Your Majesty, Empress Is Escaping - C27

Just as all the wolves ran out of the relay station and headed towards the direction of the Ink Yan, the inn that was originally fighting a bloody battle suddenly became empty. All that was left was the vice-general who was still shouting ‘grandson wolf’, ‘your grandfather! I’m still going to have to fight you three hundred rounds’.

He raised his weapon in a daze, completely unable to understand why the wolves that were constantly fighting had suddenly run away!

“It’s Ink Yan!” Murong Hao concluded with absolute certainty, “Just now, when the wolf ran out, I heard the White Wolf King howling. I think she must have caught the White Wolf King! ”

“Quick, quick, quick!” Lieutenant General, you should go outside to send out a signal for reinforcements. Presumably, Imperial Uncle had already brought people with him to prepare to obstruct me! But we can’t be passive, and we have to quickly make a preemptive strike! ”

Yes!

The Lieutenant General wiped off the blood on his face and happily ran out of the relay station to send the signal.

At this moment, the Ink Zither that was previously called over to accompany them with wine was now coming down the stairs step by step. At first glance, the whole screen was filled with blood from the limbs, and the muddleheaded painting made one feel nauseous. But when Murong Hao said he was going to ask for help, Ink Zither thought to herself:

That would be safe, right?

“Your Highness the Crown Prince ~”

Ink Zither covered her chest and pretended to be grateful. She trembled as she shouted at Murong Hao, “It’s all thanks to you that I’m still alive today …”

Who would have thought that Murong Hao would also run out of the hall without looking back. The Ink Zither who was about to act froze on the spot. She even forgot the smell of blood on her nose.

“At this time, the Crown Prince has already called for reinforcements. What is he doing rushing out? ”

The wounded soldier lying downstairs chuckled.

“To see Miss Shui Yan, of course. She told my crown prince that she was going to capture the White Wolf King and rescue him. Now that he thought about it, he had succeeded. The Crown Prince must be in a hurry to see her. Perhaps, after this storm passes, Ink Yan will be promoted to his concubine by His Highness, and he will no longer have to go to the Heavenly Wolf to be a slave! ”

As the saying goes, those who speak have no intention and those who listen have their own thoughts.

All along the way, Ink Zither had been actively working in two camps — 1. To please Murong Hao, who was sending her off, and to find opportunities to obtain more information in order to help her survive in the Heavenly Wolf. 2. Clean up that disgusting ink. She was already living in hell, so he definitely couldn’t let her, the main culprit, live more comfortably than he did!

Shui Yan is actually going to be the Crown Prince’s concubine! How could this be allowed?

The moment Ink Zither heard the wounded soldier’s speculations, she didn’t even think twice before hating Ink Yan to the bottom of her heart once again. With the excuse that she wasn’t feeling well, she hurried back to Senior Servant Hua and the Heavenly Wolf Servant Girl to discuss countermeasures.

Outside of the relay station, because Murong Hao had sent out his assistant general to send out the distress signal first, the emperor’s uncle’s team came at a particularly timely time. Nearly a hundred cavalrymen galloped through the dust towards the only post office that still had lights on. Behind them, a banner fluttering in the wind had the word ‘South’ embroidered on it.

This was the royal uncle Murong Hao spoke of, Murong Nan. He was known as the Southern King. He had secretly colluded with the senior executives of the Heavenly Wolf Tribe to frame Murong Hao and make him lose the position of Crown Prince, so that he could achieve the ambition of usurping the position.

Murong Nan was a man in his fifties. He wore a purple robe and a brown mink cloak, making his face look slightly swollen. He was the first to arrive at the side of the deputy general, who had released the distress signal, and asked first.

“What’s going on up ahead?”

At that time, the deputy general had already known that Murong Nan and Tianlang were going to plot against their master. When they asked what was going on, he hugged Murong Nan’s horse and cried, “Reporting to the Southern King, Your Highness Hao, Your Highness, he …” “Howl, howl ~”