After He Xinxian left, Zhao Hongrun did not delay and led the clan guards to Yuqiong Pavilion.
After ordering the imperial guards to guard the garden outside Yuqiong Pavilion, Zhao Hongrun entered Yuqiong Pavilion alone.
As soon as he stepped into the front hall, he saw Princess Yulong sitting boredly in the hall, holding her cheek in hand and not knowing what to think about.
Obviously, the princess did not know that she was about to be married by the emperor to the capital of Chu, thousands of miles away.
"Sister Huang." Zhao Hongrun called softly.
Princess Yulong, who was interrupted from her reverie, raised her head when she heard the sound and said anxiously: "Hongrun, you are here. What happened recently? None of your Zongwei came to deliver Xinxian's letter to me."
Is it because my Zongwei didn't send it? It's because He Xinxian didn't have the heart to write a letter at all.
Zhao Hongrun smiled faintly, without explaining, took Princess Yulong's hand and walked towards her bedroom.
Princess Yulong was greatly surprised, but when she saw the solemn look on Zhao Hongrun's face, she didn't want to ask more questions, so she had to let him pull her into the bedroom.
The two entered the bedroom, Zhao Hongrun turned around and closed the door, and then whispered to Princess Yulong: "Sister Huang, there is something I have to tell you, but you promise not to scream."
Princess Yulong nodded without knowing what was going on.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun handed her the informant letter.
Princess Yulong glanced at Zhao Hongrun doubtfully and spread it out. In an instant, her beauty turned pale, and she subconsciously covered her mouth, with an expression of disbelief on her face.
"How could...how could..." she muttered in disbelief.
After a long time, she raised her head, and with the few remaining hopes, she forced a smile and said: "Hongrun, you are joking with Sister Huang, right? That must be the case, right?"
"..." Zhao Hongrun remained silent.
Seeing his appearance, Princess Yulong's eyes flashed with sadness, and she collapsed to the ground as if her bones had been removed.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun quickly helped Princess Yulong to the couch.
"I should have known..." Princess Yulong smiled miserably while being supported by Zhao Hongrun and sitting on the edge of the couch.
After a long while, she asked with a wry smile: "When did it happen?"
"About ten days ago... But now, the Chu envoy has arrived at Yongqiu and will arrive in Daliang soon."
"He...he also knows?"
Zhao Hongrun naturally understood that he was referring to He Xinxian in Princess Yulong's mouth, and nodded.
Seeing this, Princess Yulong's face became even more bleak, and she murmured with a bitter smile: "No wonder no letters have come in the past few days..."
Zhao Hongrun patted her back gently and comforted her: "Let's leave this matter aside for now. Sister Huang, I want to ask you something now, and you have to tell me the truth."
"What's the matter?" Princess Yulong forced a smile.
Zhao Hongrun pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Sister Huang and He Xinxian, how far have you two developed?"
"Eh?" Seeing Zhao Hongrun suddenly ask about this matter, Princess Yulong's face turned red for no reason, but a moment later, she smiled sadly again: "Why are you still talking about this until now?"
"Sister Huang, don't interrupt me... Tell me, how far have you two developed? Are you going to marry Fei Yi or Fei Qing?"
"How can I tell Hongrun so...so..." Princess Yulong bit her lip and retorted shyly, and whispered: "I just think...he seems pretty good..."
"Then will the princess be willing to follow him?"
"and?"
Seeing that Zhao Hongrun said to marry rather than to marry, Princess Yulong seemed to have guessed something, and a trace of incredible surprise and relief flashed in her beautiful eyes: "He... could it be..."
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun explained his agreement with He Xinxian to Princess Yulong in detail, and handed a brief letter that He Xinxian left before leaving to the latter's hands, finally allowing the dismal Princess Yulong to recover a little.
A bit bloody.
"He...is willing to give up his family for me?" Looking at the agreement in the letter, Princess Yulong murmured to herself, obviously feeling a little moved.
After a long while, she took a deep breath: "I want to go."
She had obviously made up her mind, but the question was, how to get there? Without help, she wouldn't even be able to get out of the palace.
Involuntarily, Princess Yulong turned her attention to Zhao Hongrun, but she opened her mouth several times, but could not say a word.
Because she understood that if Zhao Hongrun secretly helped her, her brother would definitely be punished once their father found out about it in the future.
She didn't want her brother, who had been very good to her in the past, to be implicated because of her own reasons.
Seeing the troubled expression on her face, Zhao Hongrun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will help you."
"..." Princess Yulong looked at Zhao Hongrun with some emotion, and said hesitantly: "But my father will blame you..."
"Just blame it. Your Highness has always been accused of being naughty, and this time is no different... I also don't want the only royal sister in the palace with whom I have a good relationship to marry far away from the Chu Kingdom, and from then on, Tianshui
Two partitions."
Princess Yulong suddenly felt warm in her heart, and said with sincere gratitude: "Although I still don't understand why you have always been so good to me. But... thank you, Hongrun."
…
Zhao Hongrun was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Without further delay, let's go... If we delay, we won't be able to get out of the city gate."
"Yes." Princess Yulong nodded nervously and quickly changed her clothes.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun stepped out of Yuqiong Pavilion, called the Zongwei Mu Qing, and said: "You go out of the palace first and drive the carriage outside the palace."
"Yes" Zongwei Mu Qing nodded.
"Gao Kuo's plan, you go with Mu Qing... The rest of you, follow me."
All the sect guards nodded and accepted the order.
