The emperor was critically ill, and the prince should have quickly gone to the capital to serve on his bedside, but Sima Cong insisted on joining them and his party, so the speed naturally had to be slowed down. He finally made it to the capital, but was caught in a heavy rain.

Xuejia sat in the car without saying a word. At this moment, it was raining heavily outside, and the sound of rain falling on the ground filled his ears.

The carriage moved very slowly, but the rain came too fast and too hard. After finally finding the inn where they were staying, the group stumbled off the horse.

Regarding the emperor's critical illness, Sima Cong did not show much sadness.

But as soon as he reached the edge of the capital, his expression became deep and terrifying.

When Li Qinghan saw Liang Youzhao, he was already soaked to the skin, but he still maintained his grace despite the wind. He was as gentle as jade and a humble gentleman.

"I don't know when the rain will stop, so I can only rest here for a while." Liang Youzhao took the white cloth from Alang, wiped himself, and said to Li Qinghan and others.

Li Qinghan nodded and looked at Sima Cong. She thought that Sima Cong would really want to enter the palace, and he would really want to see his father.

She was a person who valued friendship, so she thought of Sima Cong in the same way.

But Sima Cong didn't react at all. His cold and expressionless look was exactly what he looked like when he was a child.

Within half an hour, the rain stopped, and soon the sun came out, covering the sky and earth with its warmth, shining on the world.

Liang Youzhao changed into a white shirt, Old General Liang also changed his clothes, and everyone continued on their way.

Sima Cong walked to the carriage, hesitated a little, but got on it anyway.

The group continued walking on the road, and they would reach the capital in less than an hour.

Li Qinghan clutched the handkerchief tightly. She was a little nervous. She had not seen her parents, sister, and grandmother for eight years. That was a full eight years!

Feixu and Xinlan on the side were also a little nervous. They followed Li Qinghan from the capital. At that time, Li Qinghan was accompanied by Grandma Lu, but because she was old and had to take care of Hua, she did not follow.

Mrs. Zhao was thinking about choosing some older girls for Li Qinghan, but Li Qinghan refused.

The girl doesn't need too much, as long as they are all her confidants, that's fine.

"Miss, how bad is Madam's illness?" Feixu asked.

Li Qinghan was startled. Hua Rong told herself a few days ago that her mother was already dying, so she left early. However, the coral bracelet made her see through a lot, so she resorted to such a trick. So she thought

, it’s just that Li Dexuan felt the need to take her back, or maybe her mother had some minor problem, so he didn’t care too much.

"Feixu, my mother is a concubine. In the Prime Minister's Mansion, you must not call her Madam." Li Qinghan said calmly and corrected her.

"Yes, I understand."

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked out the window at the boundless sky. Li Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing charming yet indifferent words, "My mother was supposed to be the first wife, but it's a pity that she didn't have this life or the blessing."

point."

In a daze, she seemed to recall those days when her mother, Hua Shi, would shed tears every night until dawn and could not wait for Li Deshuan's greetings. Only those cold jewelry and silver coins were given to her by Li Deshuan out of guilt.

She closed her eyes and suddenly heard a violent sound in front of her that shattered her eardrums. There was no lingering sound for a long time, and the ground seemed to shake violently several times.

"What happened?" Li Qinghan suddenly opened the curtain, and the scene in front of her shocked her.

The strong and acrid smell of gunpowder smoke came. There was a very simple carriage in front of it, but now there was only a fire burning.

The guards standing close were all burned by the scorching heat, and they had no time to react before the carriage suddenly exploded.

"Your Highness!" Old General Liang immediately turned his horse's head, and Liang Youzhao and Hua Jian followed.

Black smoke curled up into the sky. Xinlan was shocked, "Xue Ji is still inside!"

In Li Qinghan's The Prophet, Sima Cong did die young, but it was too early!

Liang Youzhao came closer, with a sullen face, watching the scene in front of him burn rapidly with the wind, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

"Your Highness is not inside."

These words were said by Liang Youzhao and Li Qinghan at the same time. The difference is that Li Qinghan also said: "Xue Ji is not in it either."

Indeed, at one glance, it was clear that there was no one inside and it was an empty carriage. Li Qinghan suddenly shrank his pupils and slowly sat back in the carriage.

Feixu frowned, "Then where will they go?"

Li Qinghan shook his head. Things in this world are changing rapidly, and not all of them can be guessed by her.

Everyone began to discuss. They saw Sima Cong getting on the horse just now, but why did he disappear? Some people were discussing, the carriage was in good condition, why did it explode? But Li Qinghan's one was intact? Obviously, someone wanted it.

Deal with His Highness the Crown Prince.

Old General Liang was worried now. The prince was missing. How could he deliver the mission when he returned? Fortunately, he did not really die in this carriage, otherwise his crime would have been even greater.

At this time, Li Qinghan suddenly opened the curtain again, smiled and said to the old general: "General, just go straight to the city gate. The emperor is critically ill, and the prince has his own sense of proportion."

What he said was so irresponsible, but there was no other way at the moment, so he had to order everyone to move on.

Li Qinghan lowered the curtain and said to the maid next to him: "There may be spies among these guards."

Both of them were shocked and became nervous, "How could it be possible? Who is it?"

Li Qinghan shook his head, "I don't know, I just think there should be spies. We just went to the inn to take shelter from the rain. There wouldn't be any explosives before that. Maybe they were tied up after the rain stopped and the weather cleared. If not for these

If the guards light it, who will touch the explosive?"

What does it mean to explode at exactly this time? There were so many places where I didn’t choose the right time before, but here it is.

Li Qinghan was a little confused.

They entered the city gate smoothly and walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Li Qinghan's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Liang Youzhao's voice from outside came through the curtain, clear and sweet, "Miss Li, the Prime Minister's Mansion has arrived."

She winked at Feixu, who responded immediately, opened the curtain and looked over.

In front of the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there was standing a slim, petite, graceful and graceful woman, with icy muscles and jade bones, like a hibiscus emerging from the water. She was wearing a floor-length skirt embroidered with green smoke and purple embroidered scales, and she was meandering on the ground with a charming style.

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"What a beautiful woman." Xinlan couldn't help but say.

Li Qinghan knew that this was her eldest sister Li Hongrao.

Li Hongrao was born with a morbid condition, and acted like a weak willow in the wind. His body was thin, but his beauty was not reduced at all.

"Thank you Mr. Liang for taking care of me all the way. Qinghan will say goodbye."

What are you talking about? Will we never meet again in the future? Liang Youzhao was suddenly impulsive. He turned around and blocked Li Qinghan's way. He looked down at her clear and clear eyes, but in his eyes they were charming and charming, and whispered
Chapter completed!