win the hairpin

Chapter 313 The Carriage
The three of them scrambled and scrambled to sit firmly, with both hands tightly holding on to the wall of the car so as not to turn into a fried bean.

King Jin was expressionless and speechless, he just hid the two little ones behind him and stared at the curtain of the car for a moment.

There was a commotion outside the curtain of the carriage, the guards shouted angrily and asked the carriage to stop, but You Song didn't have the slightest intention to rein in the horse, instead, he accelerated his speed even more.

"Stop! Don't stop, let's do it!"

"Stop!"

"Go!"

Just when the swords and guns were about to approach the carriage, King Jin leaned forward suddenly, opened the curtain with one hand, and held onto the carriage tightly with the other to prevent himself from being thrown. open!"

After finishing speaking, he flung the curtain and sat back, his breathing was steady and his face sank like water.

The guards outside hesitated for a moment, and soon Su Ting's scolding voice sounded: "Stop it! Don't stop talking with the assassin! Stop it!"

However, just because of this hesitation, You Song has already rushed out of the city gate in the carriage and entered the vast night.

Before the three people in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief, You Song turned his head and said, "My lord, I've caught up!"

King Jin opened the side curtain, stretched out his head to look out, and saw the three teams headed by Su Ting chasing up behind them, and they were constantly narrowing the distance between them and the carriage.

Su Ting even had a bow in his hand, ready to shoot at any time.

King Jin turned his head and told You Song, "Hurry up."

You Song raised the whip again, the whipped yellow horse galloped in pain, and drove the carriage to the fastest speed - it couldn't go any faster, any faster the carriage would lose touch with the horse.

King Jin withdrew his hand and looked at Song Huiyue amidst the turmoil.

His appearance is not accidental.

Song Huiyue had no intention of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival, even Qinghui didn't go to visit, and he didn't have the mind to enjoy the moon alone in the palace. Before the palace banquet was over, he left the palace early and stayed in the streets not far from Song's house.

Seeing Song Huiyue going out, he followed her all the way to the south of Xianqiao. Seeing Song Huiyue go up the Cailou, he also followed her down the Cailou, his eyes following her all the time.

Between him and her, there are crowds, lights, colorful buildings, and prostitutes, as if Song Huiyue and him are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it will never be possible to meet each other.

For the first time, he discovered that he was a spectator, and had been wandering outside of Song Huiyue's life.

He felt that he loved her, but when he thought about it carefully, he was at a loss for a while, because Song Huiyue was too kind, too bright, and so upright, which made him so dirty and sneaky that he was stuck in the mud among the monsters.

Song Huiyue stayed upstairs, and he stayed downstairs, even if Jinshang was nearby, he remained indifferent.

He felt like a walking dead.

Look at me - he thought.

It didn't matter if Song Huiyue didn't find him, as long as he could see Song Huiyue, his heart would be calm, and his boiling blood could be temporarily cooled down.

More and more people came to compete for the bid, and the crowd became a tide, spreading to the walls, windows, tree branches, and stone pier. King Jin's feet were swollen from being stepped on and he did not move.

It wasn't until Song Huiyue recognized Yin Xiao and Yin Xiao killed Zhang Rui that he suddenly came back to his senses.

He moved his legs—the legs stood for too long, as if they had taken root on the ground, and he had to use all his strength to pull them up. As soon as he moved his legs, his hands, eyes, and brain all moved. He watched the imperial army chase after him, and he had one idea in his heart. One after another, they were all thinking about how to let these two little guys run out.

The carriage was temporarily rented by a tourist by the Jinming Pond, and he didn't even have time to ask Huang Ting to pack Song Huiyue's package, so he followed Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao all the way.

Looking at Song Huiyue in the carriage at this time, Jin Wang's heart was still hanging, his eyes blinked, and a huge tear fell, but fortunately no one saw it in the dark.

He lowered his head in embarrassment, and made a hoarse and deep voice: "Do you have any money?"

Song Huiyue's fingers clenched together—this man is charming, beautiful, lovely, and respectable. He is the Li Shouming she has known since she was a child, but he is also the dangerous King Jin who wants to make big things happen.

She likes Li Shouming, not King Jin.

King Jin's voice was very hoarse, and he was still thinking in her ear: "I don't have much on me, so you take it. When you arrive at the villa, go through the back door. You are familiar with the road on the village."

Song Huiyue stuffed a silver bag into her sleeve pocket, thinking in her heart: "My lord, I wish you success in your career."

The gate of Prince Jin's villa was closed tightly, and the carriage arrived at the gate non-stop under You Song's beating: "My lord, we're here, I'll go..."

"Break in!" King Jin issued an unquestionable order, "Hold on tight!"

Just as You Song was about to rein in the horse, he let go, raised the whip and whipped it violently, the horse dragged the carriage and galloped away, and then slammed the door into pieces with a "bang".

You Song folded his hands in front of his body, while protecting his vitals, he shouted "Wang Ye" in his mouth, and rolled to the ground.

The carriage and the door panels were shattered, the horse pulling the carriage was stuck on the ground and did not get up, and the people in the carriage fell to the ground.

Two figures rolled out of the mess, and then disappeared into the gloomy villa.

Su Ting led the imperial guards roaring towards him, eyes full of viciousness, got off his horse, raised his hand, and made people surround Zhuangzi.

Last time, he stumbled with King Jin and lost the thief who visited the Zhang family at night. At that time, he guessed that King Jin and the thief of the Zhang family were together. There must be assassins.

As long as he can catch the assassin, he will be able to avenge his shame and return to the position of commander-in-chief!

He nodded to the [-] or so people who followed him, and locked all the entrances and exits of Jinwang Biezhuang, he walked forward and saluted the wreckage of the carriage with crossed hands: "My lord, don't blame me, it's really Zhang Xiangye." After death, the lower officials were ordered to arrest the assassins and guard the city gates, the prince was disturbed in front of him, the lower officials had no choice but to chase after him to check, and asked the prince to come out."

The carriage is not strong, how can it withstand this collision, it has already been torn apart, leaving only the four walls of the carriage, blocking the figure of King Jin.

Jin Wang sneered inside: "It turns out that Master Zhang is dead."

The enmity between him and the Zhang family is no longer a secret in the court, so in this sneer, there are half or six points of joy in it.

You Song got up from the ground, seeing all the servants in the villa startled and rushed to help, he patted the dust on his body, stepped forward, lifted the curtain of the car, stretched out an arm, bowed and bowed his head respectfully Said: "My lord, here we are."

Only then did King Jin reach out his hand to catch Yousong's arm and use his strength to get down from the disintegrated carriage.

Under the firelight, his face was bruised in several places, and his outstretched fingers were dripping with blood. However, he didn't panic at all, and he was still dignified. His peach eyes were like lacquer spots, and two cold stars shot out. His eyes swept towards Su Ting. , There is a hero who fights between dragon and tiger.

Standing still on his feet, he let go of You Song, stretched out his injured left hand, looked carefully under the firelight, and saw a piece of sawdust as thick as a little finger pierced into his palm, without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and pulled it out.

"My lord!" You Song hurriedly stepped forward, and ordered his servants to fetch the wound medicine and white muslin, and also ordered someone to deliver a letter to the city, asking Huang Duzhi to come.

King Jin let You Song hold his wounded hand, looked at Su Ting and said, "I don't know whether Deputy Commander Su is incompetent or intentional. As long as the matter is related to the Zhang family, he will never let me go."

Su Ting let the word "vice" stiffen his face, the corner of his mouth twitched suddenly, and his heart became more and more ruthless.

(End of this chapter)