluding with her?"
Feng Qijue laughed at himself. The Feng family was loyal to the imperial court. He had followed Chu Siao through life and death since he was a child. The result of many years of friendship was this.
"That subordinate is willing to capture Xueran Ge. If she is released from the city, I will definitely kill her myself to show my loyalty."
Feng Qijue saw that the suspicion in Chu Siao's eyes was only slightly reduced, and he did not completely believe him, so he said: "Now, doesn't the emperor still believe it?"
"boom--"
"puff--"
Chu Siao waved his hand and threw Feng Qijue out.
Feng Qijue's body drew a beautiful arc in the air, flew directly into the yard, hit a big tree, and vomited blood. Then, he immediately stood up, leaned over and knelt down, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."