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He was familiar with the setting up of the formation inside the palace, and also with their style. Once the first attack failed, they would be attacked by a different group of people, and their moves would not be repeated, not giving the opponent any chance to see through them.

This was a very reasonable arrangement. It was watertight, but it was a pity that their target was the Third Prince that they were getting along with day and night.

He Lan Xue left after touching for a while. She didn't want to keep on fighting, so she dashed out of an alley in the blink of an eye.

When he turned his gaze over, he finally saw Rong Xiu.

A young girl dressed in plain clothes, Murong Xiu, was standing in front of an official in a dark blue make-up suit.

There were four black-clothed men surrounding them.

Seeing him barge in, the six of them weren't too surprised. The blue robed official in the middle didn't even turn around, as though the person who passed through the ranks of experts was just an illusion.

Just from this calmness, He Lan Xue had already guessed who he was.

In the current era, there was only one person who was below and above everyone else.

Lan Fei and Pei Ruochen were the fathers.

Even in his middle age, he was still a graceful man.

He was the prime minister of the imperial court who was full of legends.

Pei Linpu.

"Empress, you're so willful. Have you never thought about the over one hundred people of the Rong family?" asked Pei Lipu in an unusually low voice, as if he had lost his patience.

It was like the undercurrent below the pool, so turbulent that no one could avoid it.

Murong Xiu's face turned pale.

"If I go back, how could His Majesty let the Rong family go?" Rong Xiu asked with a trembling voice, "He always placed a hope in front of me, telling me to keep walking forward. I thought that if I gave up some things, I would be safe once I reached there. He Lan Chun, he won't give up anything for me, he already decided to eradicate the Rong family, no matter if I return or not, he will do it! Why did you use it to threaten me and lie to me! "

He Lan Xue took a step forward, and the four Death Soldiers beside her finally showed some slight reaction, and slowly walked towards her.

The royal experts who had been broken through were also very graceful. Once He Lan Xue broke out of the encirclement, they didn't pursue her and still maintained their positions.

No one would be surprised, and no one would be worried.

Because in the final checkpoint, there were no survivors.

The four people walked over, extremely slowly, without a single speck of dust. However, there was no gap between them, so they were on their guard.

He Lan Xue was ready, but her gaze was unable to leave her.

Rong Xiu didn't look at him, she only looked at him sadly and stubbornly, word by word, "I have already abandoned A Xue once. This time, I must find him. I want to return to A Xue's side. I will never see He Lan Chun again!" If you want to stop me, you have to kill me! "

"Empress!" He knew he should not listen to the love of the emperor, and interrupted her in a low voice.

He Lan Xue's heart trembled. A strange light flashed in her eyes. That sharp light was something that even Rong Xiu couldn't avoid.

She turned her head and looked at the stranger in front of her in confusion.

Her eyes were clear and beautiful, ethereal, and so beautiful that she couldn't bear to look at him directly.

"Is what you said true?" He Lan Xue asked with a trembling voice.

"Ah Xue?" Murong Xiu was startled. His voice was also trembling as he retorted, "Xue?"

"Do you mean what you say?" He Lan Xue took a step forward, completely disregarding the heavy killing intent around her.

The four men made as if to move, but Pei Linpu shook his head almost invisibly, and they did not move again.

"A Xue." Murong Xiu's expression changed a few times before he suddenly became calm. "Take me away."

"Alright." She nodded and stretched out her hand.

That ordinary face, because of this smile, was no longer unfamiliar. It was handsome and elegant, and its luster was oppressing.

Pei Linpu's eyes flickered, but he remained silent.

That golden couple had originally been the scenery of the entire imperial court.

He Lan Xue walked closer and closer.

Outside of their world, everyone was completely empty.

They held hands together.

The corner of He Lan Xue's mouth hooked up into a dreamy smile.

"Your Highness." When they decided to leave, Pei Lipu, who had been tacitly acquiescing, suddenly spoke up. "You should know what the consequences of your actions will be."

"Let him come find me. Tell him that no matter what he wants, I will give it to him." He Lan Xue said lightly, "But from now on, Rong Xiu is mine."

"I'll tell you." He seemed to have no intention of stopping her, as if he had not taken her with him.

"Thank you very much." He Lan Xue nodded. She then turned to Pei Linfu, looked at his dignified face and said calmly, "This time, I owe you a favor and also a favor to Pei Ruochen. In the future, if there's a chance, I will return it to the Pei family."

"Your highness, please take care of yourself." Without a word, Pei lowered his eyes and made a quick gesture with his hands. The pawns hidden in the shadows faded away like the tide, silent and powerful.

The four Death Soldiers, who had been approaching Houlan, also retreated to Pei's side.

He Lan Xue held onto Rong Xiu's hand with a solemn expression. Her palms were dripping with sweat. She tightly pulled, as if once she lets go, the person in her hand will once again be so close to the world.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she silently followed his footsteps.

When they finally walked out of the alley, a person quietly appeared beside He Lan Xue. It was Yi Jian. He probed, "Your Highness."

"All of you, retreat. All of your plans will be cancelled."

"Your Highness!" Yi Jian's expression changed slightly.

"Stop talking, retreat immediately, don't let Pei Linfu retaliate." He Lan Xue firmly stopped him. Then, with a firm step, she walked towards a completely unknown future.

