Shi Yong's heart tightened and he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him coldly.

"What do you want?"

Qi Lin showed a complicated look, looked at Shi Yong, shook his head, sighed, and felt a little angry and grieved: "You have hostages, do I have no one? Your parents and relatives are still in my hands. Do you want them to try the feeling of waiting for others one by one?"

Shi Yong pursed the corners of his lips and looked at him motionlessly.

Of course she didn't forget, otherwise she wouldn't have entered the palace and would not be easily controlled by others.

If Qi Lin hadn't appeared suddenly just now, she would have instigated the White Horse Boat to go to the place where the people were detained first. As long as no one disturbed the situation, no one in the imperial city dared not to obey the White Horse Boat's words. With the White Horse Boat's cooperation, it would not be difficult for them to take the people away-

However, after all the calculations were not calculated, the Evil Lord would take over Qi Lin. After leaving the host of Baima Fuzhou, he easily became another person and turned the gun to kill him.

“My patience is limited.”

Qi Lin stared at Shi Yong and snorted slowly.

"I have done my best to you and have too much tolerance. Don't think I really dare not touch you. Finally, I will give you another chance..."

He swept over the white horse's face, curled up the corner of his mouth, "Take him to find a place to remove poison for him. Dress up beautifully at night and go to Fengtianmen to attend the night banquet, and see your King of Jincheng..."

He laughed softly again as he said that.

"I can't wait to see what it looks like if King Jincheng is wearing a cuckold?"

Shi Yong looked at him with gritted teeth, and "snatched" and strangled the white horse to support the boat.

"Okay, then I'll trade your hostage for mine."

Before the voice fell, she said softly to the white horse and the boat.

"Go!"

The white horse hesitated and whispered: "We can't get out of the imperial city."

"How can I know if I don't try?" After Shi Yong said that, he raised his voice again, "Let's go, I'll kill you if I don't leave."

Baima Fuzhou glanced at Qi Lin and said with a smile: "Okay, I will follow you at the ends of the world."

Shi Yong didn't talk nonsense to them, he dragged the white horse to support the boat and retreated behind him.

Without receiving the "killing order", the guards and the imperial guards were indeed afraid of them and did not dare to kill them. Shi Yong found an opportunity, grabbed the white horse and helped the boat, and ran away.

"Silly aunt." Baima helped the boat and said softly: "It is useless to run around like this, we can't run out of the imperial city."

"If you don't want to run, why did you deliberately let go of my hand? If you refuse, how did I seize the sword in your hand? Stop talking, save some effort and run. Thirty-six strategies, leaving is the best strategy!"

The white horse Fuzhou's body was a little shaking, and there were obvious symptoms of poisoning on his face. However, under the stimulation of being in danger and his strong mental will, his mind was still clear.

"Aren't you afraid that they will kill your parents?"

"Not for the time being." Shi Yong said: "Hostage is scarce, so he will not attack easily."

After a pause, she said again: "Another, I believe Zhao Yin is coming soon."

Baima Fuzhou ran under her pull, while squinting at Shi Yong's expression, "Do you have so much confidence in him?"

Shi Yong said no, not paying attention to the mood of the white horse supporting the boat, and said breathlessly: "There has not been any movement for these days, it is not Zhao Yin's style. I guess he will definitely move."

Oh!

The white horse supported the boat just laughed and didn't say anything.

...

"Quick, don't let them run away."

Although Qi Lin did not have the intention to kill them, he was determined not to let Shi Yong take the white horse and boat out of the imperial city. While he led people to chase him, he ordered the palace gate to be closed and no one should be left out of the palace.

For a moment, people were overturned.

The sound of shouting and beating and killing has already alarmed the entire imperial city.

It has to be said that fortunately, the late emperor spent a lot of money to rebuild the imperial city after moving the capital. This imperial city is too big, and the buildings are similar, so it is difficult to distinguish the way. Moreover, because there are few concubines in the palace, many palaces are idle and deserted. A group of people chase each other and measure them with their feet, which is very tiring.

