As soon as the words fell, after Empress Gongsun heard the "Sheng'an Gate", she walked outside the Chang'an Palace first, and Emperor Jianqing also followed her, but the Empress Dowager Wen did not move, and she was a little flustered now.

"Your Majesty, the ins and outs of the situation have not been figured out yet, if the plague ......" Empress Dowager Wen also followed, she grabbed Emperor Jianqing's sleeve tightly, wanting to stop the emperor, she must not let the emperor go up to see Song Han who came back alive now, she feels that something is not good, then Song Han ...... If it's really not dead......

Emperor Jianqing's footsteps stopped, his eyebrows frowning tightly, "If it's really Song Han, if there's really a plague, he won't come into the city!" ”

He will definitely choose not to get out of the fire

After Emperor Jianqing said this, he walked out of the Chang'an Palace.

Empress Dowager Wen was stunned, and her hand holding the emperor froze in mid-air.

After the emperor left, Gongsun Piaoxue and Aunt Rong also followed closely, and when the eldest princess Linglong left, she glanced at the Empress Dowager Wen, and there was a different look in her eyes

After everyone had left, Empress Dowager Wen still didn't move, and the Jin King Nangong Mo beside her had a very bad face.

"Queen Mother, if Song Han is really not dead, then let's ......" Nangong Mo's tone trembled slightly, looking at Empress Dowager Wen, he had no idea in his heart.

"No, it's a plague, how can anyone hide from it, and besides, we've all seen the fire, is it still fake? It's all gone, it's true! Empress Dowager Wen's eyes tightened, and she looked at Nangong Mo, "Mo'er, today, I have used my greatest strength to make this position of the secret envoy, it must be yours!" ”

When the words fell, the Empress Dowager sighed and walked outside the Chang'an Palace.

Nangong Mo looked at the back of the Empress Dowager Wen leaving in a daze, of course he understood what the Empress Dowager meant by what she said.

His identity - the son of the emperor!

If Song Han was really alive, would the son of the emperor really be able to snatch the position of the secret envoy from Song Han?

Nangong Mo was a little hesitant in his heart, but even so, he didn't want the fat in front of him to slip away.

Hanging the secret envoy position, he Nangong Mo is bound to get it!

The ambition in his eyes became more and more obvious, and then he turned away.

From beginning to end, no one noticed Shangguan Yue, who was dressed as a palace maid, looking at a touch of white clothes, the peerless figure left his sight, and the corners of Shangguan Yue's mouth were more obvious.

She heard the words of their mother and son just now, can the position of the secret envoy really only be Nangong Mo?

She must see, until now, how the mother and son will fight for the position of this suspenseful envoy!

And the good show that I prepared......

Thinking of something, the expectation in Shangguan Yue's eyes became even more obvious, and she was a little impatient.

Arrived at St. Ann's Gate.

Just now in the Imperial Garden, Emperor Jianqing ordered the end of the practice banquet, and all the guests left the palace one by one.

Just when many people were heading to St. Anmen's Gate and were just about to walk out, a man in a black shirt galloped on a fierce horse, and the token tied around his waist that only the son of the Chu family would wear was seen by everyone present, especially the silver mask that was already very familiar, and someone immediately discovered who he was.

Suspense makes the Lord Song Han!

But...... But in the fire not long ago, Song Han was clearly burned to death in the Divine Machine Court, how can he ...... now

Everyone was particularly suspicious, and even some people who had left the palace very early, when they heard about this, they immediately turned around and returned to the palace.

Now, in the square outside the St. Ann's Gate, rows of carriages leaned to the side, and in the closest place to the St. Ann's Gate, he rode a fierce horse, the man with a majestic back, pulling the reins, driving the horse steadily, and the black mask kept flashing in the sun.

"Suspense...... Isn't that a secret envoy? ”

On the carriage of Shangguan Mansion, the curtain was gently pulled aside, and Lian'er looked up at the man on the horse, just glanced at the figure, but even so, because the county lord was deeply impressed by him when he got married that day, she was very sure that the person was Song Han.

"It is said that the Hanging Secret Envoy died in the fire of the Divine Machine Court, but why is it ...... now?"

Lian'er muttered in her mouth, realizing something, her eyes flashed, "County Lord, if the Lord of the Secret Envoy really survived, would the second lady not die yet?" ”

Lian'er looked up at the woman in the carriage, and found that she had pulled off the veil, and looked fixedly out of the carriage, all of which were scarred and wrinkled faces, and there was unconcealable joy emanating from her body.

Joy?

She didn't know how long it had been since she had noticed such an emotion on the county lord's face?

Since the fire ruined the county lord's face, the county lord has only despair and helplessness every day, even when calculating Shangguandun, she can observe that the county lord is not really happy because of the success of revenge, but now...... Lian'er looked at her gaze, and her eyes were once again fixed on the back of the black-shirted man on the fierce horse......

"Really, it's really him, he's still alive, he should have been...... He shouldn't have left like this......" Nangong Ripple's hand pinched the embroidered handkerchief hard, and just like that, he muttered to himself, such a heroic man, even God would take care of him, how could he leave at such a young age!?

Lian'er looked at Nangong's rippling look in her eyes, and was slightly stunned in her heart.

Is the county lord so happy when he sees that the secret is not dead?

Also, the suspense makes the lord have a life-saving kindness to the county lord, but ......

Lian'er quietly looked at her master, and somehow, the county lord's eyes contained too many things that she didn't understand.

On the carriage next to him, the situation inside was very different from Nangong Ripple's side.

The carriage turned back, and when the people in the carriage found the man standing upright outside the St. Ann's Gate, the faces of all the people near the carriage had an indescribable seriousness.

"Still alive, still alive......"

In the carriage, Wei Chi Qi muttered in his mouth, staring at Song Han with eyes full of conspiracy, he was actually alive, he only knew the situation, the soldiers of the Shenji Court are also waiting outside the Tianyin Mansion now, what does this mean?

Is the entire Shenji Court okay?

But the plague ...... Where did the fire burn the other night?

In addition to him, Old Madam Wei Chi's face was also very stiff.

"Now that Song Han is still alive, the fire deceived us all." Old Mrs. Wei Chi held her hand tightly, no, everything is wrong, the Wei Chi family snatched the power of this secret envoy, according to the current situation, it is obviously a huge mistake......