Yi Jian stood there awkwardly for a moment before he turned around and looked at his lover.

She sat on the opposite threshold with her hands on her knees. Her eyes were clear as she looked at them through the world.

He paused for a moment. He wanted to walk over, but he didn't know what to say. All he could do was bow from afar.

Her lover smiled.

The sword left.

Yi Renfu lowered his head again and played with his clothes, thinking about what he had just seen.

The hands that Helan Xue and Rong Xiu were holding were so firm, so sudden, so inseparable.

She felt that she should not return.

If he wasn't a smart person, he should at least be tactful.

Relying on a tree, no matter how hard she tried, if it was already planted in someone else's garden, her lover knew that it was no longer appropriate for her to go there to enjoy the cool.

She sat for a while longer, waiting for the sun to set. She patted the hem of her dress and stood up after the people at the fair had gone home.

Looking around, he actually didn't know where he should go.

After taking a few steps, she subconsciously pressed her stomach. It seemed like she hadn't eaten in a long time.

She woke up in the morning and rushed to the market with He Lan Xue. She didn't have the divine arts to protect herself, so it was normal for her to be hungry.

When people are hungry, they become especially sensitive to the fragrance.

Especially when there was no destination, he would naturally follow the scent.

Her lover stopped walking and noticed that she had unknowingly walked to the restaurant in the middle of Suiyuan City. There was a table within the restaurant that was full of people eating heartily and the dishes on the table were extremely sumptuous.

"The people of the heavens are indeed living too comfortably. Even the wine is so light." A man in a fur coat sitting in the middle of the room raised his head and drank the entire bowl of wine in front of him, exclaiming loudly.

"Wang... Young master, "an older man at the table reminded him in a low voice," please pay attention to your words.

The man in the fur coat chuckled. The person beside him quickly filled the empty bowl in front of him. He picked it up again and suddenly saw a girl outside the door, who was tilting her head to look in his direction.

The girl's face was small and round, and her eyes were bright and round. Her clothes were just ordinary clothes and cotton pants, and they were a little dirty, making her look like she was in dire straits.

"Young master, should we chase her away?" A burly man wearing a woolen jacket came over and asked.

The man raised his hand to stop the crowd. Then, he raised his voice and asked, "Miss, would you like to come in for a drink?"

When her wife heard this, she was overjoyed. She impolitely stepped into the door, sighing in her heart: There are so many good people in this world.

When the crowd saw how impolite she was, their faces immediately revealed expressions of loathing. Only the man in the fur coat looked at her with interest and a smile on his face.

She walked over to the table and looked around: there were seven of them, and the man she was talking to was probably the head of the family, sitting on the east side of the table. On his left was an old man with a white beard. He had a kind expression on his face, and was also the one who had warned him to pay attention to his words. Opposite of them was a group of able-bodied armed men, all of whom had their eyes closed. Although they were sitting at the same table, they only sat at the corner of the chairs and spontaneously lowered their body.

Of these eight people, the only empty spot was the man's right side.

Her lover sat down and shifted his butt to find the most comfortable position.

The old man couldn't help but furrow his brows, while the other six people acted as if they were facing a great enemy. Only the man in the fur coat had a smile on his face as he handed her a set of chopsticks.

The lover looked at him gratefully, and suddenly saw that his hair, slightly curled, matched his features: his face had the perfect Greek contours, noble and clear.

Like Apollo in the comic book.

"Everyone says that the woman in the sky is a reserved person, but this little girl is quite rude." The white-bearded old man saw her smile and he started to eat heartily. He could not help but grumble in a low voice.

Before she came, everyone was still on alert, but when the other person actually sat down at the table, all traces of hostility disappeared without a trace. The old man's tone became casual.

She was a defenseless girl.

When she heard this, she swallowed the lamb that she had just stuffed into her mouth and said, "Let's compete."

Everyone was slightly stunned. The man in the fur coat asked, "What do you want to compete in?"

"You just said that the alcohol is too light, and we're already competing in terms of alcohol. I definitely can't win against me." She wiped the grease from her mouth and spoke confidently, "This wine is really very light. Are you sure you want to compete?"

His tone was practically a public seduction.

The man in the fur coat laughed involuntarily. "What's the wager?"

"If you lose, you have to do one thing for me. If I lose, I have to do one thing for you. "It doesn't matter how tired I am." Her lover blinked and said seriously: "Let's get to know each other first, I am called my lover. The lover is his real name. "

The man lowered his head, suppressed his laughter and said, "Alright, it's a deal. My name is — — Yan Han. " Pausing for a moment, he then added, "It is also his real name."

"Oh." "En," the woman answered indifferently. She then picked up the jar of wine that was already on the side and poured herself a bowl.

The old man was silent at first, but when he saw this, his eyes flashed. He suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait." Little girl, did you not think of anything after hearing this name? "

The girl looked up at him quietly and said calmly, "I don't know that name."

Her expression was especially sincere, without any hint of falsehood.

However, the words that followed made the old man not dare to relax in the slightest.

"But I know who he is." Her lover said calmly, "He is the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom, right?"

As soon as her voice faded, the six people sitting across from her drew their swords and glared at her.

This time, Yan Han did not stop his men. Instead, he propped himself up on his elbow and smiled as he watched his lover's reaction.

In his heart, it wasn't that he didn't care.