After pinching the tyrant's peach blossoms, I was favored

Chapter 45
"Okay, thank you Xiao Song."

Now, Aunt Zhang looked at Song Ran a little moved.

Seeing their excited expressions, Song Ran couldn't help but smile.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be able to help people...

pretty good.

She glanced at a certain tyrant who was still wearing a mask from the corner of her eye, although she couldn't see his expression clearly...

But at this time she was still in a delicate mood.

Because the reason why the tyrant didn't drink chicken soup just now didn't seem to be because he disliked it, but because he wanted to give the chicken soup to Aunt Zhang.

He is the emperor...

How could he even think about a commoner?

After quietly eating a meal, Song Ran walked out behind Si Xie.

"Aren't you curious why I don't dislike this place?" Si Xie suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Ran with deep eyes.

Song Ran opened her mouth, but before she could finish her words, Si Xie continued: "Before I became the emperor, I spent those days in the cold palace, when I was about to starve to death...but I ate dead mice. of."

Hearing Si Xie's sarcastic words, Song Ran looked up in shock.

It was only then that she remembered that this tyrant...

Seems like a poor guy too.

She lowered her eyes and remained silent.

"Let's go, leave now." Si Xie looked at the moon hanging high in the sky, and suddenly gave another order.

"Leave now? But the injury on your body..." Song Ran looked at him worriedly.

"The killer is still searching for us. If they find this place, this family...will definitely die." Si Xie turned his head and said to Song Ran in a cold voice.

Song Ran's expression changed slightly.

It was her negligence, she just wanted to find a place to rest, she didn't think that she might implicate Aunt Zhang and the others.

"Your servant understands, I will just pack up and leave." Song Ran nodded solemnly.

At this moment, Si Xie called her to stop again.

"Do you have money on you?" Si Xie looked a little unnatural.

"Your Majesty, what do you want money for?" Song Ran asked in a strange tone.

"Liangqing." Si Xie stood with his hands behind his back, his tone suddenly became cold.

Song Ran raised his eyebrows and understood in an instant.

The tyrant actually saw that Aunt Zhang and the others were in a poor situation, so he wanted to help them.

But he couldn't save face, so he could only use this as an excuse.

"Your majesty, you are the son of heaven, and you have no money?" Song Ran touched her whole body, and then remembered that the original body was really poor, so she could only ask Si Xie back.

Hearing her question, Si Xie's expression instantly collapsed.

"Have you ever seen an emperor who brought his own money when he went out?"

Song Ran: "..." These words are very reasonable.

"Your Majesty, this servant has a ring here. It looks pretty good. Leave it to Aunt Zhang along with the prescription."

Song Ran suddenly remembered that he had a ring on his body.

she took it out...

This ring was brought by her in Liu Dan's room.

After finishing speaking, she went to say goodbye to Aunt Zhang and the others, and secretly stuffed the ring into the prescription.

……

Rejecting Aunt Zhang's persuasion, Song Ran quickly returned to Si Xie's side, and said seriously, "Your Majesty, you can go now."

"Ah."

Si Xie responded coldly, and walked forward first.

Song Ran stood where he was, looked at his back, and found that he could move freely like a normal person.

If he really has a strong physique, he can still walk after being injured so badly.

But that's good too, lest she drag him down again.

Song Ran shrugged, and then followed his pace.

"Your Majesty, where are we going now?" Song Ran asked suspiciously.

But Si Xie didn't answer.

"Is the emperor going to see Master Guoshi and General Han?" Song Ran couldn't help asking again.

"No." Finally, Si Xie glanced sideways at her, and then said coldly.

"Where are you going, Your Majesty?" Song Ran couldn't help but continue to ask.

She didn't want to jump off a cliff with him again, so this time, even if it aroused his anger, she had to keep asking, and she had to ask clearly.

"Mingzhou City." Si Xie said coldly.

"Since we're going to Mingzhou City, why don't we meet up with Master Guoshi?" Song Ran continued to ask.

"Because they are going back to the capital."

Today's Si Xie, probably because of his injury, has lost a lot of hostility, and is willing to patiently return to Song Ran's question.

Back to the capital?
Song Ran paused slightly.

She squinted her eyes, looked at Si Xie's side face, and a faint light flashed in her eyes: "Could it be that their destination was not Mingzhou City from the beginning?"

She finally figured it out...

At first, she guessed that the tyrant took the road to Wanfu Mountain on purpose, but she mistakenly thought that the tyrant took that road to lure the enemy out.

She was still depressed, the tyrant's move to lure the snake out of the hole actually caused her to jump off the cliff.

But now, she began to vaguely feel that... the tyrant is not trying to lure the snake out of the hole.

"Your Majesty, you..." Song Ran wanted to ask something else.

As a result, at this time, there was a "bang", and a burst of fireworks exploded on the mountain not far away.

"The plan is going well." Si Xie looked not far away, his eyes flickered, and he said in a cold voice.

The plan went well.

Song Ran really couldn't figure out what kind of charade the tyrant was talking about.

Knowing that they walked the mountain road all night, when they appeared in Liancheng Town the next morning, they suddenly heard people rushing to tell each other.

"Do you know? The emperor is dead."

"What? Why so suddenly?"

"I heard that the emperor went south to deal with the matter of Mingzhou City, but met an assassin on the way, jumped off the cliff, disappeared all night, and finally found the body..."

"..."

what?
Song Ran looked at the tyrant beside him, and then at the appearance of people rushing to tell each other.

Something flashed quickly in her eyes.

She got it!

"Your Majesty, you are a golden cicada escaping its shell!" Song Ran looked at Si Xie in surprise.

"Xiao Songzi, the father-in-law who recorded the eunuch's entry into the palace said that what you filled in the entry record was 'you have not been to school, and you can't write'." Why do I see that you can write prescriptions and speak A strategy in the art of war? "

Si Xie looked sideways at Song Ran with a half-smile.

Song Ran's expression froze, and she couldn't help cursing a certain tyrant in her heart.

He's so powerful, he's always talking to her all the time.

Taking a deep breath, Song Ran's expression was extremely calm.

"Your Majesty, if the slave is really as it is written in the record, how can he accompany you and serve you now? After all...you have said it yourself, your Chengyang Palace does not support useless people!"

Song Ran lightly returned to him what he had said.

"You are getting more and more eloquent." Si Xie said something in a cold voice, not sure if it was a sarcasm or a compliment.

On the other hand, Song Ran had a cheeky face, and nodded with a smile: "My servant, thank the emperor for his compliment."

"However, there is one thing that I don't understand. The emperor brought out Master Guoshi and Master Han, and now he made a fake corpse, and asked the two adults to return to Beijing as soon as possible, just to make your fake death appear real. You This time, I want to go down to Mingzhou City in this way, and find out all the moths, but why do you bring your servants by your side?"

Obviously he can change the method and secretly bring Qian Ziyun or Han Shen with him.

These two people have a life-and-death relationship with him, aren't they more trustworthy?
Could it be that the tyrant thinks she is also trustworthy?

While Song Ran was still guessing in his mind, Si Xie said coldly, "It's very simple. If they are killed by me, it will be more troublesome. But you are alone, just bury it now when you die."

Song Ran: "..."

(End of this chapter)