Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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Lu Shiba and his wife were just a few steps away, looking at the two of them, whispering to each other without knowing what they were talking about, with contempt on their faces.

Wen Zhendao was a clean and honest official, and he didn't have the idea that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, which is often held by Confucian scholars. Although he was framed and died early, Lu He, as the eldest daughter of his family, was deeply influenced by him It is the festival of knowing etiquette.

Lu He looked at Yiyang, there will be no end in sight after this farewell, so who cares about the world's comments?

"Think." Lu He hugged Yiyang's slender waist, put his chin on her shoulder, and nodded slightly.

"How much do you think?" Right shoulder was numb, Yiyang stretched out his hand to pin the strands of her hair from the sideburns behind her ear, and kissed the pinna of her ear.

"Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without a break."

The sound of the drum tower was muffled by Liao Yuan, spreading from the imperial city in the center of Xindu, hitting everyone's ears one after another.

Yiyang's lips were soft, and her pressure became more and more handy. In an emergency, she was still unruffled, and Lu He suddenly felt unknown anxiety.

At three o'clock, the commander couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward to remind him, "Your Highness..."

Before the words fell, several arrows flew through the air, none of them missed, and the commander and other soldiers fell to the ground in response.

During this great change, Lu Shiba and Ruan Niang were almost scared to pee their pants by the pool of blood and dead bodies, they covered their heads tightly and ran around in a panic.

Another rain of arrows knocked the couple to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Lu He watched his adoptive parents die tragically on the spot. They adopted her in the first place so that they could become a scholar in the family and save them from heavy taxes. Hai, it stands to reason that she shouldn't have pity and sympathy, but people are more ruthless than grass and trees. For a while, she was stunned in place, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

Although it was time to exchange value, the consequences would be unimaginable once they bumped into the guards on patrol.

"Follow me." Yiyang squeezed Lu He's hand tightly and rushed into the alley----

Chi Liangjun was waiting there early, holding a horse in his hand, handing the reins to Yiyang, glanced at Lu He, rolled his throat, but didn't know what to say.

Yiyang and Lu He got on the horses, and the horses were equipped with waist knives, swords, quiveres, clothes, coils, and dry food.

"Have you arranged everything?"

Chi Liangjun replied in a deep voice: "Right now, there should be chaos at the gate of the palace. The two turrets on the left and right have been replaced by police soldiers from the princess's mansion when the value was changed at dawn. There are 300 people in total with the people hiding nearby. They are brave and fearless. The effort of a cup of tea. 100 people are scattered in various places in central Beijing. Plainclothes set fire to the abandoned houses to create chaos and divert the servants of the Shuntian government office. 700 people protect two beautiful maids and go to the west gate to cover and disperse most of them. Soldiers and horses, Your Highness is going to Donghua Gate. On the way, there are 300 soldiers hiding in the market. If they hear the noise, they will attack the enemy secretly. The remaining [-] people, His Highness and Miss Wen will go to Donghua Gate and meet them. Convergence, it is not difficult to rush out of the letter non-stop."

"Ajin, you..." Lu He's eyes turned red suddenly, Yiyang is risking his life to accompany her!

There are 2000 people, no matter how comprehensive they are, it is like hitting a stone with an egg. Even at Donghuamen, there are tens of thousands of soldiers defending the city! If they are captured alive, how is this riot different from a rebellion?!

Chi Liangjun also looked worried. A big man was exhausted physically and mentally after staying up all night, and his bloodshot eyes looked at Yiyang, almost begging: "Your Highness, if things fail, you and Miss Wen are dead." , stop here, Your Majesty loves and protects you, how can the clan mansion be a place to stay for a long time?"

Not far away, the hustle and bustle approached, Yiyang clenched his horsewhip tightly, held the hilt of his sword with one hand, and said with a smile to Chi Liangjun: "The matter has failed, and the two of us will go to Huangquan to continue in the afterlife. I live in the clan's mansion, let Is she going to the guillotine?"

Chi Liangjun was speechless, a white light flashed, he closed his eyes tightly, the sharp blade stabbed his right shoulder, and pulled it out quickly.

