"It's done." Lu Chun let out a long breath: "It's just that my hair doesn't change easily."
"It's okay. Anyway, the prince should have seen his portrait. As long as it's about the same, it's fine. As for his hair... not many people know that his hair is all white." Chu Qiluo looked at the dead man standing there like a wooden stake.
He looked at the corpse of the soldier and praised: "The Green Spring Disguise Skill has improved again, which is gratifying."
"Stop talking about it." Lu Chun's little face was paler than the screen, and he was about to vomit: "Hurry up and get out of the city. Now I just want to find a place to vomit quietly."
Haha. Seeing the guard on the left who was going to steal the horse driving a group of horses over, Chu Qiluo patted her on the back: "Okay, go out now and let you vomit properly."
The city gate was already half open, and the prince was chasing after him. After giving the command, Mu Zijin turned around and raised his eyebrows: "Counsel Chu, how do you avoid the pursuers?"
"Let's go, there will be no pursuers." Chu Qiluo smiled brightly, got on her horse, and stretched out her hand to pull Lu Chun up.
The horses were approaching, and the curtain fell on the horse's back. After hearing such unreasonable words, he immediately turned around and was about to express his disdain when he caught sight of the 'curtain' from the corner of his eye. He immediately froze and looked up at Feng Qingyun.
The indifferent Chu Qiluo was filled with shock and sighed for a long time: "Counsel Chu."
Chu Qiluo looked at him calmly. Seeing that his eyes were sincere and the voice was not perfunctory, she responded with the brightest smile: "Counselor..." She waved the long whip in her hand: "Drive!"
As soon as the Chu counselor uttered this word, it meant that his boss Jin recognized Chu Qiluo's status. Before, he proudly called her Chu Qiluo, and she responded. Later, when he saw that she was neither humble nor arrogant, he admired her, so he called her Miss Chu, and she also responded.
Without losing face, now that he finally understands that she is not a waste and admits her identity as a counselor, she will of course agree more happily!
The horses' hooves were flying, several guards broke off, and the horses rushed out. By the time the prince arrived, all he could see was smoke and dust rising in the distance.
He was so angry that he kicked the wall hard: "Prepare your horse! Let me chase you!"
Immediately, a soldier came forward with a horse. He grabbed the reins and jumped on the horse. Suddenly he frowned and said, "Get out of my way!"
He was referring to the soldier who was standing straight in the middle of the road. Even after shouting several times, the man remained motionless. As if he hadn't noticed, Ye Lihuan immediately noticed something was wrong and stepped forward. He only glanced at it and almost fell off his horse:
"Mu, Mu Zijin?"
"Your Highness! Your Highness!" The prefect rushed up tremblingly. He was shocked when he saw this situation. He thought he was smart and ran forward to push the man: "Why don't you kneel down and salute!"
"Don't touch him!" Before he could finish his words, the man with a stern expression fell to the ground, causing dust to rise all over the ground.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, he is dead." The eunuch was covered in cold sweat, fearing that the prince would behead him if he got angry.
Ye Lihuan turned over and dismounted, took the dead man in his hand and inspected it carefully, then frowned and said with a strange expression: "Is he disguised?"
The guard behind him immediately stepped forward and carefully inspected it. No disguise substance could be wiped off, and even after swabbing his face with grease, there was no change... He bowed and said, "Your Highness, there should be no disguise."
Dead? At least it's better than following Ye Langxie! Once he died, Ye Langxie lost the opportunity, and his trip to Maple City was in vain. He lost the first battle and his morale plummeted!
"Okay!" Ye Lihuan's eyes suddenly shone, and he smiled instead of angry. He looked at the east where the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, his eyes narrowed into a line due to the glare of the sun, his expression was cold, and finally he looked up to the sky and smiled: "Mu Zijin
Die! No one can get it! Hahahaha! Die!"
"No, they can't possibly kill him!" He suddenly turned around and stared at the prefect: "Search for me! Is there anyone missing?"
The soldiers dispersed with a loud bang, and gathered together again in less than half a stick of incense: "Thirty people died on the southeast wall, twenty-nine people died on the east gate, and one person is missing!"
A person is missing, and sure enough, a person is missing! Ye Lihuan's smile widens. He is indeed the Son of Heaven, the Nine-Fifth Emperor! Even God is helping him! It must be that man who stabbed Mu Zijin to death, so he was taken away!
With Ye Langxie's character, his plan was ruined by a soldier guarding the city. He must have been so filled with hatred that he took him away. Unless the man received the most brutal death, it would not be enough to satisfy his resentment!
He waved his hand: "Reward the missing soldier's family with a hundred taels of gold and return to the city."
The sedan slowly made its way back to the Imperial Capital. The journey was smooth and smooth. The bandits who blocked the road before were nowhere to be seen, but it did not arouse anyone's doubts. After all, those unworthy little thieves had stopped them before and were overjoyed after getting so much food.
You might lose your head and try to stop Ye Langxie. It's so normal to be wiped out by a cold and heartless person like Ye Langxie, isn't it?
Ye Lihuan opened the curtain and looked at the ruins on the roadside, filled with joy, but unexpectedly, the color of the world changed from then on. In his eyes, the throne that he had captured was no longer out of reach...
Opposite him was Ye Langxie and his party. They ran away from Maple City and turned around the mountain valley, then entered the Puhu Forest. The trees were deep all around and the branches were covered with green branches. No matter which direction they looked from Maple City, they could not see anything.
Here, Chu Qiluo made sure that there were no pursuers behind her, then she got off her horse and helped Lu Chun stand aside to catch her breath.
When Ye Langxie heard the sound, he immediately reined in his horse and returned, smiling noncommittally: "Afraid of blood?"
Mu Zijin, who had been walking a little ahead of Chu Qiluo, was originally a little confused by her sudden reining in, but after hearing this sentence, he was simply contemptuous to the extreme: "Your Highness, the prince may chase you at some time, so it is better to hurry on, right?
"
After hearing this, Lu Chun was also a little worried. Although it was indeed uncomfortable, he still shook Chu Qiluo's hand to indicate that she was okay, and stood up to get on the horse.
"Counsel." Chu Qiluo grabbed Lu Chun, patted her back to comfort her, and glanced at him coldly: "Counsel Rong, I would like to remind you that there are no pursuing troops in the rear."
Is there really no pursuer? How is this possible? Mu Zijin's hand tightened on the reins, but he couldn't bring himself to look behind him. In fact, there was no need to look. It had been so long. If there were really pursuers, they would have caught up long ago, right?
.He frowned and looked at her without saying a word.
But just because he didn't speak, it didn't mean that Chu Qiluo wouldn't say that she endured Yelangxie again and again because he was still kind to her, and because of his status, she couldn't be too rude, but behind the scenes
Who is Zijin? Apart from his external name, he has no acquaintance with her! They are of equal status, so why should she tolerate his provocations and belittlings?
She stood with her hands behind her hands, with a solemn expression: "Although my counselor has not yet become famous, there is only a long way to go. No matter how disdainful the counselor is, he will have to confront each other in the future to know himself and the enemy. Such provocations and suppressions will only make me think that the master counselor is more valuable than anyone else!"
Among them, Mu Zijin had such a high heart, how could he bear such an insult? His usual iceberg face finally changed. He gritted his teeth and glared at her, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her face - no one had ever dared to treat him like this.