My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

Watching Prime Minister Mei disappear outside the palace, Cui Qimo uttered three words through his teeth: "Old fox!"

Eunuch Li standing by didn't know what to say, so he could only chuckle a few times and smile apologetically.

Cui Qimo glared at him, "Old man, what are you laughing at?"

Eunuch Li smiled shyly, "Your Majesty, I just feel that the love of parents in the world is pitiful."

"Humph, you're the only one who's smart?!" Cui Qimo suddenly turned around, looked at Eunuch Li, and said seriously, "Old man, do you think Prince Xiao hates his mother deep down in his heart?"

The smile on Eunuch Li's face disappeared, and after hesitating for a while, he said carefully: "I dare not speculate on Prince Xiao's thoughts, but according to common sense, even if he does not hate him, he must have some thoughts in his heart."

Cui Qimo: Yes, as a child, who doesn’t want to be spoiled and loved by his or her mother? But Prince Xiao’s mother spoiled other people’s children and ignored her own son.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sympathy for Prince Xiao.

Even though he has the blood of the Changguo royal family flowing in his body, he is still his son.

What's more, given the current situation in Yuezhou, Prince Xiao has to be sent to pacify it.

He is Dazhen's god of war and is familiar with the situation in Yuezhou.

In his heart, Prince Xiao was indeed an outstanding prince.

Alas, how great it would be if he was not the son of Concubine Wan!

Prime Minister Mei had taken great pains. For the sake of his daughter, he chose Lipin, who had no background and was not competitive, for the Sixth Child before he resigned. He knew that as a shame for Pingjin, as long as Lipin did not do anything excessive, I would always treat her well. In this way, the Sixth Child and Mei Qianyue would always have something to rely on in the palace.

But Prime Minister Mei did not hide his selfishness at all, and his words were well-reasoned. If Prince Xiao was really registered under the name of Concubine Li, everyone would be happy.

"The second brother left Beijing?" Cui Qimo said suddenly.

Eunuch Li responded, "Your Majesty, Prince Qi left the capital a few days ago. In a few days, it will be the birthday of Concubine De. Every year at this time, Prince Qi will return to the Mei family's ancestral land to pay homage."

Cui Qimo hummed, "He is a filial man, let him be. Anyway, no matter how overwhelmed I am with state affairs, he only knows how to recite poems and paint, which is useless."

***

There is a small road from Xinglong Town in Yunzhou to Yuezhou. If the horse is fast enough, the whole journey will only take about ten days.

But this road is a bit secluded.

Helian Lanfeng was galloping on this road with a team of trusted men.

One of the carriages was going so fast that its wheels almost flew off.

There were two people lying in the carriage, Wangli and Wending, which was constantly bumping along the bumpy road.

Both of them had their hands and feet tied, and they were dizzy and their heads were bruised from hitting the car.

Blood was oozing from Wangli's forehead.

Wen Ding knew that the strange fragrance that had made him dizzy in the wheat field must have come from the last great witch doctor of South Vietnam in front of him, but he did not hate him.

The old man had no choice, and at least they didn't use fatal poison. They also secretly modified the formula so that he could wake up in the shortest time possible without losing his ability to use his internal strength.

At this moment, he really wanted to encourage Wangli to persevere and believed that the princess would be able to find them, but he didn't know how to organize his words.

It was really difficult for this patient with advanced social disorder to say so much nonsense in one breath.

But Wang Li seemed to know what he wanted to say, and he forced a smile despite the pain, "Don't worry, kid, my old bones are still intact."

Wen Ding nodded, and with his hands tied behind his back, he calmly tore off another corner of his clothes, and a small piece of cloth fell out through the gap in the carriage.

Helian Lanfeng sat steadily in a carriage in front with his eyes closed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped abruptly, accompanied by the neighing of the horses. He rushed forward and was about to hit the wall of the carriage. However, Helian Lanfeng broke through the roof at this moment and landed lightly on the overturned carriage.

He glanced at the horse lying on the ground and wailing, and his eyes fell on the row of men in black blocking the middle of the road.

The ten killers were all dressed in black, with their faces covered. The knives in their hands flashed a blinding cold light in the sun.

"Kill!" Helian Lanfeng ordered coldly.

He was not very interested in who sent these people.

Over the years, many people have tried to assassinate him, but none of them succeeded.

Anyway, these are all death warriors. They will either die under his knife or commit suicide without saying a word.

He had encountered so many assassins that he was too lazy to leave any alive for interrogation, as he would not be able to get any information anyway. Besides, he was busy rushing back to Yuezhou at the moment.

He had great confidence in his trusted followers, who were not only skilled in martial arts, but also good at using poison.

However, this time Helian Lanfeng miscalculated.

Because he underestimated the strength of the secret guards of Prince Jing's Mansion, especially the most elite groups one and two, who were specifically responsible for carrying out assassination missions and protecting Prince Jing.

Thirty to ten, Helian Lanfeng had a huge advantage in terms of numbers, so he simply sat leisurely on the roof of the car, waiting to enjoy the massacre before his eyes.

The two short legs were crossed with some difficulty, and were shaking deliberately.

Behind him, at the moment the carriage suddenly stopped, Wen Ding had already rolled to the other side, using himself as a human cushion to catch Wang Li.

He had only one thought in his mind: the princess still needed this person, he couldn't die!

Wangli pressed his whole body on Wending's belly, causing Wending to grit his teeth and grit his teeth in pain.

Wang Li was a little embarrassed. "I remember that the part where you were injured last time was here... Alas, although I didn't do it voluntarily this time, it was my medicine that caused you to be captured by Helian Lanfeng, but you treated me like this... Young man, don't worry, I won't let you suffer in vain."

Wen Ding was in so much pain that cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "...Can you please go down first..."

Wang Li: "...Oh...Okay - So, you are not mute..."

Wen Ding: You are the mute, your whole family is mute!

On the other side, Helian Lanfeng's short legs were shaking more and more vigorously, and his baby face was becoming less and less able to remain calm and composed.

Because, even if it was thirty against ten, three against one, his men were still at a disadvantage.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.

Wen Ding, who had broken free from his restraints, was carrying Wang Li on his back and climbed out of the carriage in the chaos.

Just as Helian Lanfeng was about to step forward, a man in black broke through the obstruction and rushed towards him.

Helian Lanfeng could no longer remain calm, but he did not move in a panic. He pulled out a red tasseled spear from the carriage and rushed forward.

He was short in stature, so he was inevitably at a disadvantage in a fight. He could only rely on weapons to make up for his shortcomings, so he chose the red tassel spear.

Although the red tasseled spear was longer than he was tall, he wielded it without any hesitation.

After all, I have been practicing for decades and have become very skilled at it.

However, his congenital deficiency meant that he would definitely not be a match for the professional killers in Prince Jing's Mansion.

Seeing the shining knife slashing down from above his head, Helian Lanfeng was truly confused: "Could it be that I am really going to die here today?"

At this critical moment, with a "ding" sound, a hidden weapon hit the blade and knocked the knife out of the secret guard's hand.