Xiao Lingyue originally kept this suspicion and worry in her heart because she didn't want to arouse Zhan Beihan's suspicion anymore - he was already very suspicious that she was related to Nan Yan.
Now, since Zhan Beihan offered this opportunity, why didn't she accept it?
"When do you plan to leave?" Xiao Lingyue made a decision in her heart and asked simply.
"At sunset." Zhan Beihan said.
Xiao Lingyue glanced at the sky, then frowned and said, "If you and I leave, what will happen to Hanhan and Beibei?"
"The carriage will follow the imperial driver back to the capital and go directly to the palace." Zhan Beihan said calmly, "The palace is the safest."
"What about along the way? What if there are assassins again..."
Zhan Beihan's tone was stern: "With Dragon Scale Guards and Imperial Guards, as well as secret guards accompanying us, which assassin dares to come looking for death!"
Xiao Lingyue thought about it and breathed a sigh of relief.
Too.
Traveling with a royal driver is different from that in Xiangguo Temple, the defense and protection will only be stricter.
In the Xiangguo Temple before, Emperor Zhaoming, the prince and the secret guards around Han Han were not allowed to enter the temple, and the dragon scale guards were also transferred away, which gave the assassins an opportunity.
But it's different on the road. It's hard for assassins to find opportunities to strike.
As long as he returns to the capital smoothly and enters the palace.
Even if the assassin grows a pair of wings, he can't fly into the palace.
"Okay, it's settled then! After sunset and the light dims, we will leave quietly so as not to disturb others," Xiao Lingyue said.
Zhan Beihan raised his hand to signal.
A dragon scale guard came over, holding a tall white horse in his hand. His body was smooth and beautiful. At first glance, he was the best among military horses.
Xiao Lingyue was stunned: "For me?"
"Otherwise, are you going to drive in a carriage? Don't waste time!"
Zhan Beihan said angrily, then walked towards the black horse and turned over neatly.
At this time, Yu Jia had already walked some distance, riding in the Shen family's broken carriage. It was really difficult to catch up, and Zhan Beihan couldn't stop and wait for her.
Xiao Lingyue curled her lips, held the reins of the white horse, and reached out to touch the horse's neck.
The white horse has obviously been trained and is not repellent.
Xiao Lingyue grasped the reins tightly, stepped on the pedals, and easily turned onto the horse.
"drive!"
Two horses, one black and one white, spread their hooves and quickly chased the team of chariots in front.
On the way, we passed one official carriage after another.
Some officials felt bored sitting in the car, so they opened the windows wide, heard the sound of horse hooves, and subconsciously took a look outside.
"Drive!" The male voice was low and magnetic, and the black horse passed by like a whirlwind.
"Drive!" followed closely by another beautiful white horse. The woman on the horse was wearing a veil, her black hair was flying, and her voice was cold and sweet.
Two horses galloped past, one behind the other.
The courtiers in the carriage opened their eyes wide and poked their heads out: "Isn't that His Highness King Yi?"
"Who is that woman behind?"
"How dare you ride a horse behind the imperial chariot, or with His Highness King Yi?"
"Which noble girl is this?"
"..."
The horse's hooves flew away, leaving all kinds of comments behind.
Xiao Lingyue heard nothing.
But the old marquis, who was lying in another carriage, heard it.
He struggled to push the window open, and saw two horses passing by the car one after another. His eyes widened: "Shen Wan?"