It was almost a moment of time, so almost that Zhong Qing didn't even have time to react. The panicked crowd blocked her vision, but even so, her heart was tightly clamped together in an instant.

The short screams of mother and father's anger were instantly covered by the more noisy noises and screams.

Just as Zhong Qing was about to turn around to check on her father and mother who had fallen to the ground, she suddenly felt her waist tightening, and Ye Qing's rapid voice sounded in her ears: "Go away quickly."

"Let me down." Zhong Qing struggled with her legs, her arms hanging behind Ye Qing's back slapped Ye Qing's back randomly, and shouted loudly.

"Is it possible to be buried with you?" Ye Qing, who carried Zhong Qing on her shoulder, slapped Zhong Qing's twisting buttocks heavily. Regardless of Zhong Qing's struggle and patting, he carried the person and ran to the backyard of Zhong's mansion.

"Stop them." Although Hong Gongwu was stunned, fortunately he still reacted.

But as soon as his order was finished, Han Tuozhou immediately grabbed him, and Han Tuozhou's angrily voice sounded in his ears: "A bastard, go to the front door and look for water! There must be someone who will respond to the backyard of Zhong Mansion, and you are looking for death!"

Hearing Han Tuozhou's reprimand, Hong Gongwu, who suddenly realized it, immediately ordered the Nankang army in the yard to go out from the front door to block it. Even so, there were already more than a dozen people, amid the chaos and noise, followed Ye Qing and others to chase after him.

Under Song Qian's protection, Shi Miyuan quickly leaned towards the courtyard wall. Looking at the chaotic crowd in the heart of the courtyard, Han Tuozhou pulled out the Yanling sword from the waist of the imperial guard passing by, and slashed at the shoulder of a guest who was about to run out. As the screams sounded, a soldier from the Nankang army immediately stepped forward and covered the guest's mouth.

"If anyone dares to run around, kill him, don't worry!" Han Tuozhou held up the knife in his hand and waved it to the guest running past again. The guest looked at the bloody knife in Han Tuozhou's hand, and his knees softened and knelt on the ground.

Under the order of Lu Zujian, the imperial guards began to maintain order. The guests who were scattered and flew around and the more noisy main hall were beaten and kicked by the imperial guards. After a while, the entire yard became quiet again.

"Send more people to chase Ye Qing." Han Tuozhou glanced at the place where Shi Miyuan had just stood. At this time, Shi Miyuan and Song Qian had already disappeared. The knife in his hand was thrown to Hong Gongwu, and then walked out of the mansion.

Zhao Ruyu still held a knife around Zhao Yu's neck. At this time, in Zhong's mansion, except for the imperial guards and the remaining Nankang army, the guests from Zhong's mansion were all squatting on the ground without saying a word, silent as if they were cold.

Seeing Han Tuozhou leaving quickly, Zhao Ruyu slowly took the knife off Zhao Yu's shoulder. The two of them looked out of the door of the main hall. Yang, who was lying at the door, was now dead.

The two Zhong brothers who had just wrestled and fell outside the door, Zhong Lin held a dagger in his hand, looked at Zhong Kang who was twitching on the ground with a complicated expression, and then slowly stood up: "Don't blame me, for so many years, my elder brother... I just want to avenge your sister-in-law and your niece." Zhong Lin, who was standing up slowly, subconsciously continued to grab the dagger that was still ticking down blood, and said with a tragic smile.

He was panting heavily. At this time, Zhong Kang, who was lying on the ground, looked up hard and saw that it was broken in an instant. He didn't know whether it was more heartache or the wound that the boss had just stabbed just now, and it hurt more.

With an indescribable smile on his face, he looked at the endless night sky, and then looked at the dagger with his own and Yang's blood. His blurry gaze looked at Zhong Lin, who looked sad, but seemed to have a hint of relief, opened his mouth and squeezed out his smile and said weakly: "Brother, you can tell me earlier, I'll just apologize to you."

