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

Mr. Mo held the reins in his hands and smiled lightly.

"The city guards are listening, His Highness King Yi is committing rebellion in the name of disaster relief, intending to use a fake epidemic to harm the people of Antai Town.

When his plan failed, he ordered the massacre of the town. The people rose up to resist, ransacked the magistrate's mansion and robbed property. "

He paused, his voice brisk and sharp: "His Royal Highness King Yi was unfortunately killed in the melee. We will take His Highness's body back to the capital."

King Yi was startled, his eyes widened in disbelief: "You!"

Mr. Mo smiled slightly: "Your Highness, don't worry, I will take good care of your body."

An Cizhou was also covered in blood, standing beside Meng Mengliang, holding half a wooden stick in his hand: "Your Highness, who is he!"

King Yi was asked.

Ever since he met Mr. Mo by chance three years ago, he was attracted by Mr. Mo's amazing talent, and helped him get rid of several disobedient political opponents. Since then, he has placed great trust in Mr. Mo.

But speaking of it, it seemed that all he knew about Mr. Mo was the name.

At first, people were sent to secretly investigate, but nothing was found. When Mr. Mo was in the capital, he lived in the palace, lived in seclusion, and had little contact with outsiders. Gradually, he let down his guard.

"Me? Just an unknown person," Mr. Mo laughed loudly, and then his laughter stopped, "Your Highness, King Yi, go on your way with peace of mind."

King Yi burst out of his chest with anger and sprayed it at Mr. Mo: "Whose person are you?"

Mr. Mo cupped his hands in the direction of the capital: "Your Highness, please let me see you off."

King Yi was struck by lightning: "You...are you the prince's man?"

That's it!

No wonder the prince would rather pretend to be sick than come. He doesn't have to come at all. He just stays comfortably in the East Palace. Everything belongs to him.

King Yi gritted his teeth and wished he could eat Mr. Mo alive: "Despicable, villain!"

Mr. Mo patted the horse's neck and said disapprovingly: "Your Highness, you can scold me at will."

The number of the city guards was obviously large, and they were still unscathed, but King Yi's subordinates were injured.

King Yi said angrily: "I may not lose. Let me listen. Whoever destroys the city guard for me will not be held responsible for what happened today!"

After the words fell, a cold voice said with a smile: "You said it very lightly."

King Yi turned around to look, Yan Ruyu was holding two knives, and blood was dripping from the tip of the knife. Her face was also stained with blood, the blood was bright red, her skin was white, her eyes were dark, and she was stunningly beautiful.

"Your Majesty just wanted to put us to death," she raised her knife. "The blood hasn't cooled yet, and now you want us to sacrifice our lives for you? Your abacus is all broken."

King Yi gave a short laugh: "Princess Zhennan, right? I know that Zhennan Palace will never fall easily. As long as you agree to help me this time, I will return to the capital and explain Zhennan to my father immediately." The grievances of the palace require you to return to the capital!"

Yan Ruyu laughed like him: "Your Majesty, look."

King Yi followed the direction she pointed and saw a large cloud above his head: "What are you looking at?"

"Does it look like a big pie to you?"

Yan Ruyu turned to look at Mr. Mo: "Mr. Mo, if you are willing to kill King Yi, we have no objection, but you won't kill people from my Zhennan Palace, right?"

Mr. Mo sat on the horse and looked at her: "The princess is right, not for the time being."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "That's good. Sir, he has deliberate intentions, and he must not be killing him all at once."

Mr. Mo looked at her with interest: "The princess is smart, she is really a strange woman."

Yan Ruyu smiled meaningfully: "Then I wish Mr. Mo success."

King Yi almost vomited blood.

Mr. Mo waved his hand gently, and the city guards came out of the gate like tigers and pounced on King Yi's people.

Yan Ruyu asked the Huo family to gather together. Most of them had minor injuries, but no deaths. They checked each other's injuries, and they all felt like they were surviving after a disaster.

Since we started on the road, it was the first time we were so close to death, and it was also the first time we were so united.

Yan Ruyu distributed medicines to them and simply bandaged them.

Miss Jiang also came forward to salute and thank her: "Thank you for your help."

"No need to be too polite," Yan Ruyu nodded, "Just remember the kindness of King Zhennan."

Jiang Yanmu was about to say thank you, but he choked on the next words.

Yin Ding took medicine to bandage the injured people. The beating was still going on over there. They hid in the corner and were safe for the time being.

Ma Liyu held the knife in both hands and asked breathlessly: "Miss Yan, can we still survive today?"

"Yes," Yan Ruyu said firmly.

"But……"

However, there are too few of them.

"No buts," Yan Ruyu looked at the battle ahead.

"Sister Yan, why don't we take advantage of the chaos and leave?" Meng Mengliang whispered.

"No hurry, just wait."

"Wait for what?"

"Wait until all the trump cards around King Yi are played."

King Yi's men were retreating steadily, and if this continued, there would be no one around him who could fight except the man named Wu.

Finally, a shadow came as fast as lightning, injuring several city guards until it reached King Yi.

Yan Ruyu's lips curled up slightly: It was him who, that night, single-handedly fought against the two masters of her and Huo Changhe.

After a while, there were not many people left around King Yi. His men were trapped and fighting with animals, and nearly half of the city guards were killed or injured.

Yan Ruyu smiled slightly: "Silver ingot! Fire the signal arrow!"

Yin Ding agreed, took out the prepared signal arrow, and blew it up into the sky.

After putting away the silver ingots, I suddenly realized that I heard it right this time, what I just called was silver ingots!

Not Yin Tuo!

The two sides were fighting when they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance, like a torrential flood, rushing towards them.

Everyone turned around, dust was flying in the distance, and dozens of fast horses flew closer.

"Crack!" The horses stopped in unison.

The people on the horse were dressed in different clothes, and the knives and swords in their hands were also different, but they had the same momentum, and murderous intent burst out from their bodies. Dozens of them were like dark clouds pressing over the city, like thunder about to come, rolling unstoppably.

Mr. Mo slowly straightened his back, frowning and wondering: "Are you from Shuangfeng Mountain?"

King Yi seemed to be grasping at straws: "Shuangfeng Mountain? Isn't that a bandit?"

"Listen carefully! I am the King of Wings of the current dynasty. If you save me, I will definitely give you a heavy reward!"

Mr. Mo sneered and looked at him like a fool: "Your Highness King Yi, I probably forgot to tell you that Shuangfeng Mountain is mine too."

King Yi: "..."

The horse queue was divided on both sides, and a tall black horse walked out from the middle.

Immediately, a man sat upright, wearing a silver helmet with red tassels, as bright as blood.

His tall and heroic body was wrapped in silver armor. He wore black military boots, a long narrow knife on his left waist, and a black crossbow looming behind his right waist.

The dark cloak behind him was fluttering gently in the wind, like clouds and waves.

He has an average appearance, but his eyes are extremely dark and bright, like black obsidian, and his gaze is like being cut by a knife blade.

He gently held the horse's reins with his hands, his back straight, his eyes slightly lowered, scanning deeply, like a flying dragon entrenched in the clouds, retracting its sharp claws, looking down at the world.

The leader of the Yiwang guards said loudly: "Come quickly to see His Highness Yi Wang, surrender to His Highness, and help His Highness kill the thief, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the knight immediately took off the crossbow and lightly hooked his fingers.

There was a slight "chi" sound.

Blood splashes.