The moon was at the top of the sky, neither of them spoke, they just cuddled up to each other quietly, and even their breathing could be heard clearly.
The hazy atmosphere is always easy to arouse hormones, and unconsciously, lips and tongues fuse.
The humid mountain breeze did not dampen the passion between the two of them, but instead intensified it.
At this moment, a sparse voice sounded, which was extremely clear in this silent night.
Yang Fan and Changsun Wugou suddenly woke up and looked at each other, their faces turning pale.
Yang Fan pulled up his eldest grandson Wugu and wanted to run away, but there was no way to go.
Because the two of them were on the cliff, the road they just came up was the only way.
Changsun Wugou felt that his legs and feet were a little weak, and he asked helplessly: "What is it?"
Yang Fan looked down and found nothing, but his hair stood on end.
In this deep mountain and old forest, a solitary tiger is not scary.
Because Yang Fan is very confident in his own skills.
What he fears most are wolves!
With such a delicate and beautiful woman like Changsun Wugao, Yang Fan really had no confidence that he could bring her back intact among the wolves.
But it can be judged from the sound just now that that sound was definitely made by more than one animal.
Yang Fan protected his eldest grandson Wugou behind him and shook his head gently at her, not daring to speak any more for fear of making noise and attracting things.
After a while, the two of them discovered with horror that the noise just now seemed to be an accident, and now there seemed to be no more movement.
Yang Fan signaled his eldest son, Wugou, to hide behind the rock and plan to find out.
He felt that even with a pack of wolves, the road up the mountain was not wide. If he fought alone, the pack of wolves would not be his opponent.
Giving Changsun Wugou a reassuring look, Yang Fan tiptoed downwards.
At this time, Changsun Wugu's heart was in his throat, his body was stiff, he covered his mouth and did not dare to make a sound.
Yang Fan bravely walked down a few dozen meters and looked around, but found nothing.
Just when he was a little confused, a sadistic voice came.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Duke Wannian is indeed a passionate person. He can even hook up with the current queen. I really admire him."
Hearing this, Yang Fan's face changed and his mind was spinning.
Who is this person, who actually knows the identities of himself and Changsun Wugou?
Could it be that he is His Majesty Li Er's secret agent?
If he is really a member of His Majesty Li Er, once his relationship with his eldest grandson Wugou is exposed, there will really be no place for him to hide in the Tang Dynasty.
When I thought about it again, I thought it was impossible.
If he is really a member of His Majesty Li Er, how can he dare to speculate about his relationship with his eldest grandson Wugou without any conclusive evidence?
With such cruel words, he was obviously seeing His Majesty Li Er's joke, and was even trying to induce him to admit his relationship with his eldest grandson Wugou.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan calmed down.
As long as they are not His Majesty Li Er's people, it will be easy to handle!
So he said to the direction where the voice came from: "Since you know the identity of my wife and I, I guess you are not an unknown person, but why do you deliberately stir up trouble and do villainy?"
"Tonight the moon is high and the stars are shining. It is a good time to admire the moon. I will accompany the queen to the mountain to admire the moon. What is wrong with this?"
The other party was silent for a while, silent, then with a snap of his fingers, little sparks lit up the entire mountain.
Only then did Yang Fan realize that they were a group of night walkers dressed in black.
The torches slowly spread out to both sides, and the middle-aged monk who was walking out during the day was seen.
Walking twenty meters away from Yang Fan, the middle-aged monk clasped his hands together and said, "I just made a speech without saying something. Please don't take it offence, Lord Wannian."
"But Wannian County Duke and the Queen went up the mountain to admire the moon without saying hello, which made me very worried."
"There are many wild beasts in the mountains. If there is something wrong between the county prince and the empress, I will be blamed for Wan Nian's death. The county magistrate Wannian should quickly ask the queen to come down and let's go down the mountain together."
"The scenery of Qinling Mountains is even more beautiful in the morning. Tomorrow I will let you come and enjoy it."
Perhaps because he had not seen his eldest grandson Wugou, the middle-aged monk was a little surprised. He changed the topic and wanted to trick Yang Fan and the two of them to go down the mountain first.
But Yang Fan was not that stupid, and he felt happy in his heart, did this guy really think he was so easy to deceive?