Stepping into Yuqiong Pavilion again, it happened that Princess Yulong's personal maid Cui'er was coming up with tea. Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun gave Shen Yu a wink.
Shen Yu understood, walked up to Cui'er in a few steps, cupped his fists and cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry."
Having said that, before Tweety could react, he took a step forward, raised his palm and slashed the back of Tweety's neck, knocking her unconscious.
"Tie them up." Zhao Hongrun ordered.
The sect guards had known the plan for a long time, and were not surprised. They walked into the pavilion one after another, knocked out the maids in Yuqiong Pavilion, tied them up with ropes, and stuffed cloth balls into their mouths.
After a while, Princess Yulong changed her clothes and came from the dormitory. She was shocked to see that the maids in her dormitory had been knocked unconscious and tied up.
"Hongrun?...What are you doing?"
"I'm rescuing them." Zhao Hongrun turned around and explained: "If this were not the case and the emperor's sister disappeared, these people would definitely be severely punished... Let's go."
After that, he took Princess Yulong's arm and walked straight out of Yuqiong Pavilion.
On the way to the palace gate, Zhao Hongrun caught a glimpse of many eunuchs near Yuqiong Pavilion.
He knew this very well: these eunuchs must be the young eunuchs sent by his father to monitor the movements of Yuqiong Pavilion.
"Huh? Hongrun, someone called you."
Princess Yulong, who didn't know what was going on, noticed some young eunuchs chasing her nearby, shouting "Your Highness the Eighth Prince" while chasing her.
"Don't look back."
Zhao Hongrun whispered to Princess Yulong and stepped faster.
The group of people hurriedly arrived at the palace gate. Jin Ju, the commander of the guards guarding the palace gate, was really puzzled when he saw the eighth prince Zhao Hongrun and his entourage approaching from a distance.
"It's already this hour, and His Highness the Eighth Prince still wants to leave the palace?"
After muttering in confusion, Jin Ju was about to step forward to greet the eighth prince, but he didn't expect that Zhao Hongrun was a little abnormal today. He ignored him at all and left the palace with a group of people stepping on the point where the palace door was closed.
Jin Ju looked puzzled.
After leaving the palace, not far away, Zongwei Mu Qing was waiting beside him in an elegant carriage.
Zhao Hongrun had asked the clan guards to borrow this carriage from Yong Wang Hongyu's mansion a few days ago. After all, Zhao Hongrun was only somewhat famous in the palace. As for Daliang, his fame was far less than Yong Wang Hongyu's.
If Prince Yong's carriage was used to carry Princess Yulong out of the city, no one would dare to stop her.
For this reason, Zhao Hongrun also asked Zong Wei to borrow a token for entering and exiting the city gate from King Yong. As long as there are no special circumstances, even if the city gate is closed, you can use this token to enter and exit the city gate of Daliang.
Sure enough, with the carriage and token of King Yong Hongyu, Zhao Hongrun and his party left Daliang without any danger and headed towards Shiliting in the southern suburbs.
However, among Zhao Hongrun's clan guards, Wei Jiao, Lu Mu, Zhou Pu and others stayed, because Zhao Hongrun ordered them to stay outside the gate of He's mansion. As soon as He Xinxian left the gate of the mansion, he would bring a horse that had been prepared and also from the gate.
The fast horse borrowed from Prince Yong's Mansion was handed over to He Xinxian.
At the same time, when Zhao Hongrun had already slipped out of Daliang City with Princess Yulong, He Xinxian also finished dinner with his family.
Perhaps for him, this was his last meal in this family.
But just when he returned to his house and was about to sneak out of He's house with his packed luggage, suddenly there was a knock on the door of his house.
He Xinxian was shocked, hurriedly hid his luggage in the quilt, and opened the door with some guilt.
To his surprise, those outside the door were his father He Yu, his mother Zhang, and his grandfather He Xiangxu.
"Grandfather, father, mother." He Xinxian saluted them one by one.
"What are you doing? Why do you look so flustered?" Father He frowned and glanced at his son, asking in confusion.
After all, He Xinxian was just an eighteen-year-old young man, and he was planning something as shocking as abducting a princess. Naturally, he was panicked. Hearing this, he reluctantly said: "My child... My child didn't do anything... I wonder what happened to my grandfather, father, and mother?"
"
"You tell me." Father He seemed embarrassed to speak, so he said to his wife Zhang, and then looked around in the room.
Seeing this, Mrs. Zhang pulled her son to sit down on the bed and said kindly: "It's like this, Xinxian, my mother feels that you are not young anymore, and it's time to find a wife. In the past few days, father-in-law.
You and your father have obtained some portraits of women of suitable age from the court. They are the daughters of the court ministers. Come and take a look and see if there are any suitable ones."
As he spoke, Mrs. Zhang pushed the quilt and was about to spread out the portrait in her hand.
Unexpectedly, when she pushed the quilt, she touched He Xinxian's luggage hidden in the quilt.
"What's this?"
Under He Xinxian's horrified gaze, Mrs. Zhang opened her bag curiously.
"Crack."
King Yong's token fell from the opened luggage and fell on the ground beside the couch.
He Xinxian suddenly felt that his whole body was stiff.
"Huh?"
Father He came over in surprise, picked up the token and looked at it carefully, his expression slightly changed.
"Xinxian, why do you have the entry and exit order from His Highness King Yong?"
He Xinxian was speechless and speechless.
ps: I’m going out at night, so I’m posting this first so that some readers won’t be anxious about waiting. In fact, He Xinxian is the same, he’s just a supporting role that promotes the plot~