The beginning of the escape: the villain, the husband, is a yandere

The carriage had just started to move when Ling Xin moved.

Zhou Tong instantly felt the pressure from Ling Xin, and the internal energy that filled him instantly?

In fright, he sensed the crisis and hurriedly backed away, shouting at the previous carriage: "Help..."

Yang Siyang in the carriage thought he had heard wrongly, so he raised the curtain and looked back.

Zhou Tong was running towards him, frozen for a moment, and then fell to the ground.

Yang Siyang: "...fuck me, run!"

There were faint signs that the carriage was about to stop, which frightened him into shouting.

He regrets it, why should he look back?

The female evil spirit smiled evilly like a ghost and looked at him.

He felt that his soul was flying out of his body. When he looked away, he opened the curtain in front of him and wished he could escape on horseback.

Four legs?

He regretted that he should have had twenty more legs to run faster.

Is that the commander of the Imperial Guard?

He felt like his soul was floating outside his body following the carriage, until he saw the gate of Kyoto City, then he fell back into his body and opened the small window.

He didn't dare to breathe until he saw the pursuer coming.

"Master, what happened?" The coachman didn't even dare to ask. The horse was almost smoking because of him, but the master was still too slow.

Yang Siyang did not reply, but thought for a moment and shouted: "Quickly, go to Dali Temple... No, no, go to the Imperial Guard Headquarters!"

He didn't dare to hide this.

There were a lot of people and cars coming and going on the road. If he was investigated, he would probably be implicated.

It's better to report it early and remove yourself cleanly.

By the time the news of Zhou Tong's death was reported to the emperor, it was already dark.

The emperor was half leaning on the bed, his expression became more and more depressed, and he felt that all the strength in his body had been drained.

After taking Tianshi Ji's pills, he could only get temporary relief.

But, fortunately, there is also this longevity pill.

After coughing violently, he wiped the corner of his mouth: "A useless thing was killed by a woman in broad daylight?"

Just die, or die on a busy road?

Wouldn't this be an embarrassment to his Praetorian Guards?

The chief eunuch heard the emperor's intention and offered his advice: "Did I order someone to suppress the cause of Commander Zhou's death?"

"Come on! Find two reliable people in the Imperial Guard to investigate secretly. It's best to execute that ignorant woman on the spot!" It's been troublesome recently. Is he disgusted at this moment?

Damn!

After speaking, he looked outside: "Why is it so quiet today?"

Every day, although it was quiet, lamps would still be lit, and concubines would come to show their attentiveness.

It seems to be quiet today as agreed upon.

However, his heart was not at peace at all.

Only then did the chief eunuch realize that something was wrong: "Slave, go out and take a look!"

But before he could step out, he was hit by two bright lights.

Then there were sounds of killing, howling, and crying...

Some came from the palace gate, and some came from the harem.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty...it seems like someone has invaded the palace..." The usually arrogant and proud head eunuch fell to the ground in fright.

It's over, it's over!

It's over!

The shouts of killing gradually increased, and he turned his head tremblingly to look at the emperor.

The aloof prince who trampled everything under his feet, his eyes showing reluctance for power and life, looked at the bright outside, opened his mouth and died.

……

Naturally, it was impossible for Ling Xin to know that on the night she left with Zhen Guohou and his family, Tianyue Kingdom changed hands.

And this great event was more than a year earlier than in the book.

She just wants to go back quickly now.

There were not many passers-by in the front section. She only slept in the space for ten hours a day, and was busy outside for more than eleven hours.

……

Since Ling Xin left, Lin Ziyuan and his party obviously didn't eat and drink as much as they did when she was around.

The carriage shed was hit several times and fell apart again in a strong wind, leaving only the frame underneath.

There were many homeless people on the road, and we encountered several crises, all of which were trying to steal children.

Especially after passing through Shuntian County, the number of refugees was so overwhelming that it made people feel numb.

If you don't pay attention, the child may be taken away.

Qibao was most dangerous because he couldn't speak, so Yu Qiuxia simply tied him to her body and never left her body.

It will be very cold at night.

In the past, when Ling Xin was here, they would just light a fire at night, but at that time it was warm, as if the quilt had been kicked off.

"Dad, I miss my mother so much!" Erya huddled in the quilt of the carriage, with a big cotton hat made by her mother on her head, only her little face exposed.

"When will mother come back?" Wuya's eyes turned red when she mentioned mother.

When my mother was here, she liked to feed them all kinds of things they had never eaten before.

None of their clothes would last so many days.

"I miss my mother too!" Sanbao lowered his head.

He regrets so much that it took him a long time to get close to his mother.

Lin Ziyuan looked at the crowded crowd in front of him.

Why doesn't he want to?Are you worried again?

I don’t know if it goes well or not?

All he could do every day was look ahead, for fear of missing her.

"Xinxin... think about it!" Yu Qiuxia patted Qibao gently.

She also misses her daughter.

Ling Zhifeng has no energy when pushing the cart.

Xiaoyao King: "..." The old man misses that girl the most! !

I've been so greedy lately that I feel dry.

Rabbit and chicken no longer taste good.

Just when everyone was losing interest, a convoy behind them was slowly catching up.

There were several carriages and a dozen trucks in the procession.

The carriage in the middle is spacious and comfortable, and the decoration is very exquisite. The mahogany carriage frame, unicorn carved pillars, and thick door curtains are all made of high-grade silk and satin.

There is also an eye-catching fist-sized night pearl at the sharp corner of the top of the carriage.

Wherever they passed, everyone naturally stepped aside and stopped to watch the luxurious procession pass by.

Lin Ziyuan also stopped on the side of the road.

The convoy was guarded by nearly a thousand people, and each guard had a saber.

After Lin Ziyuan saw the eye-catching carriage, he frowned, turned his head to the side and said to King Xiaoyao: "It seems to be King Jin's motorcade. In the middle carriage, is King Jin himself?"

What he meant: As the uncle of King Jin, do I need to avoid it?

Xiaoyao King: "..." He was still watching the excitement. Who wanted to see such a big battle?

As soon as he heard that it was King Jin who was guarding the Nanjun fiefdom, he quickly averted his eyes and ran into the weed-free forest next to him.

King Jin felt something, raised the curtain and saw a figure disappearing quickly.

There was a bit of disdain in the corners of his mouth: a bunch of beggars! !

He was very unhappy and disgusted with these refugees.

Just because of this group of beggars, his trip was delayed.

Just as he was about to lower the curtain, he saw a slender and upright figure standing sideways, even though he was wearing a shabby robe, he was still eye-catching.

He followed his gaze downwards and saw the little faces on the car that were red with cold.

He looks pretty good?

A bunch of beggars!

His eyes swept over Ling Zhifeng and finally fell on Yu Qiuxia.

In an instant, a sense of familiarity emerged.