If they really came to find them, why would these people cover their faces and be fully armed?
Are the bright swords in the hands of the men in black and the crossbows on their backs really used to fight wild beasts?
You know, crossbows are prohibited items, and not everyone can hold them.
You, a monk from a monastery, led a group of heavily armed men to find the queen. You know it with your butt, and you must have bad intentions.
However, Yang Fan did not expose it right away. Instead, he smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, Master. In order not to let others disturb me while admiring the moon, I asked you to guard me here. Please wait a moment, Master, and I will ask you what you mean."
"Thank you!" The middle-aged monk was not embarrassed, but agreed readily.
He knew the terrain here very well, and this was the only way down the mountain.
Although Yang Fan and the others flew down from the sky today, the unknown aircraft was still placed inside the temple.
Therefore, the middle-aged man can conclude that Yang Fan cannot run away at all.
Arriving at the stone where Changsun Wugou was hiding, Yang Fan shouted softly: "Is your Majesty here..."
Changsun Wugou then secretly poked his head out, and after seeing Yang Fan clearly through the moonlight, he trotted up to Yang Fan and asked, "Who is the person below? Are they here to see us?"
Although he heard Yang Fan talking to others, Changsun Wugou did not hear clearly because of the distance.
Yang Fan smiled bitterly and said: "They are indeed looking for us, but they come with bad intentions!"
"Isn't he a monk in the temple?" Changsun Wujia was slightly stunned.
Yang Fan pinched Changsun Wugou's cheek and joked: "We Wugou are really famous all over the world. Even the old monks in the mountains know your identity and even sent people armed to look for you. You said you are so proud.
Not big?"
"Ah? How could this happen? Who are they?"
"You have to ask yourself this? Anyone who can tell your identity at a glance is obviously not a Jiji person."
Changsun Wugou rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Ask me again? Apart from the imperial city, I rarely have the opportunity to leave the palace. How can I know these people?"
Yang Fan chuckled and said, "You'll know when you go and take a look."
"Then I will go meet him and see what the purpose of these people is." Changsun Wugou was no longer afraid and turned around to go down the mountain.
Yang Fan smiled bitterly.
The other party is obviously a bad person. If this continues, isn't it like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
"Wugou, wait." Yang Fan shouted, and as he spoke, he was about to untie Changsun Wugou's belt.
Seeing Yang Fan's actions, Changsun Wugu blushed with embarrassment and yelled: "What do you want? Are you still thinking about those things at this time?"
Hearing this, Yang Fan was stunned and immediately felt dumbfounded.
Women, the circuitry of the brain is indeed different from ordinary people.
There will be a fierce battle later, so it is safe to carry this person on your back. After all, it is easy to focus on one thing and lose the other.
Once Changsun Wugou is caught, he will definitely throw a weapon into his hands and not let go of his fists.
But Changsun Wugou thought that it was too unfair for him to do what he wanted to do. Do he really think that he was an evil spirit in lust?
However, after being wronged, Yang Fan still planned to tease her and grinned: "What do you want? It's really not what you think... Could it be that you still plan to... that something? Haha, you really think too much, of course.
, if the empress wants it, I will do my best and die!"
The eldest grandson Wugou glared at Yang Fan fiercely, almost feeling ashamed and angry.
What do I want?
What did I think?
What a scoundrel!
It seems that you unbuckled my belt, why did I think so?
Changsun Wugou was a little confused.
However, Yang Fan said shamelessly: "Oh, Wujiu felt that the other party was outnumbered and the person who came was unkind, so..."
"Okay, as the saying goes, you can die under peonies and be a ghost. Come on, I'll let you ravage me."
Seeing Yang Fan's rogue appearance, Changsun Wugou was extremely angry. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the sound of rapid footsteps.
Changsun Wugou raised his head in shock and met Yang Fan's calm eyes.
Both of them were shocked!
There was only one reason why these people dared to come directly, which was obviously to capture or kill them.
Yang Fan didn't care what to say.
He took off Changsun Wugu's belt and tied her to his back with three strokes.
Only then did Changsun Wugu realize that he had really misunderstood, and he immediately buried his head in shame like an ostrich.
