Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

As night falls, the entire sky is stained with the ink as if poured. A crescent moon appears and disappears behind the clouds, with a hazy beauty like a pipa, half-covered.

In Hewang Garden, Song Wanyin tied her hair into a high ponytail, which was tied with a red ribbon. She wore a nightgown with dark cloud patterns, which highlighted her slender figure and made her look heroic.

Tian Cheng was also dressed in night clothes, like a little follower, and said with a sad face:

"Girl, do we have to dress like this to go out?

If my master finds out, I won't be able to chop off my head even if I have ten."

Facing a gilt-bronze sunflower mirror with a double-phoenix pattern, Song Wanyin used ink to carefully thicken his eyebrows, and even pasted on a moustache, disguising himself as a man.

After finishing her makeup, she took a picture of the overall effect and showed a satisfied look:

"Yes, this makes you look like a man.

People nowadays are very smart. If you are not careful, you will reveal your flaws. After all, other people are not fools. "

Tian Cheng subconsciously touched her chest binder, which was so tight that she could hardly breathe. She couldn't help but complain:

“Being a man is hard.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Wanyin took out a black object and put it on her upper lip, which immediately made her feel itchy.

Just as he was about to reach out and scratch it, Song Wanyin stopped him:

"Don't scratch it, or your fake beard will fall off and you'll be exposed."

Tiancheng could only give up and sighed helplessly.

There is no other way. What else can I do except pamper my master?

"Girl, it's so late, where are we going?"

Song Wanyin's eyes were deep, and she lowered her voice and said:

"Go out of the city. I just received a letter from Bai Shaobo via carrier pigeon. He and Master Biao have found out the exact information.

Jiang Lanyue is going out of the city tonight to meet with the rebel leader in secret. My senior brother has already arranged people to follow her closely.

However, I don't want to alert the enemy, nor do I want to trouble my senior all the time, so I have to rush over to find out the actual situation.

It is better to take action and attack than to sit and wait for death.

Then we can proceed with the next step.”

Sweet Orange was puzzled and said:

"Miss, capturing the remnants of the rebels is too dangerous, it is better to leave it to the Lord and the Grand Tutor.

The two of them, one civil and one military, are both Your Majesty's most capable right-hand men.

The two powerful forces have joined forces and are determined to win. I understand that these remnants of the rebels will not be able to escape.

Why do you have to take this risk yourself? If something goes wrong, I won't be able to explain to my master."

Song Wanyin couldn't tell her that Jiang Lanyue was the real murderer who set fire to and killed her in her previous life, and she must take revenge personally.

"Sweet Orange, if you are afraid, then stay."

After saying this, he stealthily opened the door and, like a thief, quietly slipped out of the house under the cover of night.

Tian Cheng didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly followed forward, calling out softly:

"Miss, wait for me for a moment."

Song Wanyin came to the stable with ease, led away the Arabian horse that was still grazing, and rode towards the city gate with Tiancheng in hand.

The Arabian horse was very psychic and seemed to sense her thoughts. It raised its head excitedly and let out a long neigh, shaking the entire silent street in the capital.

The sound of hooves tapping lightly on the bluestone path made a crisp sound that echoed throughout the sky.

Song Wanyin held the reins tightly, while Tiancheng held her slender waist tightly. The Arabian horse jumped lightly over the obstacles along the way and soon arrived at the city gate.

From a distance, they saw two tall and mighty figures waving their arms at them.

Bai Shaobo and Biao Ye stepped forward to hold the Ferghana horse, and helped Song Wanyin and his servant get off the horse.

When I saw how they were dressed, I couldn't help but be stunned. If I hadn't known this Arabian horse, I would have almost failed to recognize them.

Song Wanyin looked around and found that there was no one around. She asked in confusion:

"What about people?"

Bai Shaobo bowed and replied:

"Miss, I just went to inquire and found out that Jiang Lanyue's carriage will be arriving soon.

We should hide first, and wait for her carriage to leave the city, and then chase her down."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the street, which seemed particularly loud in the quiet night.

Song Wanyin and his group immediately hid in the dark, stretched their necks to look, and soon found a carriage galloping out of the night.

After the carriage sped out of the city gate, Song Wanyin made a prompt decision:

"Bai Shaobo, Master Biao, let's split up.

You guys go ahead and find out if there are any remnants of the rebels lurking nearby."

Bai Shaobo and Biao Ye looked embarrassed when they heard this.

"Miss, I cannot leave you for even a step. Your safety is more important than anything else."

"Girl, let Lao Bai follow you and protect you. Leave the rest to me."

Song Wanyin shook her head slightly and said:

"This matter is of great importance, so you should take care of each other.

Don't worry, I will be careful and they won't find out where I am."

Soon, they split into two groups. Song Wanyin and Tiancheng rode on a Ferghana horse to track Jiang Lanyue's carriage.

Song Wanyin held the reins tightly, leaned forward, and urged the horse to speed up.

The cold wind whistled past her ears, ruffling her hair. The ponytail on the back of her head swayed in time with her body. Her eyes were fixed on the carriage that was moving further and further away in front of her.

The outline of the carriage was looming in the moonlight, and before we knew it, it ran into a small woods and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Song Wanyin was suddenly startled and pulled the reins hard to stop the horse, looking around vigilantly.

Tiancheng was so scared that her heart was in her throat. She hugged her tightly and trembled with fear.

The grove looked eerie under the moonlight, and the rustling of leaves seemed to conceal a dangerous aura.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and Song Wanyin couldn't help but shiver. She keenly felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at her in the darkness.

She subconsciously turned the ring on her index finger. It was a specially made ring with a secret.

There are two yin and yang gems on it, one blue and one red. The blue one contains a panacea for all poisons, while the red one contains a deadly poison.

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed past her from behind.

Song Wanyin turned around suddenly and saw a masked man holding a sword stabbing towards her.

Tiancheng let out a scream, startling the crow resting on the branch and it subconsciously opened its arms to protect its master.

Song Wanyin patted the horse's head fearlessly, and the Ferghana horse immediately raised its hind hooves and kicked the masked man away with all its strength.

Just as she was about to ride away on her horse, she discovered that there were ambushes on all sides. A dozen dark shadows quickly pulled out a huge fishing net from the ground and fiercely rushed towards the master and servant.

Song Wanyin immediately turned the ring, preparing to release the poison and take the opportunity to escape.

At the same time, white smoke suddenly rolled all around, blocking the view.

Soon, screams could be heard from the dozen or so black shadows.

Before Song Wanyin could react, she only felt that the Arabian horse under her was suddenly frightened and ran forward recklessly.

With the strong inertia, the bodies of the master and servant kept swinging, and the moment the horse raised its hooves and neighed, they were thrown off the horse's back.

The next moment, Song Wanyin fell steadily into a warm embrace. Facing those eyes that were as bright as stars, she said in surprise:

"Brother?"

There was worry in Xiao Jingheng's eyes. Suddenly, he heard a strong wind. He subconsciously raised his sleeve to block it, but his arm was scratched by a sharp arrow. The blood instantly dyed his sleeve red.

Just as he looked up, his eyes were unfortunately injured by the poison gas, and he frowned and said:

"No, this arrow is poisonous."