Realizing that the steps of the palace man in front of him had stopped, He Mucheng quietly exchanged the anesthetic gun from the system, but before he could take it out, he felt a pain in his neck!
The moment he fell, He Mucheng seemed to see a flash of ferocity on Sima Ling's face.
"Nan's Ayan, you too have today!" Seeing her fall to the ground, Sima Ling raised his chin proudly.
She slowly approached with the dagger raised. Under the moonlight, the sharp blade in her hand glowed with a cold light, as if the next moment, it would pierce He Mucheng's heart.
However, just when Sima Ling raised his sword and dropped it, a secret guard appeared. The other party immediately blocked Sima Ling's movement and said hurriedly, "Princess, the Duke of Wuchang County has an order to capture her alive."
Sima Ling's face darkened, and he threw the dagger in his hand far away angrily.
"I know, I don't need you to remind me!"
After saying that, she waved her fingertips and said, "Go through the side door and avoid Ji Yunyuan."
Not long after, a carriage drove out of the palace from the side door.
Ji Yunyuan waited at the palace gate for a long time, but did not see He Mucheng coming out, so he sent people to inquire a few more times, and then received the news: Nan's Ayan had left long ago.
At that moment, the iron-blooded general who had been dormant for a long time was like a dragon whose scales were touched, and his originally worried eyes were slowly shrouded in angry scarlet!
Sure enough, inside the carriage was the sleeping Concubine Chen.
The carriage finally fell apart!
The two big men who captured him were also killed by arrows flying through the air.
"There are spies everywhere in Jiankang City. The Duke of Wuchang County is determined to win the girl. The Ji family army cannot protect the girl. Your Majesty thought about it and then came up with the only way to deal with it."
As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of footsteps could be heard all around, accompanied by the murderous intent of the stringed bow.
"Is there no way out?" He Mucheng snorted coldly.
The angel hiding behind the red door stared at Ji Jiajun's disappearing figure through the crack in the door. After a long time, he murmured, "I'm gone, I'm finally gone..."
The carriage turned sharply and threw the people in the car to the corner. Severe pain hit them, and the people in the car frowned.
The entire Jiankang City immediately started to buzz with running steps.
"I won't go back with you. If I go back, there will be no way out."
Just when the carriage was about to turn, several arrow feathers came through the air!
A carriage slowly drove up to He Mucheng. One of them opened the curtain and said, "My dear, please get in the carriage."
The two secret guards looked at each other in astonishment for a moment, but soon came to their senses.
Thinking of this, she tried her best to press her back against the car wall to stabilize her body and avoid hitting her head again and causing fainting.
"Ji Jiajun listens to the order..."
The carriages rushing along the official road look like a crumbling old man.
When the palace man saw this, the sharp sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"I didn't know that I had exchanged identities with Concubine Sheng in the palace?" She raised the corner of her mouth sarcastically and looked at the secret guard who responded to her for a moment.
【On the kidnapped carriage.】
Even if she didn't see Sima Ling's face before she fell into coma, she could still guess her captor. Who else could this person be besides Wang Dun?
Wang Dun's intention couldn't be more obvious.
At the same time, another carriage slowly arrived.
This old man wanted Ji Yunyuan to be incompatible with Sima Shao because of her disorder!
He Mucheng turned around and ran a few meters away. Then there was another round of spinning. She stretched out her hand to hold on to the tree trunk and vomited out all the contents of her stomach with a loud sound.
Hmm? Wang Xuan?
He Mucheng stared at the respectful secret guard in front of him and fell into deep thought for a moment.
This person is He Mucheng.
Ji Yunyuan drew out his long sword and climbed onto his horse. When the guards at the palace gate saw this, they had already collapsed to the ground.
He Musheng raised his hand and shook off the arm stretched out to him, turned around and jumped onto the carriage.
With his hands tied behind his back, He Mucheng could only exchange it for a fruit knife and awkwardly cut off the rope for himself. As soon as his wrists were loosened, he heard voices coming from outside the carriage again.
"Nonsense! Am I going to be in the wedding sedan?"
But soon, someone rushed to the horse's position.
