Du Weizhen felt sorry for Du Yueyan's obsession, and gently poked her forehead with her index finger, and said angrily: "But don't you know what Meng Fusheng's current identity is?" There is no doubt that he is on Yi Dan's side, do you think he will be ignorant of these unfair terms? ”

He is really a little disappointed in his too simple imperial sister now, if she continues to be obsessed and secretly goes to see Meng Fusheng, he may really do something like house arrest.

Du Yueyan was even more sad, her clear and bright apricot eyes rose with moisture, foggy, and distressed, "Brother Prince, don't say it anymore......"

Du Weizhen hated it so much, but he couldn't bear to say anything cruel to Yan'er like this, so he just threw his sleeves away, leaving an angry back, "You go back and reflect on it, but don't think about Meng Fusheng anymore, I'll let them go later." He deliberately added a word of invitation, which shows that he is really angry.

Du Weizhen did not go to Tulan Chahe in person, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his anger when he saw the man's nasty face, so he only let Sixi go with his hand.

The general meaning of the edict is: You Yidan people have been in the palace for too long, since the two sides have no sincerity to make peace, then we will not keep you, where should you go, don't stay here to obstruct my eyes.

is very domineering and impatient, it can be seen that Du Weizhen has completely torn his face with the shameless Tulan Chahe, and he is not even willing to be a basic courtesy.

Tulanchah was not angry, he did not want to stay here in the first place, and the longer he stayed, the more dangerous his situation became.

Because of his injury, Tulan Chahe specially arranged the softest carriage for Meng Fusheng, and Tulan Cha Na insisted on squeezing the same car with him by taking care of Meng Fusheng with her, which made Tulan Chahe angry half to death, and scolded her for not being ashamed.

When they first left the city, the gates of the city happened to be closed, and the lights inside the city and the lights outside the city were silent.

The bright moon hung high on the pure black and slippery sky, sprinkling silver-white divine light on the world, and the endless green grass was also more mysterious at the moment, and only the noise of cars and horses passing by could be heard all around.

At that moment, the screams of the horses tore through the apparent peace, and a heavily armed guard was overturned by the frenzied horse, and then stepped on again, and the screams resounded.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

"There are assassins! Escort Escort! ”

"Protect the Prince!"

For a while, all kinds of voices came and went, and the queue that was still lined up just now was a little flustered.

The darkness and depth of the woods that seem to be able to love people's souls and the weeds that reach up to people's waists swing irregularly, and one by one, they are tightly wrapped in black cloth from beginning to end, revealing a pair of cold-blooded and ruthless eyes.

Without preparation in advance, Tulanchakh and his party can be said to have dealt with it very badly, but fortunately, they still escaped at the cost of seriously injuring most of them.

Because Meng Fusheng's carriage was the most luxurious and comfortable one, most of the masked people hit that side when attacking, but fortunately, because Tulanchana was also there, Tulanchahe sent a large number of people to guard the carriage, but some people saw the young man with his eyes closed and seemed to know nothing about the outside world from the curtain that was lifted.

Fearing that an assassin would catch up with him, Tulanchah didn't even dare to rest, and even accelerated his march, which was more important than physical fatigue.

In the imperial city, the man in black silently entered a * solemn mansion, and in the study stood a middle-aged man with five or five big and three thick, even if his hair was a little gray, he could not reduce half of his anger, this person was undoubtedly invincible on the battlefield, it was Lu Rong who had tried to do something to Tulan Chahe.

"General Lu."

A group of black-clothed people soon appeared in the study, they all took off their masks, if Tulan Chah was here, he would definitely be able to recognize them, some of them had appeared in the Kunguo Imperial Palace, and they were all near the palace he sponsored.

Seeing their embarrassed appearance, Lu Rong Zhouzheng's Chinese face sank, "How is it?" That Prince Yidan, is he dead? Although he knew that the Yidan guards must have protected Tulan Chahe first when they saw his people, he was still a little lucky, what if this man who put the face of their country on the ground and rubbed it mercilessly died first?

But it was destined to disappoint him.

The black-clothed man in the lead shook his head guiltily, "The Yidan guards surrounded him tightly, and his subordinates couldn't find a chance to attack. ”

Lu Rong sighed, he was a little disappointed, but this result was also in his expectation, after all, Meng Fusheng was also there, and it was not difficult to protect Tulan Chahe with his skills, and he had praised this young and promising young man back then, but unfortunately, he was not a good person.

"Still." The leader said with some hesitation, "I don't know if my subordinates are wrong, my subordinates saw Meng Fusheng fainting in a carriage before leaving, it looks like the situation is very bad, he should be seriously injured." ”

He was a little suspicious of his eyes, because he hadn't heard that this person had been injured by anyone in the palace, even if it was tortured a long time ago, he should have healed, how could he be so seriously injured that he was unconscious.

"The subordinates also saw it, and it was indeed Meng Fusheng who was not wrong."

"My subordinates think so."

But as soon as his words came out, several guards responded one after another.

"Really?!" Lu Rong's eyes lit up, this was a good opportunity, among the people brought over by Tulan Chahe, his most scruples were undoubtedly Meng Fusheng, it was absolutely no problem to fight ten against one, and those ten had to be masters.

"If that's the case, then it's a good opportunity." A good opportunity to eradicate the traitor and at the same time make the prince Yi Dan, whose eyes grow to the top of his head, not go back to Yi Dan.

However, he just learned that Prince Yidan had brought a lot of people over, and they all secretly stayed in the city, and it only took two days to get to the imperial city from there, and it seemed that the idea of killing Prince Yidan was a little difficult to realize.

Lu Rong was in a hurry, and hurriedly sent more people to chase and kill Tulan Chahe, but the most important order was to kill Meng Fusheng first, and the others could "deal with it as appropriate".

Tulanchah had not had a good time in the past two days, and the pestering assassins made him dare not even stop to rest, but the whole day of travel made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he was discouraged, as if he had suddenly aged by more than ten years.

Tulan Chah didn't know the origin of those assassins, he had wondered if it was the prince of Kunguo who did it, but it was unlikely, if he really moved his mind to get rid of himself, it would obviously be safer and simpler to do it when he was in the palace, and he wouldn't even be able to escape from the imperial city.

However, while entangled with the third wave of Assassins, a man in black accidentally had his mask ripped off, and his face was somewhat familiar, clearly the commander of the guards who often patrolled the front of the palace where he temporarily lived during his time at the palace.