Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family

As soon as Zhou Wen walked out of the Yue Lao Temple, he was spotted and he drove his carriage at full speed.

He had to protect the letter the princess gave him, and also to complete the tasks the princess had asked him to do, but time was too tight and he was old, so he could only grit his teeth and drive the carriage as fast as possible.

Zhou Wen knew where Chen Rong usually stayed. As soon as the girl arrived at Prince Heng's Mansion yesterday, she immediately went into the small kitchen to think about what to eat.

Zhou Wen walked into the kitchen and sat down on the floor, feeling tired, his throat feeling like it was on fire.

Chen Rong was startled and hurried over to help him up: "Uncle Zhou, what happened to you? Didn't you send the princess and the others to the Yue Lao Temple? How come you're back so soon? Did the princess ask you to come back?"

Zhou Wen's palms were bloody, rubbed from holding the reins tightly. He wiped the blood off his hands with force. With trembling hands, he took out the letter tube and jade pendant from his arms, put them in Chen Rong's hands, and held them tightly.

Panting, "Quickly, quickly send these two things to the Zhu family. The princess's maternal grandfather, the Zhu family, find Mr. Zhu, give him the letter, and ask him to send this letter to the Northwest General and be sure to intercept Chen Ping's letter."

"Ah, why?"

Zhou Wen was extremely anxious: "Don't ask so many questions, hurry up, hurry up, we must hurry before the Si hour, don't let others find out."

Chen Rong's face turned pale in an instant. She was just a little girl who made snacks in the kitchen. How could she do well in such an important task? Moreover, she had only arrived yesterday and was not familiar with Shengjing City.

"Uncle Zhou, I, I'm scared."

Zhou Wen swallowed hard. He was afraid. He was just a coachman who had been driving a carriage all his life. He had never encountered such a thrilling situation before. "Don't be afraid, girl. You must stop the letter your brother sent. You must, you must!"

"The Zhu Mansion is on Zhuque Street, the second house on the east side. Do you know the name 'Zhu Mansion'?"

"Yes, I recognize you."

"That's good. You can ask where Suzaku Street is."

"well."

Zhou Wen pushed her with the car: "Go!"

Chen Rong bit her tongue hard with all her heart. She felt a sharp pain and her mouth was immediately filled with the taste of blood. Only then did she calm down a little.

She held her things tightly, grabbed another basket from the kitchen and went out the back door.

Yes, she was going out to buy food. She was now in charge of the small kitchen in Le Xiao Yuan, and she had to go out every day so as not to arouse other people's suspicion.

Zhou Wen was already out of strength, partly because he was in a hurry and partly because he was afraid, but he still had to stand up so as not to be discovered.

After drinking a large bowl of water, he glanced around the kitchen, picked up a plate of snacks that was warming on the stove, went to Li Shuangwan's study, took out the half-copied Buddhist scriptures, carefully wrapped them in a handkerchief, and walked out.

That tail is gone!

With a buzzing sound, there was a thunderous explosion in my head. Could it be that the tail had discovered it and gone to block Chen Rong?

How can this be good?

Zhou Wen sat on the shaft of the carriage, shouted "Gee", and rushed out. At worst he would fight him. The princess said that he had to pretend to be unable to resist before giving the letter to them, and he must not reveal the slightest flaw.

In the middle of winter, Chen Rong's back was covered with layers of cold sweat.

There was only half an hour left. Uncle Zhou said that they had to get there before the Si hour. Chen Rong walked very fast. She had inquired and found out that the residence of Zhu, the Minister of Dali Temple, was quite far from here. There were many pedestrians on the street and it would take nearly half an hour to get there by carriage.

She had to walk over there on her own two legs.

But she couldn't run, she had a very bad feeling that someone was following her.

Chen Rong turned around abruptly to look for him, but no one was there.

Did she feel wrong?

No, her feeling was always accurate, and that pricking feeling on the back was very strong.

Chen Rong gritted her teeth and entered the shop selling food. The princess had taught her that she should not panic no matter what happened.

She pretended to pick something.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure flash behind her, and a dark shadow swept towards her.

……

At the same time, Li Shuangwan's grandfather, the Dali Temple Minister Zhu Qizhen, also known as Old Master Zhu, had just returned from the Dali Temple when he was stopped by a young man who called himself Chen Ping, who said that Princess Heng wanted him to deliver a letter.

He didn't believe it at first, but when he saw the mailbox containing the letter, the old man believed it. It was the mailbox specially made by the Zhu family, which his daughter and granddaughter often used to communicate.

But the falcon he raised was not an easy one to get along with and had to be coaxed.

So, before delivering the letter, he had to tease this arrogant falcon named Lieyan.

Lieyan's entire body was pitch black, except for his eagle-like beak, which was blazing like fire.

Mr. Zhu was less than sixty years old. He had white hair on his temples, but his eyes were bright and sharp. He was wearing a navy blue straight shirt and holding a piece of meat in his hand, he passed the meat to Lieyan's mouth.

He said, "Little darling, eat well. When you are full, help grandpa deliver the letter to that little bastard in the northwest."

The little bastard Li Huaiying, the great general who defends the country, was currently conducting a sand table simulation with a group of soldiers in the camp when he suddenly sneezed loudly.

General Li was a powerful figure in the northwest, and the Northern Qi cavalry was terrified. But in the eyes of Lord Zhu, he was just a little bastard who kidnapped his precious daughter.

It pushed its flaming mouth forward and tilted its neck back, and a piece of meat went into its stomach. After it finished eating, it did not forget to roll its eyes at its old master, and continued to pull its thin neck and stretch out its flaming red mouth to beg for food.

Old Master Zhu was in a bad mood and stuffed all the meat at hand into Lieyan's mouth.

Lieyan had a mouth full of meat, rolled his eyes, and kicked forward.

Mr. Zhu was so scared that he quickly dug out the meat from the bird's mouth, but he was careless and stuffed too much meat in, almost choking the bird to death.

Lieyan spat out meat and kicked him at the same time, and was so angry that he wished he could kick the old man to death with one hoof.

"Don't die, little darling. The time is almost up. It's time to deliver the letter." After picking the meat out of Lieyan's mouth, Old Master Zhu was about to tie the letter tube to its leg.

Lieyan turned her back and gave him a taste of her butt.

"Don't give up. When you come back, grandpa will make you something delicious."

Tch, Lieyan rolled his eyes at him, he was almost choked to death by you, and he was still expecting to deliver a letter to you!

"pork?"

snort!

"mutton?"

Humph.

"beef?"

Humph……

"venison?"

Forget it, for the sake of a few pounds of flesh, Lieyan finally stretched out his left leg reluctantly.

……

The shadow following behind Chen Rong fell over her.

Chen Rong turned pale with fright, but she remembered clearly what the princess had instructed her to do and covered her chest tightly, as that place contained the princess' important things.

"Sister, why are you here? Why are you still buying food at this hour?"

Chen Rong turned her head abruptly and saw Chen Ping. She was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her throat, as if her soul was suddenly taken away, and then suddenly stuffed back into place.