When Qiao Yuyan heard this, her heart beat wildly and she quickly said, "What's the deal?"
Unexpectedly, when the other party heard her words, he just looked at her expression with his eyes. After a while, he gently shook his head and said, "It's hard to say now, but Mrs. Six can first agree to Zhao's promise and wait.
Zhao will come back to ask Mrs. Six for it in the future."
Qiao Yuyan immediately became vigilant after hearing this. She frowned and looked at him.
But Zhao Jinghai still had that faint smile on his face, giving him a feeling of the presence of an old god.
Heaven and man are at war in Qiao Yuyan's head.
Who is Zhao Jinghai, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, and what kind of things can he ask of her?
Qiao Yuyan knew her own weakness, and also knew that she actually didn't have much ability. If he wanted something from her, it would either be related to the Wen family or the Qiao family.
Seeing the embarrassment in her expression, Zhao Jinghai smiled again, "Sixth Mrs., haven't you thought about this yet? In Zhao's opinion, the Sixth Mrs.'s current matter should be very urgent. Why, such a verbal promise from Zhao actually turned out to be...
Keeping you from making up your mind?"
Qiao Yuyan looked at him steadily, "I can't guarantee that if you ask me to commit murder or arson, something that goes against my conscience, will I have to agree?"
It's not like murder and arson. If you want me to harm the interests of the family and betray relatives and friends..."
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Zhao Jinghai interrupted her, "As a woman, what can you do for me? The murder and arson you mentioned, don't you think it would be easier for me to do it myself than for you to do it?
As for disobeying family members and friends... This is the risk you are taking, Mrs. Six. You decide for yourself whether you are willing to agree or not. If you don't agree, I will quietly send you back to the Wen family now. Don't worry, I won't be exposed.
What happened to you sneaking out today? If you want, I won’t ask any questions and just listen to you.”
Qiao Yuyan didn't have much dealings with Zhao Jinghai, but he was the commander of the Jinyi Guards, and his name alone was scary enough.
In this dynasty, no matter which family it is, even if it is the royal family members, they are the ones who are most afraid of them.
There is an experiment that goes without saying. Once Jin Yiwei comes in, nothing good will happen.
But at this moment, Qiao Yuyan looked at his smiling eyes, and intuitively felt that this person was trustworthy.
"Okay! Then I promise you."
As soon as Qiao Yuyan finished speaking, Zhao Jinghai immediately clamped the horse's belly and drove the horse underneath him, "Then Mrs. Six, where are you going?"
"Daxiangguo Temple!"
Qiao Yuyan's answer made Zhao Jinghai's breath freeze for a moment, and then she heard the man behind her laugh, "You really don't suffer at all."
"What do you mean by this?"
"It's just a verbal promise from you, but you let me put my head in my waistband and work for you."
These words made Qiao Yuyan's face feel a little hot.
On the night of the late emperor's death, the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion in the Grand Xiangguo Temple collapsed, which caused a huge amount of discussion both inside and outside the court, and cast a shadow over the seventh prince inexplicably.
Early the next morning, Daxiangguo Temple was sealed.
Qiao Yuyan didn't know how to deal with it later, but she could figure it out. The Daxiangguo Temple at this time must be a forbidden area.
It was precisely for this reason that Qiao Yuyan felt that this place was a breakthrough.
She recalled the first time she went to Daxiangguo Temple after her rebirth.
That was when Yao Ruoyi and her brother were plotting against her with poisonous bees, and Lan Yitian from the Criminal Department came over.
When they left the trail, Qiao Yuyan clearly remembered that she saw a person in the Sutra Pavilion.
It was just that she was in a hurry, and she only caught a glimpse of it. Later, she was interrupted by various things, and the incident faded from her memory.
Later, the incident of praying at the Daxiangguo Temple showed that this place was unusual.
Now, the Sutra Pavilion collapsed exactly on the night of the late emperor's death, or did it collapse in full view of the public. There must be something wrong with this.
She has nowhere else to go but here.
Fortunately, Zhao Jinghai kept his word. Although he felt that it was inappropriate for Qiao Yuyan to go to Daxiangguo Temple at this time, he did not ask any more questions and rode his horse towards the city gate with her.
Now all the city gates in the capital have been locked, and people are prohibited from entering or exiting.
But Zhao Jinghai was a Jin Yiwei, and he was a special being. Before he reached the city gate, he took out the big cloak, said "I'm sorry", and covered Qiao Yuyan's head in it.
From the outside, it seemed that he was the only one sitting on the horse.
The soldiers at the city gate only saw Jin Yiwei's waistband at a glance and let him go without saying a word.
Feeling the whistling wind blowing by her side, Qiao Yuyan's heart finally slowly dropped.
She is out of town.
Far away from the city gate, Zhao Jinghai took off his cloak again, but instead of stuffing it between the two people, he covered Qiao Yuyan's shoulders, "It's snowing heavily today, and it's still some distance from the Daxiangguo Temple.
But you were frozen to death before our people arrived. You delicate women don’t even survive the cold."
What kind of straight man tone is this? Qiao Yuyan sighed helplessly in her heart.
But those who know the current affairs are heroes, and what the other party said is right. There is no reason why she should be suffering from this cold for no reason at this time.
As soon as he tightened his cloak, Zhao Jinghai handed him a piece of naan and said, "Take two bites first!"
Qiao Yuyan was not polite and reached out to take it. She turned around and saw that he was drinking.
Sensing her gaze, Zhao Jinghai handed the wine bottle to her, "Would you like a sip?"
Qiao Yuyan quickly shook her head, causing the other party to chuckle twice.
It was freezing cold, and the naan was also hard and cold. Qiao Yuyan took a few bites, put a cushion in her stomach, and stopped eating.
Zhao Jinghai saw her put away her food and then mounted her horse again.
This time, neither of them said anything. They rode directly towards the Daxiangguo Temple.
Before we even reached the place, we saw that there were layers of martial law there, and there were even some military tents stationed there.
Qiao Yuyan couldn't help but frowned. How was she going to get in like this?
and……
In this situation, is her guess really correct?
Zhao Jinghai stopped his horse far away, turned his back and walked forward, "You clean yourself up, I will take you in later, don't let anyone notice that you are a woman."
Can this get through?
Qiao Yuyan had no choice but to untie her hair and tie it into a bun like a man.
But my hair is easy to talk about, but what about my clothes?
She had just packed up when Zhao Jinghai came back, threw him a set of soldier's armor and said, "Put it on."
Qiao Yuyan subconsciously glanced at the embroidered spring knife at his waist, and without asking, she silently put it on, "Okay."