"Chasing! Running over there."

"They were infected with evil poison and ran faster than rabbits."

"The imperial city is so big, I don't believe I can run to the horizon-"

The footsteps behind him were getting faster and faster. Shi Yong looked back and knew that if he continued running like this, he could only exhaust himself and make the enemy cheaper.

"White Horse Supports the Boat, how are you?"

"Hmm?" Baima Fuzhou spoke very slowly, breathing unevenly, her handsome face was as red as blood, and she was sweating profusely, "It's okay."

Shi Yong knew that he was not very good and was anxious.

"Didn't you kill two people with one sword and kill all sides? Why did you become a weak chicken in the blink of an eye?"

The white horse was running tired and breathlessly, "To shock them... I have tried my best with that sword."

"All right."

Shi Yong finally broke out of the encirclement of several imperial guards, but found that there was a dead end in front of him.

"It's over. This is God's going to finish me!"

There are high walls and deep palaces on both sides, with no way ahead and pursuers behind. How can this be better?

"Catch them."

Hearing the screams behind him, Shi Yong's heart beat, but his wrist was held back by the white horse's boat.

"Silly aunt, come with me-"

Shi Yong was stunned for a moment, not yet reacted, but saw a white horse running to a red wall on the left with three or two steps. He suddenly hugged her in the waist, grabbed the sword and leveraged the force, and his body flipped into the wall.

Shi Yong:...

Didn't you say you had exhausted your strength?

Also, if you come to a courtyard wall with no way out, wouldn’t you deliver vegetables?

The white horse helped the boat without saying a word, and pulled her into a hurry.

This is a dilapidated palace, but clothes are drying in the yard, and a wintersweet planted in the corner of the wall is clearly inhabited...

Shi Yong cheered up and prepared to face the enemy.

The door creaked open.

A woman walked out. When she saw the white horse and Shi Yong, she was stunned and didn't say anything.

Shi Yong called out a voice when he met her.

"Empress of the Imperial Concubine?"

This woman was the concubine Yang who jumped into the lake to commit suicide by jumping to the lake and drowned the prince but saved her life.

Baima Fuzhou glanced at Yang and walked in without saying a word.

"I've been disturbed."

Shi Yong held his arm, "What's going on?"

The white horse helped the boat without saying a word, "Hurry up! Come with me-"

Yang looked at them, opened his mouth, lowered his head with his hands and feet, without saying a word. Hearing the loud noise of the pursuers outside, he closed the door in fear and followed.

The three of them walked very fast, without saying anything, only the sound of each other's breathing.

Shi Yong discovered that the place where the white horse helped her take her to was actually the inner hall.

The inner palace is for the woman's residence. What is he going to do?

With Shi Yong's face full of confusion and doubt, the white horse helped the boat to enter the inner hall constantly, signaling Yang to bolt the door, and walked over and moved the big bed in the middle hard.

He didn't move for a moment, and he raised his sweaty handsome face again and signaled to Shi Yong.

"Come and help me, hurry."

Shi Yong walked over and tried a little harder, "What are you doing?"

"Release the bed."

Shi Yong roughly understood, and did not ask again, holding his breath and exerting his energy.

However, looking at the exquisite Qiangong bed, they didn't expect it to be very heavy. The two of them tried their best to help. Yang also stepped forward to help... It took a long time to move the bed about ten feet away from the sound of smashing the door outside the hall.

The white horse helped the boat sweat all over, squatted down and rubbed the dusty ground.

However, after a while, he raised a pale face.

"there is none left."

The continuous shouts outside were terrifying.

Shi Yong took a deep breath, "Is there a secret passage below? Can it be connected to the outside of the palace?"

The white horse nodded and looked around again, his face was already filled with anxiety.

"I remember the entrance was here, how could it be? Where did it go wrong?"
To be continued...