She turned around defensively, and saw that the secret guards, who were still solemn at first, bowed their hands to her, "My subordinates' rescue came late, I hope that Concubine Sheng will not blame you."
No, empress? Concubine Sheng?
At that moment, she was suddenly overcome by a sense of suffocation, and the thoughts in her mind became clearer.
Ji Yunyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his originally solemn face became a little darker.
At that moment, Sima Shao's last words slowly emerged in He Mucheng's mind:
"Who is in the carriage?" He Mucheng took a step back, pointed with his bare hands, and his voice was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
"Concubine Sheng, get in the car, you have no way out." The secret guard's response was so sure.
Thinking of this, He Mucheng's heart sank and he nodded to the secret guard in front of him.
At that moment, He Mucheng, who had originally thought about jumping out of the car and escaping, immediately felt at ease!
When Wang Xuan comes, does it mean that at least his life will not be in danger?
As she was thinking this, she heard a click, and before she could react, everything was empty beneath her.
"Nan's Ayan?"
She secretly swallowed the stinging pain in the back of her head and felt the world spinning for a while, while the shaking around her continued.
He Mucheng rolled her eyes and looked for a product in the system that could save her. But the more she looked at it, the more she wanted to vomit. In desperation, she had to give up.
"Lang Jun Wang Xuan."
"No, someone is chasing me." The horseman looked left and right.
Haze rolled up all around, and the howling cold wind circled the branches that towered into the shadow of the moon, making a sound like a ghost, like weeping.
A year later, this despair once again enveloped this extravagant Jiankang.
"System, where am I?" Kankan asked, and she opened her mouth and retched.
Concubine Sheng?
She was called into the palace by Sima Shao, and Ji Yunyuan was waiting outside the palace gate. Now that she is missing for no reason, Ji Yunyuan's temperament will definitely turn Jiankang upside down.
"No matter what, I still have to try my best to fight for myself, right?"
At the same time, there were footsteps approaching from behind.
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman who was huddled in the corner slowly opened her eyes.
Youran remembered that a year ago, Wang Dun invaded Jiankang and allowed his men to burn, kill, loot and commit all kinds of evil. The originally peaceful Jiankang nobles experienced dire straits for the first time.
Another person opened the car curtain, covered his head and cursed fiercely, "Damn it, be careful, if the people inside are hit by you, you will die!"
Soon, he raised his chin and stared at the palace man with trembling legs at the city gate. As he looked at him, he suddenly turned his horse's head and shouted coldly, "Get out of the city!"
"Who is waiting by the river?"
As soon as the suppressed question came out, He Mucheng couldn't help laughing.
She raised her foot and kicked the woman out of the carriage. Before she could stand upright, she heard a hissing sound, and the horse seemed to be frightened and started running wildly regardless.
The soldier took off the silk from the dagger, lit the torch, unfolded it and handed it to the God of War on horseback.
The secret guard hurriedly stepped forward, "Girl, if you don't leave, it will be too late!"
The two lowered their heads and whispered, "It's Nan's Ayan."
The night is still very long.
He Mucheng did not raise a step.
Between the electric light and flint, a figure flashed in the black darkness. A sharp dagger grazed Ji Yunyuan's cheek and was deeply embedded in the carriage beside him. Ji Yunyuan subconsciously tightened the reins and raised his arm.
The doors on both sides of the street were slowly being closed by people from inside. Some people even hid in the corner and trembled and cried, "It's only been a year, who will it be this time?"
He Mucheng knew that the people coming must be Wang Dun's people, and they just wanted to capture her alive. She already knew that it was Wang Xuan who was escorting him this time, and she was not afraid of the road ahead.
The carriage slowly drove away. The secret guards looked at each other and said anxiously, "Quickly, inform the brothers who are ambushing by the river that the person in the carriage is the real Ayan of the Nan clan. Don't kill him by mistake!"
He spat out the last word, and dozens of dead soldiers gathered around him. The eyes of those dead soldiers were filled with bloodthirsty light, and they seemed to want to cut the two men into thousands of pieces before they gave up!
The two stood back to back and prepared themselves, and the other person's response was filled with boundless despair:
