Yang Ronger looked at the carriage below, suddenly got on the horse, and made the move to ride it down.

Han Jian asked, "What are you doing?"

"Go and see, the assassin may be hiding in the carriage." Yang Rong'er said, and each person and one horse had already gone far away.

Han Jian sighed helplessly. The assassin had long been gone. If this continues, it would be better not to be considered a disaster. He didn't know that Yang Xun'er was deliberately avoiding him for a while. At this time, a complex emotion that was inexplicable arose in Yang Xun'er's heart.

Han Jian got on the horse, slowly got off the soil buns, and when he approached the two carriages, he realized that one of the carriages behind him was stuck in the mud and could not get out.

Yang Ronger held a sword in her hand. As soon as she stepped up, the person who was pushing the carriage showed a hint of horror, but only two of them saw clearly, and the two of them kept a certain distance, they felt a little relieved.

"This girl, don't worry if you have something to worry about, don't worry if you have something to worry about." An old man who looked like a shopkeeper came forward and said with a kind look on his face.

Yang Ronger carried the reins of the horse and the horse was circling on the spot. She shouted, "But have you seen an assassin with unknown origin?"

At this time, a luxurious woman from Yong Rong got off the carriage. When she heard Yang Rong'er's words, she was slightly surprised in her eyebrows. She raised her eyebrows and looked up at Yang Rong'er.

The shopkeeper said, "Girl, we are serious businessmen and don't know any assassins."

As he was talking, Han Jian followed him quickly, and he was afraid that Yang Ronger would rashly go up to catch the assassin would cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Han Jian rushed forward and strengthened Yang Ronger's reputation. Although a woman was holding a sword, she was not convinced. However, Han Jian was a man with a murderous look on his face, which made the people around the carriage unconsciously take two steps back.

"Would we check if there are any assassins?" Han Jian jumped off his horse, held his sword, lifted the curtain of a carriage in front of him. The most conspicuous inside were two wooden boxes, and there were some soft quilts, "Is this a long journey?"

"Yes, this is our wife, we are going south to visit relatives." The shopkeeper said.

Most women have foot binding and a pair of small feet. Han Jian glanced at the "madam". The woman had big feet. Although she was graceful and beautiful, she looked over thirties and should be pampered, she gave Han Jian a feeling of not being very down-to-earth.

"Oh." Han Jian didn't think too much, and went to a carriage behind, lifted the curtain, and there were two wooden boxes inside. The four wooden boxes were not enough to hide.

"There is no assassin, I'll be disturbed." Han Jian said.

At this time, Yang Ronger also got off the horse and pulled Han Jian and said, "Even if there are no assassins in the carriage, it doesn't mean they are not with the assassins."

"Did you hear someone bring his family to be an assassin?" Han Jian asked back.

Yang Ronger didn't say anything anymore. She should have noticed these things together, but she didn't understand them herself. She seemed to be inferior to others everywhere today.

"It's okay, disturb you, do you need help?" Han Jian turned to look at the stranger opposite him.

“No worries…”

"Walking far away, I can help you." After Han Jian arrived at the carriage, he looked at the wheels trapped in the mud pit, and then estimated the weight of the boxes on the carriage.

These people are not simple. Han Jian thought.

Han Jian asked someone to take the hardwood and make simple leverage. He spent a lot of effort to pry the carriage out of the mud pit.

"This young man, wipe the sweat." The woman handed over a dry cloth.

"Mrs. Lu." Han Jian took the cloth, but it was the best brocade. Using the brocade as a sweat cloth is really luxurious.

"Madam, what is the box in your car? It seems to be very heavy?" Han Jian asked unintentionally, wiping his face.

The woman's face had a hint of avoidance and she said, "It's all worthless softness..."

Han Jian nodded and did not go into it. He thought that this might be because his family was going to join relatives and he didn't want to reveal his wealth on the way.

Han Jian asked the people about the way, determined the direction of Luoyang City, then said goodbye, got on the horse, and left the convoy with Yang Ronger.

After walking a while, Yang Ronger still had doubts and said, "If you don't check them carefully, you always feel that it's inappropriate."

"I'm kind enough to show the way, so that we won't let us sleep in the wilderness, just take personal favors." Han Jian rushed forward and hurriedly walked.

