Empress please be more ruthless

Chapter 92
Unexpectedly, Yun Jin let go of his hand, Song Qingtong's heel was unstable, and his body quickly fell backwards. Yun Jin's body fell forward following Song Qingtong, and stretched out his hand to catch Song Qingtong in his arms. With a strong effort on his legs, his body turned 180 degrees, and at the moment Song Qingtong fell to the ground, he switched places with Song Qingtong.

Song Qingtong lay on Yun Jin's body, her heart beating wildly, she glared at Yun Jin, Yun Jin asked worriedly, "Is the Emperor in pain?"

Song Qingtong was almost annoyed and didn't answer. He got up from Yun Jin with hands and feet, straightened his clothes, and glanced at Yun Jin who stood up, "Manqing insists on going, I won't stop you, but, If you can't keep up, I will immediately send someone to take you back to the palace!" Look at his frail appearance, riding a horse?Walking a horse is almost the same!

"Yes." A smile appeared on Yun Jin's face, full of pampering.

At the gate of the imperial palace, ten light cavalry stood in order, and Chi Xiao brought over a tall maroon horse. At this time, Song Qingtong had already changed into riding clothes, and with Chi Xiao's help, he jumped onto the horse's back. Chi Xiao was just about to get on the horse. With a flash of Jin's eyes, he flew onto the horse, Song Qingtong was startled, Yun Jin had already pulled the rein of the horse, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, sit still!"

The legs clamped the horse's belly, the horse neighed, and all four hooves raised its hooves and rushed out like an arrow. Song Qingtong hugged the horse's neck tightly, and the wind whistled in his ears, and he was out of the city gate in a blink of an eye!

Yun Jin glanced at Song Qingtong, who was tense all over. Chi Xiao and the others were thrown far away. Now she would not question his riding skills, and the smile on her face gradually widened.

"My lord, where are we going?"

Song Qingtong gasped and said, "Jiaozhou! Zishi must rush to Jiaozhou!" It seemed that she underestimated him.

Yun Jin's smile froze on her face, her eyes flickered, what was she going to Jiaozhou for so late?Song Zhaoye came back from the Ice Valley, she poured the soup into the skin bag, he could faintly smell the fragrance of lotus, even now, the soup was sealed in the skin bag, he could smell the lingering fragrance , My heart skipped a beat, could it be the ice lotus?Impossible, that's something from the Ice Valley Township, and Ji Ruyi is not a vegetarian!
The moon is cold and the stars are cold, and the cold wind hits the face.

Song Qingtong closed her eyes tightly, her stomach was overwhelmed, and her head was dizzy for a while. She didn't stop, her nails dug into her palms, and the slightest pain aroused her paralyzed nerves. She must not faint!
Two hours later, the horse began to slow down, and with a whimper, Yun Jin pulled the reins, and glanced down at Song Qingtong, seeing her pale face, purple lips, and deep eyes.

The bay red horse stopped under the city gate of Jiaozhou. It was the third watch, and the city gate had already been curfew. Afterwards, the gates of the city were opened wide.

Song Qingtong explained that he was going to the Maritime Affairs Department, and asked one of the simple-looking soldiers to lead the way. Chi Xiao and others also arrived later, but Yun Jin did not use his full strength.

Not long after, the soldiers reined in the horse in front of an official office. Song Qingtong sat on the horse and looked over. The door was not big, but it was solemn and solemn. Chu Tianmo's handwriting.Looking around, although you can't see the sea, you can hear the sound of waves hitting the rocks, and you can smell the salty smell of sea water in your nose. It seems that you are not far from the sea.

The soldier said: "This is the newly established Department of Marine Affairs. If the adults have no other orders, the villains will go first."

Song Qingtong nodded, took out an ingot of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the soldier. After the soldier thanked him with a simple and honest smile, he turned the horse's head and turned back along the original road.

Yun Jin got off the horse first, and then supported Song Qingtong down. Song Qingtong's legs and feet had long been numb, and both hands tightly held Yun Jin's arm. Yun Jin's long eyes flashed, and she stretched out her hand to hug Song Qingtong After getting up, Song Qingtong blocked Yun Jin's hand and smiled: "It's good for me to slow down for a while."

Chi Xiao went to knock on the door, and after a while, he opened a corner door, and the gatekeeper poked his head out, his eyes were red, obviously he had cried, Chi Xiao showed his token and asked, "Where is Prime Minister Chu?"

The gatekeeper was stunned for a while, he didn't know what kind of token, but he saw a lifelike dragon engraved on it, and Song Qingtong and others were well dressed, probably with a lot of background, he wiped his eyes and muttered: "Are you friends of my lord? It's just in time to meet him."

Speaking of letting Song Qingtong and others into the courtyard, the courtyard was brightly lit and noisy, Song Qingtong was very anxious, and asked as he walked, "How is Prime Minister Chu?"

The gatekeeper sighed and sighed: "Oh, my lord caught wind and cold when he came back after inspecting the sea routes, and he was bedridden all the time. Who would have thought that his illness would become more serious these two days..."

Song Qingtong's heart was getting heavier and heavier. At this time, a group of servants passed by, carrying paper horses, houses and bundles of paper money into the yard. Song Qingtong suddenly felt heartbroken and shouted: " People are not dead yet! Who told you to do this? Put everything down!"

The servants were stunned for a moment, shocked by Song Qingtong's aura, although they didn't let go, they stood still.The gatekeeper trembled in fright, he didn't expect the gentle and handsome young man to be so frightening when he got angry.

Song Qingtong ignored the servants and walked in quickly. The more she walked in, the louder her crying, Song Qingtong was in a state of confusion, and finally walked to the inner courtyard. They seemed to be arguing about something, and when they got closer, they could see that it was a group of monks and priests, holding strange utensils in their hands. If they guessed correctly, they were here to solve the problem. He also caught up and shouted to the crowd: "Steward Chu, some sons have come from the capital, and the villain has brought them in."

An old man walked out of the crowd, about sixty years old, slightly hunchbacked, and staggering.

Chu Xun looked at Song Qingtong and the others, fixed his eyes on Song Qingtong, raised his finger and said in a trembling voice: "You are..."

Song Qingtong's eyes narrowed, and Chu Xun quickly stopped speaking. Although the person in front of him was dressed in men's clothing, he recognized her as Her Majesty the Empress. When the Empress was not enthroned, she often came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, so he recognized her.

"What's going on?" Song Qingtong said succinctly.

Chu Xun glanced at the monks and Taoists in the yard, wiped his tears and said, "Mr. Xue said this morning that the master would not live to hold the lamp. The villain was worried that it would be difficult to invite people after dark, so he went to the temple and Taoist temple to make an appointment for monks and Taoists to hold the lamp. Unexpectedly, with a sigh of relief in my mouth, the master has survived until now, and even Doctor Xue said it was a miracle, but this group of monks insisted on making a fuss."

(End of this chapter)