Yiyang put away his saber, and said softly to him: "Everything is according to the plan, I will force you to do everything, you should be careful in everything."

After all, wave the whip and gallop the horse!

The turmoil at the palace gate subsided, and the commander of the Shangzhi Guards sent people to search around. Not long after, they found Chi Liangjun who was walking away with a pale face supporting the wall.

"Master Chi, you----!"

Chi Liangjun pressed the wound with one hand, and held the commander's skirt loosely with the other hand, and said weakly: "Hurry up... hurry up... I can't stop it, Your Highness, she... ran away with that person..."

The commander stomped his foot like an ant on a hot pot and said anxiously: "You don't need to say that? Where did you go? There are so many city gates?!"

Chi Liangjun's blood-stained fingers pointed to the west tremblingly: "There...there..."

After speaking, the person fainted to the ground.

The commander ordered someone to carry him away, and led a group of soldiers straight to the west!

Hearing the news, Shuntian Fu Yin felt that Yiyang must be a turtle in the urn this time, and was about to send people to fight for the credit. Several places in the city near the granary were all on fire. Well, what credit is there to grab? What if the granary was burned after a delay? Giving him two heads is not enough to cut off!

The commanders of several other guards rushed over after hearing the news, and hurriedly saw the two men slipping by to the east, and they looked very familiar, so they wanted to chase after them, and bumped into the Zhiwei army head-on. Doubt, just as he was hesitating, dust was everywhere, and a black mass of heads covered the two women caught in the middle and galloped westward.

"With so many people, how can there be a fake? The one just now is definitely a cover-up! Chase!"

So, Haohao dàngdàng went west to catch up.

The road to Donghuamen was not smooth.

Thanks to the early deployment of manpower along the road, it's easy to hide a spear and it's hard to defend against it. Although there are fewer than 600 people, they also attacked and killed many pursuers along the way.

On the bustling streets, calligraphy and painting stalls, jewelry stalls, food stalls, vegetable and fruit stalls, and plaything stalls were scattered all over the place, and the people screamed and scattered.

The blood path is almost a blood path that has been killed.

There were not many arrows left in the quiver, Yiyang slashed with his sword, his arms were numb.

"A Jin..." Lu He's voice trembled a little.

"Huh?" The pursuers approached, Yiyang clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, glanced back, and said in a warm voice, "Qinghe, if you are afraid, close your eyes."

Lu He laughed lightly: "Why, the killing is all yours, do you want me to retreat with my hands clean?"

Two army horses rushed forward, sandwiched the two of them, drew their swords and swung their swords——

Two fists are no match for four hands, and Yiyang has long been exhausted. Seeing that she was at a disadvantage, Lu He suddenly pulled out her long knife and slashed towards the right. With a knife, he hit the soldier's neck, and the blood spurted straight out, splashing on the faces and bodies of the two of them.

"Ajin, we're almost here."

Yi Yang chopped the other person off the horse, put his arms around her waist, and said softly: "Don't talk, bow your head."

There is another lane in front of you. Soldiers intercept the road, and there are pursuers behind. There is no way to retreat.

The commoner civilians who just wandered around to buy goods quickly pulled out weapons from the corners, under the tables, and from the fruit mountains, and shot them from a distance or attacked them from afar, attacking those unprepared by surprise, creating a mess.

Yiyang took out three arrows from the quiver and put them on with his fingers. The bright red blood dripped down his shoulders and elbows, and it was hard to tell whether it was someone else's or his own.

Lu He bowed his head in time.

"Swish----"

The three people standing in the front fell down, and the rest, holding swords and holding knives, met gods and gods and met Buddhas and Buddhas.

But he said that Chen Kang was woken up by Chi Liangjun in his sleep last night, and he actually told him that the long-coveted big white tiger had been haunting the suburbs of Beijing recently. Chen Kang didn't believe it at first, and said suspiciously that even if there was such a thing, why did you have such a big battle in the middle of the night? to tell me?

Chi Liangjun smiled like a fox, and said that His Highness ran into this eye-catching white tiger a few days ago when he was out on a trip, and I heard that there are still many people staring at its tiger skin, for fear that you will be inferior and order me to come quickly when you return to Beijing tell you.