"Can you apologize to make Zhong Xin and your sister-in-law survive?" Zhong Lin raised his hand, looked at the bloody dagger, and said miserably.

"Even if Qing'er doesn't marry, can my sister-in-law and Zhong Xin be alive?" Zhong Kang reached out to stop Zhong Lin from slowly falling to his chest, and shouted anxiously: "Brother...Brother...Zhong's family..."

"Let the next generation protect the reputation of the Zhong family. My elder brother has been tired over the years and he doesn't want to live anymore." Zhong Lin looked at Zhao Ruyu and Zhao Yu not far away, and then smiled coldly at Zhao Yu, and the dagger in his hand decisively pierced his chest.

On the other side, Ye Qing was struggling hard on his shoulder, and almost fell down because of Zhong Qing's struggle several times. He ignored Zhong Qing's crying and begging. At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and he quickly went out and got on the carriage and walked eastward.

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded behind him. Zhao Qier pulled Fangfei, who was pale and dozens of banned soldiers followed closely behind Ye Qing, looking at the soldiers chasing behind from time to time.

As Ye Qing carried Zhong Qing from the back door of Zhong Mansion, just as he passed by, an arrow immediately rang in the dim backyard. With a sudden scream behind Zhao Qier, Zhao Qier and others also ran out as soon as possible.

He had already planned how to leave from the back door of the Zhong family. Without waiting for Ye Qing's order, Zhao Qier led a dozen people to drive another carriage and galloped towards the Qibu Bridge. Xu Qing and Mo Xiaobao, who were left behind, galloped towards the East Gate Bridge and North Gate with one of the few dozen banned soldiers.

As the two carriages went their separate ways, the carriage towards Beilimen was vaguely heard from the carriage with Ye Qing's pain when it started.

Xu Qing, who drove himself, ignored the jingling sound in the carriage, and did not have time to pay attention to Ye Qing's low curses and Princess Xin's crying with sadness. While rushing the car, he said: "If there is no one in the Dongmen Bridge, then no one will be able to catch up until Beilimen. But in this way, after passing Beilimen, it will be Zhongshan. If someone ambushed somewhere, it will be difficult for us to break through."

Ye Qing in the carriage hugged Zhong Qing tightly, and she was like an octopus, wrapped her legs around Zhong Qing's legs, and pressed Zhong Qing's arms tightly on Zhong Qing's chest with both hands, so that Zhong Qing, who was sitting in his arms, could struggle with her only head constantly hitting his chest.

"Han Tuozhou will definitely have an ambush at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, where Lin Guangchao will respond." Ye Qing didn't know if the back of Zhong Qing's head hurt, anyway, his chest was really hurting at this time.

"Let me go, let me go!" Zhong Qing, who turned her face, had long lost the gentleness and quiet indifference of the past. At this moment, her eyes were sad, her expression was ashen and she gritted her silver teeth with a sad expression.

"Do you want to die? You have been able to escape..." Ye Qing turned around and looked at Zhong Qing and said.

"If my parents die, what's the point of living? Being a son is useless!" Zhong Qing struggled again with the octopus that bound her body.

Ye Qing interrupted Zhong Qing's words with a conditioned reflex and said hurriedly: "Zhong Lin obviously had a plan. At most, if you go back, you will have another dead body in your Zhong family."

The carriage led a dozen riders to the direction of Beilimen along the tributary of the Qinhuai River, while Zhao Qier took Fangfei and dozens of people, and had already stepped down from Nanyi Bridge and began to take a boat to leave.

Han Tuozhou just ordered people to go to the direction of Nanyiqiao to chase people, while he himself got on the carriage calmly and started to carry dozens of guards. While the smile on his face slowly became cold, a murderous aura spread from his body instantly.

There is more water and less land in Jiangdong, and even in people's subconscious mind, if they want to leave Jiankang or avoid others' pursuit, then taking a boat must be the first choice, but will Ye Qing be stupid to take a boat?

