The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

When Dong Xue said this, Ye Lan's first reaction was to find His Royal Highness the second hurriedly. Free-fee-first-delivery → [chasing] [book] [help]

"Master, the subordinates **** it." Ye Lan said kneeling in front of Nangong Yu.

"It's not that this time, you hurried to help you continue to find, I hope they haven't sent her to the palace yet, remember to take a look at the road, and tell me immediately when there is news." He still persuaded himself to calm down again and again in his heart.

"Yes." After that, Ye Lan rushed away.

"Li Song, gather the people under his hands. If Ye Lan has no news within half an hour, we will kill the palace to grab someone." Nangong Yan's face showed a hint of yin.

In the face of Nangong Yu's such gaffe, Li Song instinctively wanted to remind him, just raised his head, but found that Nangong Yu was looking at him.

"I know what you are going to say. Without the emperor's call, bring weapons into the palace, and that is the death penalty. I can't care so much now."

Li Song knew that, for this girl Liu, Nangong Yan could not understand anything.

Waiting is tormenting, and Nangong's mood is really messy now.

Now he was full of Liu Yan's helpless eyes.

Watching the hourglass dripping a little bit, Nangong's heart became heavier, his whole hand has been tightly clenched into a fist, and the non-straight joints have turned white.

"Master, don't worry, maybe Ye Lan will have news soon." Li Song only comforted softly.

Nangong nodded and said nothing, his eyes stared out the window.

It was already dark, and anything could happen in this endless night.

When Ye Lan returned, he didn't go to the main entrance of Liufu, but set foot on the road behind Liufu directly.

As she walked, she calculated. If Dong Xue was telling the truth, now Liu Ye may have been fainted by them and is now on his way to the palace.

Holding a soft sword in her waist with her right hand, Ye Lan didn't dare to let go for a moment, she just hoped to meet her master here.

If she couldn't find her master again, she would go into the palace and confess her death.

Thinking so, Ye Lan could not help but speed up his pace.

At this time, she saw a sedan chair.

The sedan chair immediately caught her attention. The usual sedan chair would not go so fast even if there were urgent matters.

Even if it was a little empty sedan, it wouldn't be so anxious to walk up. Ye Lan judged right away that there must be something wrong with this sedan!

"Put down the sedan chair!" Ye Lan said coldly.

The two men who lifted the sedan suddenly found a person standing in front of them and couldn't help it.

"Girl, please walk away, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

Ye Lan thought to himself that there seemed to be a tough battle to be fought. Before the two men took the shot, she pulled out the soft sword in her waist.

After dozens of rounds, two people Ye Lan fell to the ground.

These two people are also slaves with a higher martial art. Compared with dark guards like Ye Lan, they are a piece of cake.

Ye Lanmo sat in the sedan chair and saw the willow puppet inside.

"Master, you wake up."

After Ye Lan called twice, Liu Yan did not respond.

Ye Lan was afraid of something unexpected in the middle, and in a hurry, put Liu Yan on his shoulders, and entered Liufu directly from the back door.

After returning to the small yard, she only said to Zhu Yuan: "Take care of the master." Then she flew out.