The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

The mansion was occupied, and Governor Yuan served in fear every day, always worried about his head. But fortunately, after a few days of bowing and scraping, he finally got through to send the noble prince away.

"Your Highness, why don't you stay a few more days? I have not been able to entertain you properly." Governor Yuan patted his sore waist with his hands behind his back. In his heart, he wished that the prince would leave quickly, but he said things against his will.

The prince rode on his horse, turned his head and glanced back. He easily saw that Governor Yuan was not sincere. He tightened the reins and looked at him with a gloomy look:

"Not urgent."

Then, the prince left the city with his men.

The northern part of Tongzhou is surrounded by mountains. To get to Cangzhou, you need to go around the mountains by land, which takes a long time. If you want to find a shortcut, you need to cross a long river across the eastern part of Tongzhou.

For the sake of convenience, You Mu chose to travel by water. Therefore, after half a day's journey, they arrived west of the Tongque River.

The river is wide and the water surface is rough.

In the past, there were many fishing boats and passenger ships docked near the pier, but unfortunately the weather was not good. The originally clear and windless weather suddenly became a few dark clouds, and it looked like it was going to rain continuously.

Even the cruise ships on the river have moored at the shore, waiting to set sail again after the wind and sea calm down.

You Mu, who came all the way from Tongzhou City, did not have such a choice. There were only tea stalls with tents on both sides of the river bank. How could they accommodate their group at night?

Right now, the only way is to cross the river.

The boatman shook his raincoat, looked up at the dark clouds, smacked his lips, stroked his beard, and asked for double the ferry fare.

After receiving the silver and weighing it in his hand for a few times, he put away the anchor and took You Mu and a few others across the river.

The rest of the troops stayed on the shore, waiting for the boatman to return.

The oars pushed the water, sending the passenger boat to the middle of the river. It began to rain in the sky, hitting the water surface and creating circles of ripples that disturbed each other.

"Oh my, the rain is so blind!" The old man supported the oar with his arms and cursed in the local dialect that the weather was ruining his good business. His men began to speed up and row the boat forward.

The passenger ship docked, and the old man's straw raincoat was already wet from the rain, with water droplets dripping from it.

It was misty and rainy, with fine raindrops falling. As soon as the prince stepped out of the cabin, the corners of his robe were wet by the slanting rain curtain.

The oil-paper umbrella was opened to block the invasion of drizzle.

"Brother, watch your step."

Lou Jian raised her hand and reached out to You Mu, carefully supporting him so that the prince could land on the ground.

Under the rain, the sky gradually darkened. Looking at the mountains on the opposite bank, there was only one light on.

"Your Highness, let's find a place to stay first. The rain is not going to stop." Yan Cheng faced the raindrops, looked around, and pointed to the mountain temple with lights on halfway up the mountain.

"Let's go."

You Mu nodded, and the others took the lead and walked up the mountain path.

The temple was not big. After hearing the knock on the door, the wooden door opened a corner, revealing the head of a little monk. After learning the purpose of the people's visit, the boy called the abbot, and the abbot led the way to a Zen temple temporarily.

After finding a place to shelter from the rain, Yan Cheng wiped the water stains off his body and was busy leading his troops to the mountain temple to find some dinner for the prince.

His eyes fell on the ancient zither placed in the corner of the meditation room. Lou Jian wiped the prince's damp hair and said, "In such a quiet temple, there is actually a zither?"

"Maybe it was left behind by the last pilgrim, who ate it."

The Zen temple was originally used to provide food and lodging for pilgrims. Although the temple here is not very big, it is an important route for crossing the river. For travelers like them who are in a hurry, it is a good place to stay.

In response, You Mu took out a bullet from his sleeve, pressed it against Lou Jian's lips, and stuffed it into the other's mouth.

Lou Jian didn't doubt it and swallowed it down, her hands still combing the prince's loose white hair.

Seeing the other party's trust, You Mu was in a good mood. He sat upright on the bench and joked, "Why don't you ask what it is? What if what I gave you is poison?"

"My brother loves me so much, how could he feed me poison? Even if it is poison, my brother gave it to me, so I should just eat it."

Speaking of this, Lou Jian remembered that when he was in the private prison before, the prince fed him the pill angrily, saying it was poisonous, but he did not go to Jiang Ya to find the antidote, and Jiang Ya himself even forgot about it.

There is no poison at all, it's just a trick to deceive him.

"Glib."

You Mu picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of cold tea. Just as he was about to put it down, he heard the sound of tiles creaking in the corner of the room.

Looking up, they met Lou Jian's gaze, and they both understood.

"It's night time now, and the rain outside the window is getting heavy. Go close the window." You Mu pointed at the window in front of him, dissatisfied with the raindrops that were slanting onto the window eaves.

"Yes."

Putting down the towel, Lou Jian leaned towards the window and sensed a hint of solemnity in the damp air mixed with the smell of earth.

There were more people coming this time than he expected.

Did you actually have the idea of ​​eradicating it?

"Squeak."

The wooden window was gently closed, Lou Jian turned around and took the long sword back to his hand. His eyes swept over the guqin again, and he said, "Brother, A Jian hasn't heard you play music for a long time. I wonder if you can play a song for A Jian again tonight?"

Holding up his sleeves and lighting the oil lamp with an iron stick, You Mu asked, "What do you want to hear?"

There were faint noises outside the window. Lou Jian slowly moved to the window. When the assassin was about to tear the window paper and enter, she turned around with a sword and stabbed through the window. Without even looking back, she slashed the black-clothed man's chest.

The sword was pulled back, and blood splashed on the window behind him, which was diluted by raindrops, leaving some faint marks.

Wiping the blood off the sword with a cloth, Lou Jian raised her foot and carried the guqin to the prince, answering:

“…I will sing this song for you.”

He raised his hand to touch the body of the zither, plucking it lightly to adjust the pitch. Listening to the footsteps outside the courtyard, You Mu mocked:

"You have a golden face."

Yujunqu, once a popular piece of music among the noble ladies in Kyoto, tells the story of a young lady waiting to be married, her attachment to and shyness towards her fiancé, and her wish for a harmonious marriage after marriage.

This song once appeared in the playlist for the wedding reception. The good intentions were genuine, but Lou Jian had no idea of ​​hiding her private thoughts.

Although he was verbally scolding her, the prince plucked the strings of the zither with his bare hands, reciting the music score and plucking the strings...

"Zheng!"

The strings moved, and the lingering melody entered his ears. Lou Jian opened the wooden door of the Zen room, cut off the sharp arrow that suddenly shot at him, looked at the figures hiding in the dark in the courtyard, and said loudly:

"Brother, just play your music with peace of mind. When the melodious music ends, these people will also be buried in the grave."

"What a big tone!" The assassin couldn't stand the other party's arrogant tone, so he stopped hiding and attacked with a knife in hand.

Lou Jian was guarding the door, holding his sword horizontally in front of him, with the hilt in his palm, holding it steadily.

As long as the man and the sword are there, he is a good swordsman and can also protect his beloved.

The love song is accompanied by fighting in the rain, splashing water and surging blood. There are quite a few men in black, and seeing that this time they have spent a lot of money, Lou Jian did not dare to underestimate the enemy and was extremely careful.

He was guarding the door and dragging the black-clad assassin by himself before he could even step into the threshold.

In the song, the piano sounds are gentle and the melody changes, making it even more charming.

Yan Cheng and his companions who went out to look for dinner still haven't returned. Apparently, they were held back by something.

The long sword cut off the assassin's arm. The man in black in front of him was still attacking continuously. Lou Jian was distracted and looked back.

"Brother, Ajian has one more wish..."