Chapter 188 Escape

Not long after Mo Ziyao left, the guard who went to report came back. He rushed into the camp like a gust of wind, but soon came out again. His face was ugly and he grabbed a thin and tall guard and asked in a low voice, "What about the two women?"

The tall thin man blinked and shook his head indifferently, indicating that he didn't know. Seeing that the guard's face suddenly sank, he couldn't help scratching his head and said, "Didn't Zhang Fuwei take it away? How..."

Before the tall and thin man finished speaking, he saw the guard's face change again and again, his lips trembled, and he blurted out, "A bunch of idiots! Even a woman can't stand it. Let's prepare to welcome the prince's anger one by one!"

The scolded thin and tall face suddenly turned white. He stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the commanding guard and pushed it to the ground. His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You idiot, you'd better keep your mouth clean. He was taken away by the prince's life. It's none of my business?"

The guard rolled on the ground twice, and his arrogance disappeared. He got up and said with a smiling face, "Brother He, don't be angry. I'm also in a hurry for a moment. By the way, where did Xiao Gong, who was guarding the door with me, go?

The tall thin man snorted and did not intend to answer him, but the person next to him said, "I followed Vice Zhang to go to the prince's camp. Why, didn't you meet them?"

"What?!" After listening to this, the guard shook his body and collapsed on the ground like dead ashes. He kept repeating two words with his mouth open: "It's over, it's over..."

By the saying, Mo Ziyao's master and servant followed Zhang Sai up the mountain and climbed several hills in a row before stopping.

Fortunately, Zhang Sai knew that Mo Ziyao's light skills were not good, and she only ran for a while and fell to the ground, otherwise she would have to be angry and die. Even if it is used, the forest is dense and the light is extremely poor. You can't argue, and you can only move forward by intuition. Later, she also relied on the help of late autumn to barely run so far.

Looking at the late autumn, his face is not red or gasping, his breathing is stable, and his steps are still vigorous, as if he doesn't take much effort.

Mo Ziyao's clothes were soaked with sweat, her breath was like a broken wind box, and her face was as pale as paper. She brushed her chest with one hand and stared at Zhang Sai's back and asked what she had long wanted to ask: "Who the hell are you?" Why did you help me escape?"

Zhang Sai turned around and smiled with his hands behind his back, but did not answer her question, but said, "Okay, now you are safe. It's more than ten miles away from the camp, and they can't catch up here. After saying that, he moved his feet and was ready to leave.

Seeing that he was leaving, Mo Ziyao was anxious and blurted out, " Stop!"

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Sai stopped and asked.

Mo Ziyao looked at him with contemptuous eyes and said, "I'm sure you won't risk saving me for no reason. Tell me, what do you want?" She deliberately said so, just to want him to say why he wanted to help herself, or who he was ordered to help herself.

Zhang Sai shook his head and said jokingly, "You don't have to provoke the villain with words. The villain is just entrusted."

"Who is it?"

Zhang Sai pondered for a moment, but smiled mysteriously, but said, "The festival is green and lush, and the year is cold with Mei Song. I'm sure the mother will understand." After saying that, he jumped and disappeared from Mo Ziyao's sight in a blink of an eye.

Wanqiu frowned and looked at his back and said unhappily, "Well, who doesn't forget to show off before leaving. The Empress doesn't have to pay attention to him."

Mo Ziyao recited the ten words repeatedly in a low voice, and suddenly her eyes lit up and smiled, "I know that what a festival is green and lush, accompanied by Meisong in the cold year. It turned out that it was Zhubaifeng!"

"Zhubaifeng?" Wanqiu scratched his forehead and muttered, "Is it a place full of bamboo, cypress trees and plum trees?" With that, she grabbed a few dead grasses on the spot and lit them with folds. He took out the map from his arms and looked for the firelight. He was surprised and said, "I found it. There is really a place!"

"Where is it?" Mo Ziyao couldn't help tilting her head to look, sliding along Wanqiu's fingers, and her eyes fixed on the place she pointed to.

She thought for a moment and suddenly laughed, "So where are we now?"

"This... this slave didn't pay attention for a moment!" Wanqiu said dejectedly.

Mo Ziyao shook her head and got up to look around. Even with the firelight, she didn't see far. Far from them, there are several raised strange stones lying in a piece of weed. When the fire shines, the strange stones look different, which looks a little gloomy from afar.

At this time, Wanqiu pointed to the sign on the map and said angrily, "Where the hell is this? Is it a tile ditch?" Avoid Lingfeng? In the long pot? Ghost Stone Heights? Yunling? Or is it Mahuangpo? It doesn't seem like it!"

"Ghost Stone Hill?" Mo Ziyao repeated the place name she read in late autumn. When she read 'Ghost Stone Gang', her heart moved slightly. She quickly took a look at the map. When she saw that Ghost Stone Gang and Zhubai Peak were adjacent, she couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that Zhang Sai intends to bring us here."

Knowing the direction, the two continued to walk forward, and soon the scenery in front of them began to change. Although the light is not very good, it can still faintly see an outline. There are straight and invisible shadows standing proudly, all over the hillside.

Late Qiu ran forward to touch it and said happily, "Mother, this is full of bamboo!" Well, there seems to be the smell of pine and cypress in the front. Mother, it seems that we have found the right one!"

Mo Ziyao said "um", and the two walked to the mountain. After a long walk, they entered a pine Berlin and walked deeper. Sure enough, they saw a few plum trees. Between the green bamboo and cypress, these plum trees with only bare branches are very conspicuous.

It is now the end of autumn, and the leaves of the plum tree have fallen, but the flowers still owe some seasons.

At this moment, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of her, and a figure fell in front of her. Mo Ziyao's heart tightened and looked up. She saw the man standing with his back to her, and her snow-white robe was blown by the wind.

