"The king persecutes the heroes! Let's fight out!" Dong Zhuo shouted loudly.

As expected, as soon as He Xia and the others made a move, the ambush immediately rushed out of the quiet street.

The sound of killing shook the sky in an instant.

"Kill!"

"Go up! No one is allowed to run away!"

"The king has an order to capture He Xia and that woman alive!"

Pingting looked up and saw that there were not many ambushers, and she felt relieved.

It seems that He Su thought they would definitely fall into a trap, and in order not to reveal the news, he did not call the army. What's more, the Jing'an Palace has been in charge of the army for many years, and He Suruo used his army to assassinate them. Wouldn't he be afraid that the soldiers would turn against each other and break into the palace?

"Kill!"

Except for Pingting, the few people led by He Xia were all warriors who had experienced many battles. Once they seized the opportunity, they were even more invincible. They fought one after another, but they had already rushed out of the encirclement within a short moment.

"The Prince Jing'an's Mansion has rebelled!"

"The king harms loyal ministers! The king harms loyal ministers!"

"He Xia intends to rebel!"

"The Prince Jing'an's Mansion is about to be destroyed!"

The sound of killing was everywhere in the sky, and blood splattered, and the people and horses on both sides did not forget to run and shout for themselves.

Pingting didn't know martial arts, and was protected by He Xia from the beginning of the fight, and she threw out one or two lit thunder bombs from time to time. If the whole city was in chaos, the people from Prince Jing'an's Mansion had a great chance of breaking out of the city.

After Pingting threw out all the thunder bullets in her hand, He Xia and his group rushed out of the city gate, all covered in blood. Even Dong Zhuo was stabbed twice, but fortunately it was not serious.

After they rushed out of the city gate, the battle here was over, and only the sound of war horses panting in the night was left.

Pingting looked into the distance and pointed to a fire in the city and said, "Young Master, look, the king has begun to attack the royal palace. I hope the prince and the others will not suffer any losses. I guess the king thought we could catch us and threaten us, so he should not have many people surrounded the royal palace."

He Xia followed her eyes to Prince Jing'an's Mansion, and was still worried about his father. He turned his head and said, "Pingting, you wait outside the city. Let's go in and disrupt the situation a little and respond to his father."

Pingting also knew that she could not know martial arts, so she was just a burden at this time, so she jumped off the horse, "The hill we often go to outside the city, waiting for you before sunrise."

"Okay!" He Xia nodded and agreed, and then led Dong Zhuo into the city again.

Pingting watched the person who was as close as his brother, and secretly thought: Although He Su was the king, he would only dare to use his confidants to do these cruel and loyal things. In this way, at least before the chaotic situation was over before dawn, the army in the capital would remain unmoved. As long as the army did not move, the people in the King Jing'an's mansion would not be too obstructed if they escaped.

As for what crime He Su made for them after dawn and mobilized the army to chase them, it was no longer important. At that time, the people from Prince Jing'an's Mansion had long been gone.

Pingting thought about it for two or three times, feeling that there would be no mistakes, so she gave up and turned around and walked slowly towards the agreed hill.

The mountain hill is two miles outside the city gate, and it can be reached in a short while on weekdays. Now it is of course a little harder to walk by foot.

Pingting walked for a moment and saw a little pointed point in the gray-white horizon from afar. She glanced at her ears and was about to continue walking, but suddenly she heard something strange from behind...

A meow suddenly sounded outside the window, interrupting Pingting's memories.

She opened her eyes that were shining in the dark and chuckled at the silver bell outside the window, "This annoying cat, I'll find a way to tease you tomorrow." Thinking of the safety of the people in the Jing'an Palace, the beautiful dimples on her cheeks disappeared again.

"What should I do?" Late at night, Pingting got out of bed and groped to the table, drank a bowl of cold tea, and couldn't help but worry.