At this time, in the convoy behind Han Jiaxing, the woman gently stroked her chest and calmed her breath and said, "Fortunately she is not a pursuer."

The shopkeeper on the side said, "Madam, we offended King Xiaodong, so we should not stay for a long time, so we should hurry up. If King Xiaodong is convinced, our shop will not be sealed until tonight. I don't know where we have gone and can't catch up with us."

This woman was the "godmother" of Xiliu, the eldest and older, and Mrs. Luo, who was given a two-day ultimatum by Han Jian.

Mrs. Luo sighed and said, "We have worked hard in the capital for more than ten years... Alas! Is there any news coming to the south?"

"Not yet." said the shopkeeper, "but we have always had business in Qi Dynasty. This time, we will play gongs and drums and start with another stove. It will be a bit difficult. But I believe that the wife will make a comeback soon."

"I have to do this." Mrs. Luo got on the carriage and called the coachman and his entourage to hurry on his way.

She couldn't help but remembered the young man just now. "He's a good person." Mrs. Luo thought secretly in her heart.

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Han Jian and Yang Ronger rushed back and finally returned to Luoyang City before the gate of Shangdeng City was closed. At this time, inside and outside Luoyang City were like a tight string, and the guards set up chucks everywhere to check passers-by, saying that they were searching for assassins.

Han Jian knew that the people in the escort would also show the queen to let the queen know that they were doing things.

"Where are you going?" As soon as Han Jian entered the city, he wanted to ride back to the Dongwang Mansion's villa. Yang Ronger called him, "At this time, shouldn't he go to the palace to explain the situation?"

"Yes." Han Jian held the horse and smiled, "I just wanted to go back early to notify my family and report safety."

Yang Ronger glanced at Han Jian and thought to herself, why is this person sometimes smart as if he doesn't know anything about the world, but sometimes he makes such a low-level mistake? It is difficult to understand that going home is more important than going to the palace?

Han Jian and Yang Ronger went to the main gate of the palace, Yingtianmen. At this time, outside Yingtianmen, the palace guards were very tightly guarded. Han Jian and Yang Ronger had to get off the horse and walk long ago. Before they could reach the palace gate, a figure hurriedly came over with a lantern. Han Jian had met this person at the palace banquet the day before yesterday, and was Lu Shaokun, the eunuch of the palace force.

"Your Highness Xiaodong King, you are back." When Lu Shaokun saw Han Jian, he seemed to be as enthusiastic as seeing his relatives. "Your Majesty asked the old slave to wait here, and he had been waiting for a while. Oh, and Miss Yang Er."

Seeing Yang Xuaner walking with him, Lu Shaokun replenished Yang Xuaner.

"Oh? Your Majesty is waiting for us?" Han Jian smiled, "I'll bother Eunuch Lu to lead the way."

"Okay, Xiaodong King, Miss Yang Er, please come with the old slave."

Because Han Jian made great contributions to the rescue today, and the queen anxiously sent someone to search after Han Jian was lost after he pursued the assassin, Lu Shaokun felt that this Xiaodong King was deeply appreciated by the Queen, and his attitude towards Han Jian was extremely enthusiastic.

Along the way, Lu Shaokun said a lot of flattery, and Han Jian was also able to handle it easily. Han Jian had been withstood for decades, and he was able to handle all kinds of people with ease, and he could resist an old eunuch.

Yang Ronger, who had been silent afterwards, was surprised. She felt that Han Jian was the kind of person who spoke directly and cheerful and occasionally joked. She felt that this was because of Han Jian's lofty status and playboy personality. To put it bluntly, she didn't understand the worldly ways. But when she saw the conversation between Han Jian and Lu Shaokun, she felt that this was an old fox in the worldly ways. Even her father and brother whom she always respected would not be patient and talk to an old eunuch.

"Here." Lu Shaokun took the two of them to a well-defended palace and said, "Xiaodong King, Your Majesty is waiting inside, and the old slave can only send it here. Miss Yang Er, why don't you... wait outside?"

When Yang Ronger heard this, she knew that she was not the one invited by the queen, and she also knew that Han Jian, the one who made the greatest contribution today, was Han Jian, not her.
Chapter completed!