After rebirth, the prince fell into the hands of the princess again

"Thank you, Your Highness. Please make sure to hand the cloth to His Majesty. The lives and property of the people in Huai County all depend on Your Highness. Your Highness is the God of War of the Li Dynasty. Please do not let down this holy name."

"This king...will do his best."

Rong Yan couldn't give Lin Qingyuan any guarantee, and one person could never give another person any guarantee.

After leaving the Lin Mansion, Tang Mumu reminded herself in her heart no less than ten times that she must not turn back. Bringing the cloth back to Beijing was the most important thing. Lin Qingyuan's time was approaching, and people who were poisoned by the snake spirit Gu would not survive, so it would be in vain for her to go back.

Rong Yan turned around and looked at Tang Mumu. Seeing that her eyes were red, he didn't have time to say more words of comfort. He just ordered: "Jin Yu, take the princess and Ji Chu back by water. I will go to the government office first, and then return to Beijing by the same way."

Rong Yan stuffed the cloth into Song Jinyu's hands and said, "I'm counting on you."

Song Jinyu tightly grasped Rong Yan's sleeve, and even his voice was more serious than usual, "You want someone to go get the booklet, and you also want someone to lure away the killer. You are still injured, so I have to go."

Rong Yan was helpless and said coldly: "Now is not the time to joke around."

Song Jinyu let go of his sleeve, his eyes moist. He never thought that it would be so difficult to get out this time.

"You and Ah Chu take the cloth back to the capital and give it to the emperor. Rong Yan and I will go together."

Tang Mumu shouted, snatched the cloth from Song Jinyu's hand and stuffed it into Ji Chu's arms, who also looked at him with wet eyes.

"Mumu..."

"Why are you crying? We are not going to die. The cloth is the most important thing. You and Song Jinyu must be well and deliver the cloth to the emperor as soon as possible. Don't worry, Your Highness and I will return to the capital safely. You must be careful along the way."

Tang Mumu understood that what Prince Shun wanted was not only the cloth, but also Rong Yan's life. If they split their troops into two groups, Prince Shun would definitely bring more people to stop Rong Yan, which would also help Song Jinyu and the others buy more time.

Ji Chu nodded vigorously and hid the cloth in his arms, "Okay, I will wait for you in the palace. I won't leave if you don't come."

"it is good."

Ji Chu pulled Song Jinyu over and used Qinggong to leave the Lin Mansion. Rong Yan looked at Tang Mumu with mixed emotions.

"Don't talk too much, let's go to the government office first." Tang Mumu knew what he wanted to say, but she didn't want to listen. She tiptoed onto the eaves and headed towards the government office. Rong Yan had to follow closely behind her.

The two returned to the government office and found the booklet that Lin Qingyuan mentioned. When they were about to leave, they discovered that Prince Shun's men had surrounded the government office tightly.

Tang Mumu and Rong Yan stood sideways in a defensive posture, not expecting Prince Shun to move so quickly.

"About forty or fifty people, are you sure?"

Tang Mumu was a little anxious. The number of people in the previous two times combined was only as many as this time. The previous two times, there were four of them fighting together, but now there were only her and Rong Yan. Although Rong Yan's injury had almost healed, he was still injured. If the wound was pulled, it would only cause more trouble.

Rong Yan noted down the surrounding structures, thinking about where it would be easier to escape. Hearing this, he said in a deep voice: "I will throw you out in a moment, and you can use the force to fly to the eaves of the opposite house. From there, you will reach the moat of Huai County and escape through the river."

Tang Mumu looked at the eaves he mentioned. Going there was indeed the best way at the moment.

"What about you? Let's go together."

"Of course we have to go together. You go up first."

After saying that, Rong Yan put his palms on his knees, and the moment Tang Mumu stepped on him, Rong Yan threw her out with force. When Tang Mumu flew up, the killer drew his bow and arrow. Almost in an instant, Rong Yan came to them like a ghost, and blood gushed out wherever the sword went.

"Come up quickly." Tang Mumu stood firmly on the eaves and shouted to Rong Yan below. The moment she threw the stone, Rong Yan also flew towards her. The stone knocked down the people chasing behind Rong Yan. Tang Mumu grabbed Rong Yan's hand, and they jumped into the river without hesitation.

Song Jinyu and Ji Chu took the water route, and since Prince Shun's target was not them this time, the journey was smooth. It only took them five days to return to Shangjing, and the gate of Shangjing was right in front of them.

"You go back first with the blood letter. Remember to hand it to my grandfather. He will deliver it to His Majesty. Go back to the Song Mansion and wait for me."

Song Jinyu stuffed the reins into Ji Chu's hands, turned around to leave, but Ji Chu grabbed his sleeve. Song Jinyu turned around and looked at her.

"You come back with me to find Grandfather. I know you are going to save the prince and princess. We went out together, so we must come back together. I must go with you."

"No, this journey will be full of dangers. Besides, if my grandfather knew, he would definitely not let me leave the Song family."

"Then let's deliver the blood letter to the palace ourselves, and then go to rescue people together. Song Jinyu, I can't let you go alone."

Ji Chu tightly grasped Song Jinyu's sleeve, as if he was afraid that he would run away if he let go. Song Jinyu was stunned, as he had never seen Ji Chu like this before.

"The lives of the prince and Mu Mu are lives, and our lives are lives too. It's not that we can't die, but we have to die a worthy death. We have received the blood letter, and we must send it to the palace first. After that, I will listen to you on how to save people."

Ji Chu looked calm, and Song Jinyu didn't know how to refute her.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The two did not return to the Song Mansion, but went directly into the palace at night.

That night, it was raining heavily. Tang Mumu was glad that she could find a dilapidated temple to take shelter before it rained. But when she turned around and saw Rong Yan, she was not so glad anymore.

"Why did you block for me? Don't think that I will be grateful to you just because you took a sword for me. Those people's target was you. I just had the bad luck to become your companion. They actually wanted to kill you, so you can't use the favor of saving my life to force me to do things for you, understand?"

They had been ambushed three times in the past few days, and each time the assassins became more difficult to deal with. When the sharp blade stabbed at them yesterday, Tang Mumu did not expect Rong Yan to fly over and block the sword for him. At that time, he was already unable to take care of himself, so how could he have the mind to care about himself.

Although he said he wasn't grateful, he felt extremely guilty because Rong Yan was injured when he blocked the sword for him.

"Ah."

Tang Mumu moved the fire towards Rong Yan. Because of his nonchalant "hmm", she felt guilty again. She felt that she had gone too far. Rong Yan was already in such a miserable state, but she was still worried that he would use the grace of saving his life to blackmail her.

"How are you? Are you feeling better? I'll go find you some medicine. Wait for me."

Tang Mumu turned around, picked up the bag on the ground and shook it vigorously. There was nothing in it except a few pancakes. Most of the things in the bag were lost when he jumped into the moat earlier, and the remaining medicines could not be used because they were soaked in water.

Tang Mumu threw the package back to the ground in frustration. After a while, he picked up the two pancakes on the ground, brushed off the ashes on them, picked up a branch, passed it through the pancakes, and roasted them over the fire.