Forced to die for his loyalty, he was reborn in the arms of the cold and cruel regent!

The only sound on the streets at night was the clashing of swords.

It was not until Bei Lan brought people here that Queyue was finally relieved. However, when she looked in the direction they left, the dark street was empty.

"Where is the princess?" Bei Lan asked anxiously.

Queyue bit her lip tightly and said, "I don't know. He was taken away by his accomplices."

Bei Lan did not blame her, but had people subdue these people, and also had people take off the black scarves on their faces and stuff them into their mouths to prevent them from biting their tongues or biting the poison to commit suicide.

At this time, a luxurious carriage stopped.

Qi Suian hugged his cloak and came down coughing lightly.

"What about people?"

Queyue fell to her knees with a thud, biting her lips tightly, with indignation and shame intertwined in her heart.

"I am incompetent, please punish me, Master."

Qi Sui'an said calmly: "Dozens of people cut off our retreat, so it's really not entirely your fault. Besides, now is not the time to punish you."

He appeared calm on the surface, but his slightly trembling fingers seemed to reveal his panic at the moment.

"Keep chasing, make sure you catch him!"

The sedan was dragged to another street before it stopped. The coach was suddenly lifted up. Looking at the masked man approaching her, Shen Mengyao swallowed in fear.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? If you want money, we can talk."

"I don't want your dirty money." The man said coldly with a slightly strange voice: "Come out, don't force me to use force."

Shen Mengyao bit her lips tightly, knowing that she could not resist, so she had to lift the curtain and walked out.

But unexpectedly, the moment she came out, a sack fell from the sky, covered her directly, and was tied at her ankles.

Then she felt dizzy and as if she was picked up and thrown heavily on the horse's back. She tried to struggle, but a man slapped her back hard and whispered threats.

"Don't move."

The leather whip was extremely heavy, and it hurt so much that she almost cried.

She could only try her best to endure it and dared not move. The horse started to move, and the huge bumps made it almost impossible for her to tell east, west, and north. However, she clearly felt that she had left the city and was moving forward on the mountain road.

She began to feel deeply worried and frightened. Where were these people taking her? What were they planning to do?

The long-term bumpy ride was like torture. When she was about to despair, the torture finally stopped. She lay on the horse's back and almost vomited.

"The person has been delivered. Send him out of the customs as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Leaving the pass? Are you talking about the northern pass, the Zhenbei Pass guarded by his father and brother?

"Rest for two hours before setting off again." The man's voice sounded authoritative and a little older.

"What should we do with the people?" asked his subordinates.

The leader calmly instructed, "First, find a room on the second floor and lock her up. This is our hope. Don't hurt her. Once we are far away from the capital, buy her a comfortable carriage."

Then there was another dizzying moment, and she was carried directly to the second floor and thrown heavily to the ground. Then the door was closed and there was silence all around.

It looked like she was the only one in the room, so that was a perfect opportunity for her to save herself.

Although the sack was fairly breathable, it was very inconvenient, especially with her hands tied. She shook her head vigorously, and the bumpy ride caused the hairpin on her messy hair to fall off easily.

Fortunately, the one she brought today was made of silver. She held it in her palm, found the knot, inserted the hairpin into it, and pried it hard.

The rope was loosened a little, but it didn't fall apart at all. My hands were still unable to move, and when I tried to pry it open, the knot was no longer movable.

She sighed, thought for a moment, and felt that the space was still big enough for her to pass through, but her hands were too dry and she needed something to moisten them. At this moment, blood was the best and easiest thing to obtain.

She gritted her teeth and pierced her palm, blood gushed out. She immediately used her own blood to lubricate the edge of the rope and slowly broke free. When she finished all this, she was so tired that she almost collapsed to the ground.

But this was not the time to rest. She quickly glanced around the room. It looked like a bedroom in an inn. There was a window on the second floor. She pushed it open and saw a yard outside. Horses were eating grass inside. If she could lead a horse, she should be able to escape.

If Queyue were still alive, she would spread the news that she was attacked and kidnapped.

Shen Mengyao took a deep breath, wrapped the wound with a handkerchief to stop the surging blood, closed her eyes, made up her mind, and jumped onto the pile of hay next to the stable.

Her body was soft and uninjured, so she didn't have time to rest. She immediately opened the door of the stable, led a horse out, climbed on it, and pulled the reins.

"Drive, drive!"

When the horse heard the command, it ran out like an arrow.

Hearing the noise, everyone rushed out of the inn immediately.

"Oh no, that woman ran away."

Instead, the leader sneered: "She can't run away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put his index finger into his mouth and made a whistle sound.

Shen Mengyao suddenly felt the horse under her crotch stop, and then, without listening to commands, it turned its head and galloped directly towards the inn. The speed was so fast that she couldn't get off the horse even if she wanted to.

In a moment, the horse carried her to the door of the inn. The leader of those people sneered, his eyes showing extremely shrewdness.

"No one has been able to ride the horses we train yet."

"What on earth do you want to do?" Shen Mengyao glared angrily: "Do you know my identity?"

"It is because we know your identity that we need to take you away. But we forgot that the Shen family is a brave family, and the daughter they raised is naturally extremely strong. We actually let you escape." The leader sneered.

"When you get to Zhenbeiguan with us, I'll let you know what I want to do."

Before Shen Mengyao could react, she was violently dragged to the ground by one of his men.

The gravel road hurt her bones.

"Okay, this is not the place to talk, let's get going." The leader instructed: "We must at least get out of the official road before dawn."

Shen Mengyao was in so much pain that she couldn't utter a word. She gasped for breath like a dying fish, and allowed those people to tie her up and throw her on a horse.

It was a silent night and only the sound of birds chirping could be heard from the dense woods nearby. I wondered if my stomach started to growl because I had been tossing and turning all night.

The man who was carrying her on his back tore off a piece of the pancake and stuffed it into her mouth.

She quickly spat it out and said coldly, "I won't eat your food."

What's more, the road is so bumpy that anything you eat will be shaken out.