If he had not been caught by human traffickers, he should be with the young master now, and he would not have to worry about the young master. Dong Zhuo was active and naughty, and hoped that he would not cause trouble for the young master.

If I leave tomorrow, where can I find the young master?

Although she was smart, she was still young. She lost her support alone and felt weak. Suddenly, Dong Dingnan's handsome face came to her mind, and her smart and sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through a person's soul at once.

"Should you invite that young master Dong to find out the news?" She hid Dong Dingnan in her heart, maybe it was Chu Beijie's doubts, and she felt a little uneasy, "If it is revealed..."

The Fengtong Guqin suddenly flashed in Pingting's mind again. As if she had first seen the Guqin, her heart jumped violently: she remembered Dong Dingnan's conversation, her knowledge, and her bold and noble behavior. Pingting's face suddenly seemed to burn hot for some reason.

Pingting stomped her feet and touched her face and said angrily: "Pingting, what are you thinking about? It's important to find the young master now." As she was thinking about it, it was almost dawn.

After washing up, Pingting went into the room to serve the lady. When Miss Hua saw her, she clapped her hands and made fun of her, "I didn't even eat dinner last night, but why did she sleep with a pair of dark circles? I think you missed your lover all night?"

Pingting turned her head to look in the mirror, and she had two dark circles hanging on her face, and her face couldn't help but show a little pink. She said dissatisfiedly: "What are you talking about? I won't serve you anymore."

She has been talking to the young master in Prince Jing'an's mansion since she was a child, and she doesn't feel disrespectful. Miss Baekhua has been flattered a lot. She just likes Pingting's temper, but instead suppresses her smile and persuades: "Don't be angry. I understand. I saw him for the first time that day, and I couldn't sleep for several nights."

Pingting didn't think about it like this, but when Miss Hua said this, her heart was pounding violently. She lowered her eyes and said seriously: "Let me help you clean it, the water is cold."

"I don't want you, I'm clumsy, it's better to clean myself." Miss Hua snatched the towel twisted from Pingting's hand, "You are not a good thing to serve."

"I'm not the material to serve people?" Pingting opened her eyes wide. She has served the most mischievous young master since she was a child. Only people praised her, but no one has ever said anything bad. She is smart and smart, talks about things, and is understanding. Who can compare to her? Pingting's self-esteem is damaged, "But I just helped you comb your hair the day before yesterday and broke a few strands of hair."

"You must have never combed your hair."

Miss Hua was right. Pingting had her own girl serving in Prince Jing'an's mansion. Not to mention other people's hair, she didn't even combed her hair often. Occasionally, she would grab the young master to comb his hair. He Xia's hair was broken and hurt, so he naturally didn't say anything.

After washing, Miss Hua pestered Pingting and wanted to learn embroidery. After a while, Miss Hua was stitched a few times with her fingers, and then she screamed again. Pingting was helpless, "I said that I have to endure hardship when I learned this, but the lady insisted on learning it. Every time I pestered me to teach, and she complained again after learning it. Why is the lady tireless?"

Miss Hua sighed softly, held her cheek with her hands, stared at the embroidered screen boredly, and said, "What's the solution? I miss him for a while, and I want to embroider something for him; my fingers hurt, and I blame him for causing trouble for me... Later, I thought about it, I worked so hard for him here, and he didn't know anything, and I just felt sad..."

Seeing that she was really infatuated, Pingting wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh at her now. She lowered her head and focused on the embroidery work on her hands. Dong Dingnan's appearance came out to make trouble at this time. She shook in front of her eyes and the needle was stabbed in her hand.

"Ouch!"

Miss Hua clapped her hands, tilted her head and smiled, "You have been stabbed too. I said this needle is biased, so how can you stab me with my fingers?"

The two chatted for a long time. Pingting seemed to be very excited, but in fact she was absent-minded. She originally thought that Dong Dingnan would come today and could find out about the news about the young master, but as the sun gradually moved from east to west, no one came to visit her.