Don't tell me, did she really have any expectations just now?
This made Changsun Wujia wonder, was he really born a slut?
But little did she know that women in this era have always suppressed their nature. Once released, they would take the risk of violating taboos.
At that time, the middle-aged monk saw Yang Fan standing by the cliff, with the eldest grandson Wugou being carried on his back.
The middle-aged monk knew that Yang Fan must have discovered his purpose, but he was not worried.
In his opinion, with so many people holding crossbows, Yang Fan would not be able to escape even if he had three heads and six arms.
The middle-aged monk is named Wang Yuanquan. He is only in his forties this year, which is the age when he is ambitious.
When his sister got married to the crown prince Li Jiancheng, she thought that the family would become prosperous.
Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed and Li Jiancheng was not only killed, but they also had no choice but to run for their lives like bereaved dogs.
Over the years, he has been unwilling to be a desperado and always wants to regain everything for his nephew.
It is a pity that His Majesty Li Er did not give them this opportunity.
More than ten years have passed, and even Li Jiancheng's remaining team has been depleted.
As a result, Wang Yuanquan could only take Li Chenggong and the remaining people to survive.
In fact, if Wang Yuanquan didn't have any ambitions, with the team and wealth left by Li Jiancheng, it would be quite good to be a well-off man in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
But Wang Yuanquan did not give up. Obviously, being a rich man could not satisfy his pursuit of quality of life.
After all, once my nephew Li Chenggong becomes emperor, he will be a hero above all others.
Even, because this nephew has been raised by him.
If Li Chenggong becomes emperor, he will be equivalent to the Supreme Emperor.
Over the years, he has been constantly in contact with those who fought against Li Er, and he has worked hard in front of Li Chenggong and performed his duties with all his heart. His purpose is obvious.
Unfortunately, the results achieved in recent years have been very poor.
Think about it, now that the Tang Dynasty can be regarded as peaceful and peaceful, how many people can join forces with him to resist?
Therefore, Wang Yuanquan was actually a little twisted in his heart. He always believed that all his misfortunes were caused by His Majesty Li Er.
Now that I see my eldest grandson Wugou alone, of course he wants to vent the pain he has endured over the years.
In his opinion, as long as he captures the eldest grandson Wugou, uses her to threaten His Majesty Li Er, and then unites with the Cui family and other aristocratic families, he will definitely have a chance to bring down the emperor.
As long as His Majesty Li Er is eliminated and Li Chenggong ascends the throne as the new emperor, then his uncle will be the master of Conglong, and he will be crowned king.
I have to say that Wang Yuanquan’s calculation was very good.
It's a pity that he didn't know that because of his eagerness for quick success, he laid hidden dangers for their destruction.
Although there are only two people, Yang Fan and Changsun Wugou, Yang Fan is no easier to deal with than a group of forbidden troops.
As the man in black appeared, the eldest grandson Wugou, who was lying behind Yang Fan, was shocked and shouted: "The remnant of the former prince?"
Wang Yuanquan did not panic.
He was not surprised that Changsun Wugou could recognize them as the former prince.
Because the clothes of these men in black are embroidered with specific marks, it is not difficult for insiders to identify them.
And Yang Fan finally knew why the middle-aged monk recognized Changsun Wugou at a glance during the day.
It turns out that this is His Majesty Li Er’s mortal enemy!
But Yang Fan couldn’t figure it out!
Logically speaking, Li Jiancheng's entire lineage was killed by His Majesty Li Er.
Without the backbone, this anti-Lee alliance should quickly collapse.
Now more than ten years have passed, and these people are still using the banner of the former prince. Does it mean that Li Jiancheng still has descendants?
Just as he was about to ask, Changsun Wujiu, who was on his back, started to make a fuss and said anxiously: "Put me down quickly and run away alone."
When Changsun Wugou saw this group of people, he knew that his chances of survival were low. He was horrified and quickly persuaded Yang Fan to let go of him.
Yang Fan was startled, held her down, and said angrily: "Are you crazy? Do you know the consequences of being caught by them?"
As he said that, he slapped his buttocks.
