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The clan's mansion is not far from the imperial palace, but it runs counter to the prison of the Ministry of punishment.

All the way out of the palace gate, Yiyang walked in front, Lu He and Lu Shiba and his wife walked behind, and a group of soldiers stood between them.

Yiyang stopped suddenly, and all the soldiers held their breath and pressed the handle of the knife calmly.

"Why? I can't even speak a word now?"

Yiyang glanced lightly, and the soldiers looked at each other in dismay. After a while, they made way for a small path, and the leader said in a low voice: "The humble official also acts according to the order. Your Highness, please make it as convenient as possible."

Lu He stood in place, looked at Yiyang, and watched her slowly walking towards her. She intentionally or unintentionally looked at a turret on the right behind her, and Lu He also followed her gaze. It is not dazzling, the sun is just hanging in the sky and half covered by the turrets, casting a large black shadow, and the blue-gray walls and glazed tiles are indistinct.

Lu He's eyes narrowed slightly, and she wanted to look at it a little longer to confirm whether she really saw something that shouldn't appear.

Yiyang's delicate and graceful face suddenly appeared in the corner of his eyes. Lu He hurriedly withdrew his gaze, stepped back unconsciously, and pressed his palm against the wall.

"It's been a while, miss me?" Yi Yang looked down at her, his eyes were filled with a smile that couldn't be hidden, could it be because of changing back to women's clothes, why did her husband look more delicate than before?

Lu Shiba and his wife were just a few steps away, looking at the two of them, whispering to each other without knowing what they were talking about, with contempt on their faces.

Wen Zhendao was a clean and honest official, and he didn't have the idea that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, which is often held by Confucian scholars. Although he was framed and died early, Lu He, as the eldest daughter of his family, was deeply influenced by him It is the festival of knowing etiquette.

Lu He looked at Yiyang, there will be no end in sight after this farewell, so who cares about the world's comments?

"Think." Lu He hugged Yiyang's slender waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and nodded slightly.

"How much do you think?" Right shoulder was numb, Yiyang stretched out his hand to tuck her hair from the sideburns behind her ear, and kissed her ear.

"Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without a break."

The sound of the drum tower was muffled by Liao Yuan, spreading from the imperial city in the center of Xindu, hitting everyone's ears one after another.

Yiyang's lips were soft, and her pressure became more and more handy. In an emergency, she was still unruffled, and Lu He suddenly felt unknown anxiety.

At three o'clock, the commander couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward to remind him, "Your Highness..."

Before the words fell, several arrows flew through the air, none of them missed, and the commander and other soldiers fell to the ground in response.

During this great change, Lu Shiba and Ruan Niang were almost scared to pee their pants by the pool of blood and dead bodies, they covered their heads tightly and ran around in a panic.

Another rain of arrows shot the couple to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Lu He watched his adoptive parents die tragically on the spot. They adopted her in the first place so that they could become a scholar in the family and save them from heavy taxes. Hai, it stands to reason that she shouldn't have pity and sympathy, but people are more ruthless than grass and trees. For a while, she was stunned in place, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

Although it was time to exchange value, the consequences would be unimaginable once they bumped into the guards on patrol.

"Follow me." Yiyang held Lu He's hand tightly and rushed into the alley——

Chi Liangjun was waiting there early, holding a horse in his hand, handing the reins to Yiyang, glanced at Lu He, rolled his throat, but didn't know what to say.

Yiyang and Lu He got on the horses, and the horses were equipped with waist knives, swords, quiveres, clothes, coils, and dry food.

"Have you arranged everything?"