Obviously not. Han Tuozhou knew very well that Ye Qing was able to run out of Jin and Xia countries safely and soundly, not entirely due to luck. So he shouted loudly in the Zhong Mansion to chase him on the water, but to listen to Shi Miyuan who was standing in the corner. He also believed that Shi Miyuan, who had set out earlier, would definitely intercept Ye Qing along the water.

The reason why he sent people to the Nanyi Bridge to the waterway was to make Shi Miyuan, who was pursuing him, believe that Han Tuozhou was behind him, and was also pursuing Ye Qing.

Ye Qing appeared tonight, and only Mo Xiaobao was in front of him. Obviously, Ye Qing had made complete preparations, so Han Tuozhou did not think that the area of ​​Dongmen Bridge and Beili Gate that left the city could stop Ye Qing, but that Ye Qing could stop Ye Qing and forced Ye Qing to stop. Only Zhongshan, who had reached the top with Zhao Ruyu a few days ago.

The area around Dongmen Bridge is no different from usual. The rapid sound of horse hooves and wheels made the people who were still wandering in the night market avoid each other and looked at each other. I don’t know which carriage and servants were there, but they galloped so quickly on the streets that were not wide at night.

The Wu Jue was carrying dozens of cavalry and was waiting anxiously at the Beili Gate, but the knife in his hand placed on the neck of the city gate guard was still very steadily.

Listening to the sound of iron cavalry coming from afar, Wu Jue couldn't help but lit his eyes. Without waiting for his signal, someone immediately turned over and ran forward. On the shaft of the carriage that was speeding towards him, Mo Xiaobao instantly put his hand beside his mouth. With a whistle that cut through the quiet night sky, Wu Jue immediately stood up from the chair and signaled the guard to open the city gate immediately.

The carriage was not even slowing down at the Beili Gate. As soon as the city gate opened, the carriage sped past the cheeks of the guards who opened the city gate.

"The Imperial City Office is here. From now on, close the city gate and no one can release it, otherwise, cut off all of you." Wu Jue took back the knife that was on the closing neck, quickly turned over the horse, and followed the carriage that was already away from the city gate to chase out.

The heavy city gate was just closed by several terrified guards. Before he could even talk to himself, the guard immediately put a knife on his neck with a few words of martial verdicts. He heard another sound of iron cavalry rushed towards them.

"I really think I'm bullying? It's better to take care of the county magistrate! If I let you go, I'll turn my surname back." The guard official spat on the ground angrily, looking at the carriage and dozens of cavalry that were approaching quickly, leaning on the ground with both hands, and snorting coldly: "Who? Don't you know the city gate has been closed?"

Wu Lie sat on the horse's back, first looked forward at the guard officer, and a few guards with a slightly dissatisfied expression. Then he didn't even make a sound, and walked to the carriage and said, "Sir, it seems that Ye Qing and the others went out from here."

"Are they any other way to go besides here? Chase me." Han Tuozhou, who was sitting in the carriage, sneered.

As Wu Lie hit the horse again, he came to the guardian with a disdainful look in front of the guardian, and said in a deep voice: "The Minister of War is going to leave the city, so open the city gate." Wu Lie said while throwing the guardian's waist card to the guardian.

"No matter what the Ministry of War is not the Ministry of War, the Imperial City Department said just now that no one can go out of the gate. If you want to leave the city, go to other gates." The guard continued to lean on the knife with both hands, and glanced at the waist sign that fell to the ground and said disdainfully.

"Wu Lie..." Han Tuozhou in the carriage shouted in dissatisfaction.

Wu Lie turned around instantly, glanced at the quiet carriage not far behind him, and then turned around, sat on the horse's back and looked at the guard with a disdainful look on his face. After biting his lower lip, he gently spit out a word: Kill.
Chapter completed!