Miss Hua saw her appearance, her lips curled slightly, and she advised playfully: "Don't worry, he will come within three days. If he doesn't come within three days, we will ignore him."

She didn't understand what Pingting was thinking, and her face was full of funny expressions.

At night, the two of them had supper in the house together. Butler Hua hurried over and said to the outsider: "Miss, someone is asking for a meeting."

Pingting raised her head suddenly. Miss Hua whispered, "Come in quickly."

Putting down the curtain, Pingting's heart jumped up quickly and stared at the door.

After a while, calm footsteps came, and a shadow flashed outside the door, showing a tall figure. As soon as this man entered the door, he bowed politely to the curtain and said loudly: "Gourmet to Miss Hua, the villain Chu Moran, and he was ordered to give gifts again." It turned out that it was not Dong Dingnan, but his subordinate.

Pingting was like a burning fire head and was splashed with cold water. She was extremely disappointed.

Chu Moran smiled politely, "This is a copper ornament cast by Guile. Although it is not expensive, it is still acceptable to have handmade ones."

Pingting looked through the curtains and saw that she had a strong vision. She could see at a glance that the Guile bronze ornament presented by Chu Moran himself was actually very precious. It was made by Luobin, the master of Guile bronze ware who died thirty years ago.

This is a bronze statue of a girl playing the piano in the mountains. She has a realistic expression and lifelike appearance, which makes people fall in love with her at first sight. I believe Dong Dingnan used this peerless treasure to compliment her piano skills.

Pingting was both surprised by Dong Dingnan's generous move and praised him for his extraordinary scheming. But at this time, she replied in a cold tone: "The little woman dare not accept such a great gift. Please bring this thing back."

Chu Moran was stunned, "Miss Hua, this is my master..."

"Last time it was the guqin, today it was a bronze statue, what will it be tomorrow?" The sound of the pearl falling to the ground was clearly heard, "If I bargain, I will be a woman and I will have nothing to give back; if I want to exchange these for something else, it will not be so easy."

Miss Hua was very clever and added a few words beside her, "I just asked the servants to send gifts, why can't people see any signs? I'm so dishonest and sincere, so I can't complain about our ladies." She held back a laugh and called out loudly, "Butler Hua, see off guests!"

"Miss, please listen to my explanation, it's really..."

Miss Hua said mercilessly: "If you don't listen or not, you men only know how to hurt a woman's heart." I wonder if she remembered that her lover was now missing, and she actually spread her anger on Chu Moran and called Hua Butler to see her off.

Chu Moran had not had the chance to explain yet, but the housekeeper of Hua had arrived and bowed to him repeatedly, "Please go back, our lady is tired and is about to rest. Look, it's too late..." He bowed and gave in, sending Chu Moran and the bronze statue out of the Flower Mansion.

Chu Moran never lost such a face when he was doing an errand for King Zhenbei. In the Hua Mansion, he was worried that this was the master’s beloved lady and was not rude, so he had to return to King Zhenbei’s mansion to tell Chu Beijie from beginning to end.

He has always been capable, and shut up after he finished speaking and placed the bronze statue respectfully on the table.

Chu Beijie was burying his head to appraise the official documents. After listening to it, he just finished approving a pile of official documents. He raised his head and laughed, "I didn't expect her to be so bold. If it were a man, I would definitely want him to be a general in my account. Such a person can lead thousands of troops." After laughing for a while, his sharp eyes narrowed, "It seems that I can't underestimate the enemy when I meet the opponent."

Chu Moran pondered: "Such beauty has a good appearance, she has a rare talent for unparalleled piano skills and a wide range of knowledge. If the prince likes it, why not come to propose marriage tomorrow by the King of Zhenbei?"

"No." Chu Beijie said in a deep voice, "She is different from the bells and swallows in the palace. She is a phoenix, so I asked for it with the etiquette of the phoenix." Stand up and swirled the wide black cloak on my back, "Go and show my sincerity."
Chapter completed!