On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The eighth princess bit her lips hard to prevent any sound from coming out.

My heart is about to jump out of my chest.

Finally, the thing came in, fluttered its wings, shook its head, blinked at her, and seemed to be holding something in its pointed mouth.

The eighth princess immediately remembered that the Princess of Zhennan had a black starling like this.

No, this is the bird of Princess Zhennan!

Her mind moved slightly, she looked at the two dozing maids, and waved her finger at the mynah bird.

The mynah bird actually looked at the Eighth Princess with disdain, thinking that she didn’t look very smart, and even pointed at her…it wasn’t a dog.

But with a mission to accomplish, the mynah bird walked slowly and quietly towards the eighth princess and opened his mouth to give her the note.

The light was dim, but fortunately there were not many words and the Eighth Princess could see clearly.

She nodded to the starling, indicating that she understood and would do as she was told.

I just don’t know if the starling can understand.

As soon as she nodded, the starling glanced at it with its little eyes, then turned around and flew away from where it came from.

The eighth princess was a little stunned. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that she had just been despised by the bird.

But I couldn't think too much at this moment, because there was a small table not far away with teacups and teapots on it.

She quietly took the teacup, which still had half a cup of herbal tea in it, poured it all onto the handkerchief, and then covered her mouth and nose with it.

After a while, a thin smoke dissipated silently. She stared with wide eyes and saw that the two maids, who had been nodding their heads, had now fallen directly to the ground and fell asleep.

After a while, a figure flashed at the entrance of the tent and a man came in.

He is nimble and light as a civet cat.

The Eighth Princess' heart was pounding as she watched Yan Ruyu approach her.

Yan Ruyu whispered, "Princess."

The Eighth Princess hurriedly asked, "Princess! Why are you here?"

It can't be that he did it specially to see her off.

Seeing her pale face, Yan Ruyu knew that her injuries had not healed. After thinking for a while, she took out some anti-inflammatory and antipyretic pills and gave them to her, and told her how to use them.

The Eighth Princess felt warm in her heart. Even though Yan Ruyu had her own ulterior motives, it was still good to be cared for by others.

"I can't stay here for long. Do you know who is in the third tent?"

The Eighth Princess thought without hesitation: "He was a strange man. I was injured in the car and didn't see him, but I heard Tang Yibai talking to him. He seemed to call him sir, and the man also asked Tang Yibai how the tea tasted."

Yan Ruyu's heart skipped a beat. Mr. Mo? !

From Exile Path to now, we have fought so many times, and finally I see him again!

"What else? What else do you know about that person?"

The Eighth Princess thought about it seriously and said, "Otherwise... that caravan seems to be related to him."

Yan Ruyu thought quickly and realized that this made sense. Mr. Mo didn't care about the caravan. There must be something more important. That is, the caravan was just a cover.

This also cannot explain why the caravans were transporting a bunch of messy and low-quality goods, because they were just pretending.

When the caravan arrived, Tang Yibai was in a hurry to leave. Maybe it wasn't him who was in a hurry to leave, but Mr. Mo who wanted to leave. Where was he going under the cover of the caravan?

Being in such close contact with Mr. Mo made her inevitably excited.

Unfortunately, the information the Eighth Princess knew was limited, and she knew nothing else.

Yan Ruyu nodded, turned and left.

In fact, the Eighth Princess was very envious. Although she was also a woman, the Princess of Zhennan was doted on. Not only did she not have to be trapped in the back house and fight with other women, she could also travel freely and do things that any man could do.

She probably won't be able to live such a free and easy life in her lifetime.

Yan Ruyu came out of the tent. Huo Changhe was waiting for her outside, keeping watch for her. He was also talking to someone. When he saw her come out, the black shadow quickly retreated.

It was the secret guard who was planted there.

"What do you mean?" Huo Changhe asked.

"That tent belongs to Mr. Mo," Yan Ruyu's eyes sparkled, "The caravan should be his, just to hide it from others."

Huo Changhe nodded: "The news here is similar. In addition, there is one more thing."

"what?"

"There is a man in white beside him."

Yan Ruyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the shadow she had seen twice before appeared in her mind.

Could it be...

However, the two times I saw the man in white before, I always felt uncomfortable. Will it happen again this time?

Yan Ruyu vividly remembered the uncomfortable feeling, such as palpitations and myocardial cramps. At that time, it would have been difficult for her to hold on, let alone her fighting ability.

Maybe, that man is the killer that Mr. Mo found?

But this time I am so close to Mr. Mo, it would be a pity to give up just like that.

After some quick thinking, she decided to give it a try and not give up.

But how can I tell this to Huo Changhe?

Yan Ruyu looked up at Huo Changhe and said, "My Lord, Mr. Mo is in danger. You and I cannot be separated. If anything happens to one of us, we can protect each other."

This was what Huo Changhe meant. He was originally worried that Yan Ruyu would have to act separately from him, but after hearing what she said, he immediately agreed.

"no problem."

"Then let's go take a look around the tent first."

The two of them walked lightly over there. The patrol team had just turned over. This was in the wilderness and they were not on a march or fighting. They all had weapons and were not afraid of bandits, so they did not arrange any patrols.

Just find a small team, go around and patrol and be done with it.

When they got near Mr. Mo's tent, Huo Changhe whispered, "His defense here is much tighter than the princess's."

Although there was no one patrolling outside, judging from the angle and distribution of the tents, they were protecting the big tent.

Yan Ruyu held the hilt of the knife in one hand and pinched a few pills in the other: "Your Highness, take this with you. If someone comes suddenly, make him faint first."

Don't disturb others if you can avoid disturbing them.

Huo Changhe nodded and took the medicine.

The two men put on their masks and quietly approached the big tent.

There was silence all around, the sky was dark and starless, with only the faint flickering light of the bonfire.

When he reached the entrance of the tent, the candlelight from inside shone through. Huo Changhe listened carefully, but there was no unusual sound. He used the tip of the knife to gently lift up a little and looked inside. There were quite a few things in the makeshift tent.

There was a desk, a small table, and clothes hangers with a few pieces of clothing hanging on the hangers. The fabrics were gorgeous. There was a person sitting on the other side of the hangers, but he was blocked and had his back to this side, so I couldn't see clearly.

Yan Ruyu took a deep breath and felt carefully to see if she felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, it didn’t.

She breathed a sigh of relief and waited to find out the situation. Even if she still felt uncomfortable by then, she had already figured out everything she needed to know.

Huo Changhe looked back at her, and their eyes met. They walked into the tent one on the left and one on the right, in perfect tacit understanding.

Huo Changhe was as fast as lightning. He raised his sword and stabbed the person sitting there.

Yan Ruyu followed closely beside him, and when she saw the man in white clothes blocked by the clothes hanger, her mind exploded.