Mo Ziyao couldn't help but miss a few beats. This back is so familiar. I couldn't help blurt out to him, "Mo Li?"

She wanted to go closer. Wanqiu was shocked and quickly stood in front of Mo Ziyao to protect her and said anxiously, "Mother, don't go there!" Then he stared at the man with vigilance and asked, "Who are you?" Why don't you sign up!"

The man didn't move, but just smiled slowly and said, "Meixuxue is three points white, but the snow loses to Mei for a while."

Mo Ziyao was stunned, and an empty and desolate voice quickly came to her mind: "Hanmei is the most hateful. She often makes last year's flowers. The southern branch is warm and the northern branch is cold, and there are two kinds of spring breeze. She was shocked, "Ah! It turned out to be you..."

How could it be him! This result was unexpected by Mo Ziyao. She always thought that this person would be Gu Moli, but she didn't expect it to be Ruan Lingjun, the prince who had only one fate.

Then the man turned around and looked at Mo Ziyao with a faint smile and said, "It's Xiao Wang, the Empress Yao. We meet again."

At the moment she looked at him, Mo Ziyao suddenly stunned!

The golden mask is the mysterious mask she secretly saw in Lingyunfeng a few days ago. She was stunned. How could this person be the prince instead of Gu Moli?

She unconsciously stepped back a few steps and her expression kept changing. As soon as he looked up, he happened to look at the man.

He almost completely covered his whole face with a golden mask, leaving only a pair of eyes and a pair of thin lips outside. The mask shone in the night, his eyes were clear and bright, burning, his thin lips were slightly upturned, and he was obviously smiling faintly.

She is familiar with this look, which is indeed Ruan Lingjun. However, it was clear that although he was smiling, there was a trace of imperceptible loneliness in the depths of his eyes.

But there is something wrong with it. What's wrong? I can't remember for a moment, ah! The sound, yes, is different from what I heard before.

"No, you are not the same person." Mo Ziyao lost her voice. She always believed that the masked man on the edge of the cliff that day was Gu Moli, not the prince in front of her.

His body was obviously shocked, and he suddenly looked up and looked at Mo Ziyao. When his eyes touched her, he suddenly became slow, soft and warm. But there was no panic at all.

He seemed to know what Mo Ziyao wanted to say and slowly said, "That day, it was the Empress who hid in the grass and peeked, right?"

"Ah!" Mo Ziyao listened to his words as if she were suddenly peeped at the center of the matter. She slowly lowered her head and panicked.

"How could it be? How could I make a mistake? Grandfather, why did he help me? You know, we only have one fate. And it's a coincidence that people also call him General Gu, right? Mo Ziyao really can't figure it out.

"And his eyes looking at me are so strange, full of affection and tenderness, as if he were looking at his beloved. He won't be... It should be impossible..." Mo Ziyao couldn't control her thinking and thought nonsense. Unconsciously, she tightened her fingers hidden in her sleeves. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Zhang Sai is from Xiao Wang." He said again.

When he said this, Mo Ziyao's face sank, "Yes, when I saw you, I already knew that Zhang Sai was your man. However, you are just a depressed prince, and you have no soldiers in your hand. How can you install a smart and strong person like Zhang Sai beside the King of Pingyi without being discovered by him? It seems that you are not as miserable as you look, are you? What's more, you are still here."

Mo Ziyao thought of this, restrained her mind and said, "Thank you for your secret rescue. This kindness will be kept in mind." After saying that, I was blessed again to express my gratitude.

"Your Majesty is polite, Xiao Wang is just to share his worries for his brother."

After listening, Mo Ziyao couldn't help raising her eyebrows slightly and sneered in her heart, "Is that right? You not only became the general of Tusara, but also secretly talked about the righteous king and acted awkwardly. Now you dare to say such words to share your worries for the emperor. This is too deliberate. Ruan Lingzheng has done something to you and doesn't believe that you don't hate him at all. You know, you are the most qualified person to inherit the throne. In addition, you should know in your heart that since I have seen that scene by the meteorite river, what else is there to quibble?

Originally, Mo Ziyao had a good impression of him, but she never thought that he was such a shameless person. From now on, Ruan Lingjun's gentle and affectionate appearance has been broken in her mind, and this kind of beauty will never happen again.

"It's good to have the prince's words, and the palace will thank the emperor first." I hope you really share your worries for the emperor.

"You..." Ruan Lingjun also heard that Mo Ziyao's tone was wrong. She was fine before, but why did she suddenly seem to have a deep preconnoidity towards herself? He frowned and was about to say something more. He opened his mouth, but finally closed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Wang is absolutely uncondescribed. Since the mother is safe, Xiao Wang will leave first!"

Mo Ziyao stared at his fading back and sighed, "You really shouldn't save me."

When Ruan Lingjun heard Mo Ziyao's words, he obviously paused and said leisurely, "Xiao Wang only knows that he should not be involved in the smoke of war." After saying that, he accelerated his pace and went far.

Mo Ziyao watched him leave with mixed feelings. She found that Ruan Lingjun was like a mystery, both good and evil, and she didn't know what kind of person he was.

"Please don't worry, prince. Since you have helped me escape, you are still the magistrate of Bianlu County." After saying this, she didn't care whether Ruan Lingjun heard it or not, but turned around and strode away in the opposite direction.

"For good, this man is the Great Lord, not Gu Moli. If it's him... how should we face it?" Mo Ziyao thought in her heart as she walked.

The three ran against each other for a long time until Mo Ziyao and the two walked far away. Ruan Lingjun suddenly stopped and shouted to the empty cypress forest, "After looking at it for so long, people have gone far away. Aren't you going to come out?"