The head of the bodyguard dropped the plate in his hand and the grapes rolled on the floor: "Beauty, what are you doing? Do you have something to say?"

The head guard also said sincerely: "You are eager to go back to see your critically ill father. I understand your feelings. At least let us prepare and accompany you."

And inside the palace gate, thousands of flames suddenly burst out.

"Stop them"

Xia Lan was startled: "The Sixth Prince found out!" A pair of hands suddenly grabbed her waist, and the Fourth Prince calmly lifted her onto the horse's back, and quickly got on the horse as well.[

In the dimly lit night, the two horses raised their front hooves at the same time and kicked proudly on the spot to show their disdain for them. They turned around and rushed towards a remote corner of the street.

Behind me there was the sound of horse hooves in pursuit.

Feitian ran so fast that Xia Lan couldn't hold the reins firmly and was almost thrown out several times.

The fourth prince folded his hands on the back of her hands and wrapped her tightly in his arms. It was unclear whether Feitian was running too fast, or whether the eleventh prince deliberately stepped back to suppress the enemy, and he was no longer visible after a while.

"Where's Eleven?"

"In the back."

"We'll wait for him."

"Can't wait any longer."

The fourth prince speeded up, and Feitian turned left and right with his agile posture, and quickly rushed to the exit of "Mortal Street". It was deserted here, not a single guard was seen, and there were faint dark red blood stains on the ground. It seemed that it had been there for a long time.

It was cleared.

The fourth prince put her on the ground: "You go out first, I'll go see Eleven."

"I'll go too!"

"Be obedient. Don't go back to the original inn after you leave. Find a safe place to hide."

"But how will we meet up then?"

"I will find you."
Chapter completed!