Chi Liangjun replied in a deep voice: "Right now, there should be chaos at the gate of the palace. The two turrets on the left and right have been replaced by the elite soldiers from the princess's mansion when the value was changed at dawn. There are 300 people in total with the people hiding nearby. They are brave and fearless. A cup of tea. 100 people are scattered in various places in central Beijing. Plainclothes set fire to the abandoned houses to create chaos and divert the servants of the Shuntian government office. 700 people protect two beautiful maids and go to the west gate to cover and disperse most of the soldiers. Ma, Your Highness is going to Donghua Gate. On the way, there are 300 soldiers hiding in the market. Once they hear the sound, they will attack the enemy secretly. The remaining [-] people, His Highness and Miss Wen will go to Donghua Gate and join them. , it is not difficult to rush out of the letter non-stop."

"Ajin, you..." Lu He's eyes turned red suddenly, Yiyang is risking his life to accompany her!

Anyway, with 2000 people, no matter how comprehensive it is, it is like hitting a stone with an egg. Even at Donghua Gate, there are tens of thousands of soldiers defending the city!If they were captured alive, how would this riot be any different from a rebellion? !

Chi Liangjun also looked worried. A big man who stayed up all night was physically and mentally exhausted. His bloodshot eyes looked at Yiyang, almost begging: "Your Highness, if things fail, you and Miss Wen are dead , stop here, Your Majesty loves and protects you, how can the clan mansion be a place to stay for a long time?"

Not far away, the hustle and bustle approached, Yiyang clenched his horsewhip tightly, held the hilt of his sword with one hand, and smiled at Chi Liangjun: "The matter failed, and the two of us will go to the underworld together to continue in the afterlife. I will live in the clan mansion and let her Go to the guillotine?"

Chi Liangjun was speechless, a white light flashed, he closed his eyes tightly, the sharp blade stabbed his right shoulder, and pulled it out quickly.

Yiyang put away his saber, and said softly to him: "Everything is according to plan, I forced you to do everything, you should be careful."

After all, with a wave of the whip, gallop the horse!

The turmoil at the palace gate subsided, and the commander of the Shangzhi Guards sent people to search around. Not long after, they found Chi Liangjun who was walking away with a pale face supporting the wall.

"Master Chi, you——!"

Chi Liangjun pressed the wound with one hand, and held the commander's skirt loosely with the other hand, and said weakly: "Hurry up... hurry up...I can't stop it, Your Highness...she... ran away with that person..."

The commander was like an ant on a hot pot, stomping his feet and said anxiously: "You don't need to say that? Where did you go? There are so many city gates?!"

Chi Liangjun's blood-stained fingers pointed to the west tremblingly: "There...there..."

After speaking, the person fainted to the ground.

The commander ordered someone to carry him away, and led a group of soldiers straight to the west!

Hearing the news, Shuntian Fu Yin felt that Yiyang must be the turtle in the urn this time, and was about to send people to fight for the credit, but several places in the city near the granary were all on fire, well, what credit is there to grab?If the time is delayed and the granary is burned down, he won't be able to chop off two of his heads!

The commanders of several other guards rushed over after hearing the news, and hurriedly saw the two men slipping by to the east, and they looked very familiar, so they wanted to chase after them, and bumped into the Zhiwei army head-on. Doubt, just as he was hesitating, dust was everywhere, and a black mass of heads covered the two women caught in the middle and galloped westward.

"With so many people, how can there be a fake? The one just now is definitely a cover-up! Chase!"

So, go west in a mighty way to catch up.

The road to Donghuamen was not smooth.

Thanks to the early deployment of manpower along the road, it's easy to hide a spear and it's hard to defend against it. Although there are fewer than 600 people, they also attacked and killed many pursuers along the way.

On the bustling streets, calligraphy and painting stalls, jewelry stalls, food stalls, vegetable and fruit stalls, and plaything stalls collapsed in a haphazard manner, and the people screamed and scattered.

The blood path is almost a blood path that has been killed.

There were not many arrows left in the quiver, Yiyang slashed with his sword, his arms were numb.

"Ajin..." Lu He's voice trembled a little.

"Huh?" The pursuers approached, Yiyang clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, glanced back, and said in a warm voice, "Qing He, if you are afraid, close your eyes."

