Empress, your husband is invincible

Before Ye Cheng could react, Ling Xuejian, whose eyes were extremely cold, suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

"Follow me first."

Turning his head and taking a deep look at Ling Xuejian, Ye Cheng followed her into the alley opposite the small bridge.

What surprised Ye Cheng was that the moment the two entered the alley.

A sound of horseshoes suddenly sounded on the already empty street.

Turning his head in a panic, Ye Cheng only saw a few elite knights in armor.

This is reinforcements?
how so fast?
Ling Xuejian didn't have any unnecessary reactions from the beginning to the end, but just led Ye Cheng to run wildly in the alley.

The bundle of hair on her head has long been scattered, but she doesn't seem to be aware of it all.

I don't know how far he ran in one breath, before Ling Xuejian stopped under a willow tree by the river.

Turning his head slightly and glanced behind him, Ling Xuejian's eyes were full of frost.

Ye Cheng was shocked by her current appearance, but vaguely, he always felt that the assassination incident just now was particularly weird.

Could it be that Zhuang Shuanglin revealed his strength to her?

This attracted her "temptation" just now?
Glancing around, Ye Cheng's eyes were full of unknown meanings.

"Sir, do you think I planned the assassination just now?"

Ling Xuejian didn't know when she had already pulled up her clothes and sat on the bluestone steps with her legs curled up.

Looking at the slowly flowing river, the frost in her eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by... sadness?
Ye Cheng looked at her sideways, feeling a little puzzled for a while.

"Sit down and chat casually."

She stretched out her white palm and patted the blue stone beside her, but Ling Xuejian didn't look at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng sat down calmly.

"Although I don't know who planned the assassination just now."

"But I know what's wrong."

Hearing Ling Xuejian's nonsensical words, Ye Cheng frowned slightly.

"The supervisor of Qin Tianjian reminded me before he died, asking me to be careful of the people around me."

"I tried it, guards, maids, eunuchs... heh..."

Having said that, Ling Xuejian suddenly chuckled.

"Is it Zhuang Shuanglin?"

Ye Cheng interrupted.

"If Shuang Lin betrays me too, I really don't know who else I can trust."

"It should be my wet nurse. She is the only one who knows about my leaving the palace today."

A trace of sadness appeared on Ling Xuejian's face.

"I haven't seen my queen mother since I was a child, she brought me up."

Ye Cheng once heard the system mention that although the former emperor was absurd and cruel, he had a deep affection for Ling Xuejian's biological mother, and there were no extra women in the harem.

Ling Xuejian's wet nurse should be one of the only two women of the late emperor - Concubine Bai.

Ye Cheng sighed slightly, but was suddenly shocked.

Is Ling Xuejian using her body as bait to deliberately catch Bai Concubine and attack her?

Glancing at Ling Xuejian fearfully and distressed, Ye Cheng felt mixed feelings in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Ling Xuejian picked up a stone and threw it into the water.

Ripples swept across the surface of the river, and a few fallen leaves suddenly swirled and drifted away.

Standing up abruptly, Ling Xuejian turned to look at the alley behind him.

It seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be speaking to Ye Cheng, whispering something.

"This Daling was passed down to me by my father. If anyone wants to take over my country, take my Daling!
You have to ask me first, answer or not! "

"Da da da da..."

Before Ling Xuejian finished speaking, a crisp sound of horseshoes sounded from the alley.

The leading knight was tall, with a resolute appearance, and his black armor was covered with bright red blood. Below the bloody long sword, there were still several human heads hanging obliquely.

Seeing Ling Xuejian, this person jumped off his horse a few steps away.

"The late general came late to rescue him, and I hope His Majesty will punish him!"

Ling Xuejian didn't speak, but frowned and looked at Zhuang Shuanglin behind him.

Zhuang Shuanglin was riding a maroon horse, and the red-clothed slave on the horse was alive or dead.

Meeting Ling Xuejian's eyes, Zhuang Shuanglin rolled to the ground.

"Your Majesty, four of the Dragon Scale Guards were killed, and three of the Dragon Sect bandits and three of the unknown bandits were captured."

"Zhuang Yu, I don't blame you for the late rescue. But do you know how to interrogate?"

Glancing sideways at the armored knight, Ling Xuejian spoke coldly.

"Know!"

Zhuang Yu was ashamed.

"After escorting these people back to your Jinghou Mansion, enter the palace and cooperate with Shuanglin to thoroughly investigate the 'rats' in the palace."

With a wave of his hand, Ling Xuejian turned his head and left.

Zhuang Shuanglin immediately cooperated with his cousin Zhuang Yan, and escorted a group of disgraced bandits to the east of the city.

Ye Cheng was a little confused.

Those people didn't mean to follow Ling Xuejian, and Ling Xuejian was not planning to return to the palace yet?

"gentlemen?"

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and glanced at Ye Cheng, Ling Xuejian was dissatisfied.

"Aren't you going back to the palace?"

Ye Cheng frowned.

The corner of Ling Xuejian's mouth twitched.

"Go back to the palace to see those chickens and dogs jumping around?"

Waving his sleeves, Ling Xuejian took a long breath.

"Speaking of which, I haven't visited Huangdu City a few times. Would you like to accompany me to visit for a day?"

Before Ye Cheng could speak, he saw Ling Xuejian take out a mask as thin as a cicada's wings out of nowhere.

With just a simple kneading, the mask stuck to her face perfectly.

Her original beautiful face disappeared, replaced by a handsome scholarly face.

What does this woman want to do?
Ye Cheng frowned slightly and followed.

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps, and just turned into a street corner, Ye Cheng couldn't help but smile wryly.

What a coincidence...

……

"My lord, the plan has failed."

In an extremely wide martial arts arena, a man clutching his half-amputated arm knelt on one knee, shaking his body and not daring to lift his head.

"what?"

The man holding a long iron gun trembled violently.

"People from the Dragon Sect are also there, and people who look like Prime Minister Qin are also involved."

His half-severed arm dripped blood continuously, and the flat ground was wet in a short time.

Throwing the spear to the attendant dozens of steps away, the man turned around, revealing a bearded face.

"there?"

With a mutter, the bearded man turned his head and looked towards the southeast.

"That's interesting..."

"General, do you see?"

A scribe with a thin face stepped forward quickly.

"I'm afraid the chess pieces in the palace will be useless, so we will carry out the next plan."

The curly-bearded man was silent for a moment, then took the towel from the servant beside him.

Glancing at the trembling man, the bearded man said coldly:

"Drag it on and heal him."

The man with the broken arm breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, drag it to the wild mountains outside the city to feed the wild dogs."

The thin and long face quickly followed the bearded man.

"General, look, are you directing the misfortune towards Prime Minister Qin?"

"Wait and see, isn't that group of people clamoring for the girl to do some martial arts contest to recruit relatives?

Although we can't participate, as a courtier, a few congratulatory gifts... Hehe, it's not too much, right? "