Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 1147 Parting ways, a trap? (5)
"En!" Yin Zhan agreed.

The two of them didn't speak any more, such a brief separation was really commonplace for them.

After staying in the study for a while, Song Chuxi went back to the room first.

When Yin Zhan came back in the evening, the two took a rest after eating. In the middle of the night, Wei Heng came and knocked on the door.

When Yin Zhan got up, Song Chuxi was still sleeping, and he didn't call her, he just got up and dressed lightly, and returned to the bed after tidying up, bent over and kissed her forehead, Then carefully tucked her feet, turned and went out.

"Master!" Wei Heng waited at the door, missing him worriedly and looking at the room behind him.

"Let's go!" Yin Zhan gathered the cloak around his body, and strode out without looking back.

The door was closed, and hearing the sound of his footsteps stepping on the crushed snow outside, Song Chuxi opened his eyes and looked at the bed curtain inside the big bed, staying awake in the middle of the night.

Yin Zhan travels secretly, and he does not walk ostentatiously. Although the palace in Dayuncheng is as usual, basically everyone who should know where he is going knows that he is no longer in Dayuncheng.

Song Chuxi was very calm, and went to the study for him to handle government affairs step by step.

But it was only on the morning of the third day after Yin Zhan left that Wan Yao came back with an unsigned secret letter.

After Song Chuxi took it apart and read it, his face remained calm, but after a while, he suddenly showed a cold smile.

"Master, where is this letter from? Did it say anything?" Wan Yao asked cautiously.

"Get ready now, I'm going out!" Song Chuxi said, casually stuffing the letter into her hand, and left the study like a storm to return to her bedroom.

Wan Yao hurriedly scanned the contents of the letter, and her color changed immediately, but she didn't dare to leak the contents of the letter, so she quickly took out a fire pocket and burned it first, then hurriedly ran back to Song Chuxi and Yin Zhan's residence.

Song Chuxi has already changed her clothes and is ready to go.

Wan Yao rushed over and grabbed her, "Master, think twice, this letter is definitely a trap? Miss Song has not heard from her for several months. Didn't it mean that the person who attacked her was Peng? Is it someone from the Ze imperial family? Then even if she falls into the hands of the Peng Ze people, she won't be anywhere else, don't—"

The letter was not signed, but it said that Song Chuqi was in his hands and asked Song Chuxi to go to Situ Ningyuan's medicine house on Qilian Snow Mountain to redeem her.

Wan Yao was flustered, and without waiting for Song Chuxi to open her mouth, she squeezed her hand even harder and persuaded, "And someone sent this letter just after the prince left? The timing is too coincidental, master—even if the other party really Kidnapped Miss Song, since he sent a letter to invite you, it means that he still has ulterior motives, and may not really touch Miss Song, just wait a little longer, wait for the prince to come back—"

Song Chuxi is actually not an emotional person, Wan Yao really has some thoughts that are not allowed to her at this time.

Song Chuxi didn't interrupt her, just listened to her, and after she finished speaking, she patted her on the shoulder, "Are you finished?"

Wan Yao was taken aback for a moment, she had already put on her cloak and hurried out.

Seeing that she couldn't stop her, Wan Yao stomped her feet so hard that she could only go back to her room and followed her out with a cloak.

Song Chuxi is aware of his current weak force value, so he is not careless. He brought almost all the masters left by Yin Zhan, escorted by a dozen or so bodyguards, and a group of people set out from the south gate, heading southward to the Qilian Snow Mountain. .

The journey was considered smooth, but although she said she was going to redeem people, she walked very calmly, knowing that her health was not good and she was not resistant to cold, so she did not force her way, she did what she could, and she was tired from walking. She stopped and set up camp to rest, so slowly, and there was still snow on the road. She walked for five and a half days, and when she was about a day and a half away from Qilian Snow Mountain, Song Chuxi suddenly stopped.

"Master—" Wan Yao feared that she might be caught in an ambush along the way, terrified, and hurriedly looked around and approached.

"Turn around here to the west. It's about a day's journey to Luyang City. I'm afraid there will be an ambush on Qilian Snow. Take a few people and tell Wei Lin to come and accompany me up the mountain!" Song Chuxi said with a solemn look.

Seeing that she had already prepared and planned, Wan Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but still hesitated, "Why don't you let someone else deliver the letter, I'll follow the master."

"You go in person, I don't worry if someone else goes!" Song Chuxi's attitude was tough.

Because it was about Song Chuxi's safety, Wan Yao didn't feel at ease handing it over to others, so she weighed it up and nodded, "Okay! The servant girl wants to go back quickly, master, don't go up the mountain, and wait for me to bring Wei Lin back. "

"Yeah!" Song Chuxi nodded, and ordered eight guards for her.

Wan Yao didn't want to delay, so she immediately set off with her people, taking the mountain road due west to Luyang City.

Song Chuxi stayed where the horse was, and watched her group of people gallop away with deep eyes. When the snow foam brought up under the horse's hooves fell back to the snow again, she suddenly looked serious, turned the horse's head and said: "Let's go!" ! Return!"

The casual guards are all confused, but no one dares to question and disobey her orders.

A group of people turned around and went north again.

But this time, Song Chuxi did not walk back to Dayun City, but chose a barren mountain road, walked for a long time, stopped to rest at night, and went on the road early the next morning, walking through the mountains and forests.

The guards didn't know where she was going. They walked all the way until evening, and when they reached a deserted ridge, they suddenly heard the sound of snow being trampled behind them.

The guards were shocked, but they saw a hundred or so blue robes following their tracks and chasing and surrounding them.

"Someone is following!" A leading guard drew his sword decisively, "Protect the master!"

(End of this chapter)