Transmigrated Princess

Behind the door, as Cuiyu said, the carriage has been prepared.

Everything you need on the road is also ready.

"This is the identity document and road guide..." Cui Yu said while counting. "If you are hungry on the road, there are prepared cakes, blankets and a stove..."

Su Xiangwan looked at her and felt dizzy. He hurriedly said, "it's enough to have an identity document and a guide. It doesn't matter."

Cuiyu frowned deeply, "Miss, I haven't been away from anyone. It's a long way to go. It's hard to avoid worrying."

She went away secretly. It's not practical to take a slave and maid to serve her.

Su Xiangwan smiled and said, "your young lady, I'm not so delicate. I can take care of myself. Don't worry."

Cuiyu looked around, helped her into the carriage, and then ordered: "Guangling has been arranged. As long as you get there, someone will help you deal with the next things. On the way, miss can only be more careful."

Su Xiangwan got into the carriage, opened the curtain and looked at Cuiyu. "I will. Go back."

Cuiyu left for a little while. She couldn't delay too long, so she didn't say anything, but told the coachman a few more words, and then withdrew.

The carriage was simple and ordinary, but it was comfortably placed inside.

Su Xiangwan leaned against the carriage wall and relaxed. He felt a little tired.

The road was quiet, only the sound of wheels rolling could be heard.

She thought that if she took another turn ahead, she would be able to get to the main street, which would soon become prosperous and lively.

The sun became brighter and brighter, shining brightly on the ground.

Under the shadow of the edge of the wall, a carriage stopped at the corner of the curve. Although there was no special place at a glance, it could make people feel a burst of cold and solemn spirit from a distance, and make people tremble and dare not approach.

There were passers-by early in the morning, but after looking at him curiously, he felt that countless eyes were ready to look at him in the dark, as if he would be in a different place as long as he dared to approach.

Now it's bright, and more and more people are walking in the street. However, this road leads to the courtyard of Su mansion. There are not three or two people. Coupled with the strange carriage, it makes people fear for no reason, which is more profound naturally.

Yongchuan didn't know where he came back. He stood outside the carriage and said, "Lord, there is a carriage leaving the house in front. The people inside have just come out of the outer yard."

"Stop and ask," said Zhao Rongxian in a low voice, concise and clear.

Yongchuan should say: "my subordinates will do it now. The prince will wait here."

Zhao Rongxian didn't make a sound, but gave a faint "um".

Last night, a fire broke out in Lisu mansion and burned down a deserted yard. The fire was strange and put out quickly. There was not much trouble.

According to the report of the spies, the deserted courtyard has not been inhabited for a long time. The cause of the fire is that a maid ran inside to secretly play with fireworks on the Lantern Festival. Although the fire was extinguished, one person was burned to death. Looking at the calm of the Su house, it was just an ordinary maid who wanted to die.

The spy came into the house and said that Su Xiangwan was safe and sound in the night Pavilion. He was relieved. He still felt uneasy. Vaguely, he always felt uneasy. That's why he embarked on such a journey.

He touched the cup and remembered the last news Yuansi had sent him.

——Wait.

Only two words, and then there was no news.

Zhao Rongxian slowly lifted the curtain and looked at the front from a distance.

At the end of the road, there was a carriage, simple and ordinary. Now Yongchuan people had stopped it, and the carriage stopped slowly.

He put down the curtain and didn't look again.

Su Xiangwan had just closed his eyes in the carriage. He noticed that the carriage had not been moving for a long time, but the speed slowed down. When he was about to open the curtain, he heard the coachman say, "don't move, miss. Someone is blocking the way ahead."

Her hands were frozen in the air, and her mind, which had not been easy to relax, was lifted up again.

Su Xiangwan asked at the first time, "but it's exposed?"

Cuiyu found the coachman who should also be carefully arranged by the Wei family. With some Kung Fu foundation, she immediately said, "it's not like it."

"How many people are coming?"

The coachman pulled the finger of the reins and said, "I don't know how many, there are many experts in the dark."

That is, if she wants to run, she can't run.

However, it doesn't sound like exposure. If these people really catch her, they don't have to block the road in front. Just the experts said by the coachman, just two are enough.

Who would that be?

Su Xiangwan felt very uneasy. He always felt that the whole person was hanging in the air.

"Miss, stay at ease in the carriage. I'll see what's going on. You and I will adapt to the situation." the coachman shouted.

He finished and stopped the carriage with CE.

The coachman was stopped. Before he could speak, the strange man handed him a ingot of silver.

The man's eyes and eyebrows were so solemn that people didn't dare to look more.

Before the coachman could speak, the man said, "my adults want to ask you something."

The coachman gingerly took the silver and could only ask carefully, "I don't know who your adult is?"

The man just said coldly, "it's not something you should know. Let the people in the car down."

The voice of the visitor was very strange. She had never heard or recognized it at all, but she didn't dare to open the curtain to see it.

That thin curtain was like her last line of defense.

Sometimes people's sixth sense is so strange. Su Xiangwan always thinks she can't lift it. As long as she lifts it, something will happen.

This kind of unclear and unknown sixth sense saved her life at many critical times. Su Xiangwan believed it.

The coachman was afraid and embarrassed: "Sir, it's my young lady in the car. We came to the capital to visit relatives from our hometown. We're going back today. We don't want to get off. We just take care of my young lady's reputation, show up in the streets and lanes and talk to men. It's always due to the loss of reputation."

Just as he said this, the man suddenly showed his scabbard and put it on his neck. "Don't talk nonsense. My adults want to ask questions, and they will come down."

This is no reason at all.

In broad daylight, there is no royal law to block cars in the street and draw swords at each other.

Su Xiangwan really can't imagine what kind of adult he is. He dares to be so arrogant.

She thought back and forth in her heart and hesitated to get off. She only moved a little. She heard a sound: "all right, let you stop a car. I just want to ask a few words, which makes me look like a rogue robbery."

The sound sounds familiar at first glance.

"Lord Yong," the man said respectfully, "but the people in the car refused to come down."

Su Xiangwan was still wondering where he had heard the voice. When he heard the man shouting "Lord Yong", he suddenly drank like a stick in the head and was so scared that he took a breath.

This is Lord Yong.

It shouldn't be so coincidental. Is it the Yongda beside Zhao Rongxian?