In pain, Changsun Wugou did not struggle anymore, but said with a cry: "These people are not simple. With me, you can't get out at all. These people are a secret team established by the former prince Li Jiancheng.
Its ferocity is no less than that of the Xuanjia Army."
Hearing this, Yang Fan was also a little moved. He had never seen how powerful the real Xuanjia Army was.
But from the eliminated Xuanjia Army in the right guard and left camp, it can be inferred that the real Xuanjia Army must be more powerful.
These people are actually not weaker than the Xuanjia Army, so they are really in big trouble today.
You must know that those Zuoying soldiers, with Yang Fan's skills, can only face a dozen at the same time.
There were more than twenty men in black in front of them, and they were taking their eldest grandson Wugou with them. It would be really not easy to escape intact.
It can even be said to be completely impossible.
But Yang Fan didn't have the habit of abandoning women, and quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, Madam, it's just some clowns, so there's nothing to be afraid of!"
Having said that, his whole body became tense, trying to find an opportunity to kill.
Wang Yuanquan laughed proudly at Changsun Wugou's reaction.
She has been hiding here and there like a mouse for these years. If she could catch the current queen, it would be a huge boost to her morale.
So Wang Yuanquan said proudly: "Empress, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. How are you doing?"
Changsun Wugou looked at Wang Yuanquan with some confusion and asked, "Do we know h?"
Wang Yuanquan chuckled: "The Queen is really a noble person who forgets things. But it's no wonder. I was just a follower of His Highness the Crown Prince, and I only met the Queen a few times."
After hearing Wang Yuanquan's words, Changsun Wugou frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
But soon he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed: "You are not the former prince's little follower, you are his counselor king... Didn't the second brother say that you are dead? Why are you still alive now?"
Perhaps because he thought that Yang Fan and the others were already in trouble, Wang Yuanquan said without any scruples: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been on guard against King Qin for a long time, but he did not take action early because of family ties, so he was shot dead by the villain King Qin at Xuanwu Gate."
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked me to go out secretly to carry out a mission, and I narrowly escaped disaster. Can you not think of it?"
"Now that the Queen has thrown herself into a trap, God really has eyes. King Qin is worse than a beast. Even God can't stand it."
Changsun Wugou had no way to refute.
His Majesty Li Er killed his brother and trapped his father, which was originally a stain on his life.
In this era where filial piety and righteousness are the first priority, it cannot be washed away even if you want to.
The reason why Changsun Wugou believed in Buddhism so much was because he wanted to atone for His Majesty Li Er's sins.
While the two were talking, Yang Fan was not idle and kept looking around.
This place is simply a paradise.
The only way to escape was to fight these people, and Yang Fan was a little anxious.
After all, if you kill directly, the chance of getting out alive is less than 50%.
It can be said that this time is the most dangerous time since Yang Fan traveled to the Tang Dynasty.
But no matter what, he couldn't let Changsun Wugou do nothing, right?
People always have some persistence!
If the eldest grandson Wugou is left here because he cherishes his life, then he might as well die.
Looking at the dense forest below, Yang Fan's eyes lit up.
As long as you can break through the siege of these people, you will be able to escape and ascend to heaven with the help of the cover of night and forest.
In the dense woods, it was simply impossible for these people to catch up with them.
However, there were more than twenty men in black holding crossbows. No matter how conceited Yang Fan was, he did not dare to say that he could lead his eldest grandson Wugou out of the siege.
Although he has the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt, his grandson Wugou doesn’t have it!
If he was hit by a crossbow, the only outcome for Changsun Wugou would be death.
For a time, Yang Fan was in a dilemma.
Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked at the extremely proud middle-aged monk, and Yang Fan was anxious and wise.
That's right, capture the king first if you capture the lowly one!
If this guy can be restrained, the chance of escaping will be greatly increased.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan decided to strike first and said softly to Changsun Wugou: "Hold on, no matter what happens, you must hide behind me and don't stick your head out."
Changsun Wugou's heart trembled. As smart as she was, she naturally knew what Yang Fan's behavior meant.
He wanted to use his body to block the crossbow, but there were so many people on the other side and they were so close. How could he be a match for those people?
No matter how strong a person is, he will be shot into a hornet's nest when faced with a crossbow.