Lu He chuckled lightly: "Why, the killing is all yours, do you want me to retreat with clean hands?"

Two army horses rushed forward, sandwiched the two of them in the middle, drew their swords and swung their swords——

Two fists are no match for four hands, and Yiyang has long been exhausted. Seeing that she was at a disadvantage, Lu He suddenly pulled out her long knife and slashed towards the right. With a knife, he hit the soldier's neck, and the blood spurted straight to the faces and bodies of the two of them.

"Ajin, we're almost there."

Yi Yang chopped the other person off the horse, wrapped her arms around her waist, and said softly: "Don't talk, bow your head."

There is another lane in front of you. Soldiers intercept the road, and there are pursuers behind. There is no way to retreat.

The commoner civilians who just wandered around to buy things quickly pulled out weapons from the corner of the wall, under the table, or from the fruit mountain, and shot long-range or close-up, attacking unprepared by surprise, and making a mess.

Yiyang took out three arrows from the quiver and put them on with his fingers. The bright red blood dripped down his shoulders and elbows, and it was hard to tell whether it was someone else's or his own.

Lu He bowed his head in time.

"Soon-"

The three people standing in the front fell down, and the rest, holding swords and holding knives, met gods and gods and met Buddhas and Buddhas.

But he said that Chen Kang was woken up by Chi Liangjun in his sleep last night, and he actually told him that the long-coveted big white tiger had been haunting the suburbs of Beijing recently. Chen Kang didn't believe it at first, and said suspiciously that even if there was such a thing, why did you have such a big battle in the middle of the night? to tell me?

Chi Liangjun smiled like a fox, and said that His Highness ran into this eye-catching white tiger a few days ago when he was out on a trip, and I heard that there are still many people staring at its tiger skin, for fear that you will be inferior and order me to come quickly when you return to Beijing tell you.

After Chen Kang thought about it, he regained his energy, put on his clothes and boots, asked where he was, and led his troops to look for it overnight.

After climbing half of the mountain and searching several dense forests, not to mention the eye-catching white tiger, there are not even a few elks!

He was cursing in his heart, slandering how this Yiyang used him as a monkey for no reason, and decided to ask her to ride and shoot someday, so he would teach her a lesson.

Just as he was about to step into the Donghua Gate, he saw soldiers defending the city and soldiers of unknown origin fighting non-stop. Yang's figure suddenly felt that something was wrong!

He casually grabbed a soldier who had been hit by the sword and fell by the wall, asked urgently, tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, and swung the whip heavily to chase forward!

He has one man and one horse here, and he has excellent foot strength.

Yiyang and Lu He rode together, the horse was tired all the way, its four legs were trembling, Chen Kang caught up to him not long after.

Yi Yang jumped off his horse and walked up to Chen Kang's horse, and was about to kneel down to him, but Chen Kang hurriedly raised his hand to stop him: "Stop, stop, you bastards, you made your stool very smooth when you were a child, I don't want to eat it You do it!"

"Teacher, are you going to take me back to the capital?"

Yiyang's complexion was pale, she liked to wear red clothes at first, and at this moment, blood was all over her body, Chen Kang smelled the bloody air flowing, and frowned slightly: "You and I will go back, what do you want to do? Do you have to go this way?"

"It's hard to get over the water, if I go back, it will be a dead word."

Chen Kang met her eyes for a long time, then looked at Lu He who was not far away, and sighed countless times in his heart.

"Your archery was taught by me."

Chen Kang looked away and looked into the distance, his voice was tough and straightforward: "Old rules, get on the horse."

Yiyang got on the horse as promised, Lu He held her hand, her fingertips were unexpectedly cold.

"What old rules?" Lu He turned to ask her, but she patted her head and turned back.

"Hold on to the reins, don't look back, look forward."

"drive--!"

Chen Kang rode his horse in pursuit, drawing the bow with one hand and nodding the arrow with the other.

"Swish-!"