The group of cavalry galloped down from the hills, while the Shence army led by Guo Xiaofeng and Cai Fonu hurriedly surrounded the calf chariot of Concubine Wang, and uniformly connected the weapons in their hands to form a small circular formation.

After approaching fifty steps, both sides cheered.

The armored cavalryman on the opposite side flew off the horse excitedly and asked Gao Yue, who was wearing a scorching clothes: "Is it Gao Wailang??"

“That’s right.”

"I am Xu Baohui, the military envoy under General Zhang Guangsheng of Jinwu. He was ordered by the Holy Lord to come out of Ganquan Palace to support him."

Gao Yue hurriedly reached out to the calf cart with his hand, "The cart is the concubine."

"The Imperial Concubine is in peace!" Xu Baohui and the thirty or forty soldiers from the Jinwu Guard brought with him were dismounted and bowed to the calf cart together.

Concubine Wang in the car had a blue and white lips, and her hands were still holding the seal hidden in her clothes. She just smiled at Xu Baohui and others, but she could no longer speak.

Xu Baohui brought many ten pack horses, carrying food, dry firewood and pot stoves, and hurriedly asked several Jinwu children to lay the secret whistle and horses to go out for warning. The others led Gao Yue and his party into Ganquan Palace for a temporary rest.

Ganquan Palace in Weibei was always an important palace and fortress in the Qin and Han dynasties. It was still in the Tang Dynasty. The pavilions, towers and pavilions were staggered, with flower forests, rivers, rainbow bridges, and low corridors. It was one of the emperor's main official villages. Because osmanthus trees were planted everywhere in the main hall, it was also called "Gui Palace".

I saw several osmanthus trees ten feet wide, with branches and leaves hidden in the palace. The bleak autumn grass invaded the gaps in the golden stairs. Coupled with the autumn rain last night, the entire palace is now soaked with grayish-white colors, and the wooden beams inside are mostly decayed and indescribable aura of decay, just the same as the situation faced by this empire.

Originally, there were four-rank wives in the world who were responsible for the management of the palaces in various places. There were countless people working inside. They were all self-sufficient manors, and now there are eight out of ten.

After getting off the carriage, Princess Yanguang, Princess Yiyang got off the carriage, they all walked into the Longxing Hall behind the main hall and hurriedly took off their wet clothes. Yuwen Leijin chased the concubine and the princesses and were busy inside and outside, and they raised fire and roasted clothes and hung cauldrons to cook rice, which made Princess Wang like her very much.

"Where is Tang An?" After a few bites of hot meals, Concubine Wang's energy revived before she remembered her eldest daughter.

"The pavilion to the west." Shajin replied in a low voice.

Hearing this, Princess Yanguang, who had put on her clothes again, sat at the corner of Longxing Hall, stretched out her arms, took out a small feather-patterned mirror, fiddled with her hair bun, and couldn't help but smile.

The so-called pavilion to the west is the Zixia Pavilion in Ganquan Palace.

Under the wall of Zixia Pavilion, several horses were tied to wooden stakes. Gao Yue sat under the corridor of the small hall in the hall. Mr. Wei was sitting on a declining rockery not far away. "Yishong, you said that after you go to Fengtian City this time, I will be able to enter the Hanlin Bachelor's Academy." Mr. Wei couldn't help but feel joy and said in a low voice.

Gao Yue hurriedly put his finger in front of his mouth and made a gesture of silence.

Then he frowned and looked inside the hall.

Tang An, the annoying guy, kept following him and asked her to go and go with her mother. Her sister and aunt went to dry clothes and refused, "I'll change it here. Please help me with the third year of high school."

After a while, footsteps sounded, Tang An simply took off his narrow shirt and silk skirt that was wet when he escaped, and directly wore the soapy military uniform given by Guo Xiaofeng. He tied a belt in the middle, leather boots under him, and tied a manly bun. He walked out. At first glance, he looked like a handsome young man.

Then she sat next to Gao Yue with a loud noise.

The Duke of the Fighter was very embarrassed. He sat on the rockery, pretending to look at the earthworms on the ground, and then looked up at the You Hong in the sky, not knowing what to say.

Tang An didn't speak either.

Finally, Gao Yue couldn't help but say to her: "Princess, please rest. We will go to Fengtian City in one hour."

"I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep." Tang An said.

At this time, the noise sounded, and Cai Fonu led several Shen Ce soldiers and walked in with the dove that was only shot in Ganquan Palace. There were countless wild birds here, and they were originally for the emperor to hunt during his patrol.

"I have a salt bag, and I haven't been wet with the rain yet."

"That's good, use a sword to burn it."

Then everyone plucked hair, applied salt, piled firewood, and then barbecued. Soon the fragrance of the dove meat filled the entire Zixia Pavilion.

"Come on, I heard that the dove meat is cooked and even the old monks in the temple can't stand it." Gao Yue took out the knife he carried with him and began to cut it for everyone.

"There are some food embarrassment here." As he spoke, Yuwen Saijin came slowly with the curved corridor between Longxing Hall and Zixia Pavilion, and brought the re-cooked dry food and soup cakes to everyone and the soldiers of Shen Ce.

"Thank you little lady." Gao Yue hurriedly thanked.

Broken gold was busy and raised his head to smile at Gao Yue, but then he might think of his unfortunate fate again, and his eyes turned red again.

Gao Yue couldn't help but sigh.

Tang An was about to smell the sour smell between adulterers. He held up the small dagger with the dove flesh inserted, and bit him twice, humming in anger.

After eating, everyone was dozing under the pavilion, and there was still some time before departure.

At this time, Shaw Jin was still cleaning up, and Tang An's eyes were also glaring, his eyes never leaving her for a moment.

The look of the eyes made Zaojin look furry and turned around.

"Do you want to follow others again?" Tang An went straight in.

This straight-jue made Broken Gold extremely uneasy.

"In the past, I gave Li a wife to the proofreader, but now I'm a concubine to this Gao Wailang. Can you accept it?" Tang An said with a straight stroke even more vigorously.

"How dare..." Sai Jin was so scared that he hurriedly bowed to Gao Yue and Tang An.

"What are you afraid of? Now everyone is on the way to escape. When you arrive in Fengtian City, all the rules and magnanimity can be used to go to the devil. No, before going back to Chang'an City..." Tang An's words seemed to be for himself, "You used to be a wife of the ninth rank, but now you are a concubine of the sixth rank. Judging from your experience of being a servant in the Yeting, it is not a shame. Anyway, that man Li Feng has abandoned you. I feel sad about your experience like this."

Yuwen Saijin refused to comment. She knew that Tang An was saying something to Gao Langjun, and she didn't dare to say a word.

When Gao Yue heard this, he stood up and brushed his sleeves, saying to Tang An: "Princess, please be careful with the boudoir."

"This is Ganquan Palace, not Daming Palace, not Shaoyang Courtyard, nor Muqin Building of the Ten Kings House, so how can you talk about the boudoir ceremony?" Tang An couldn't help but feel excited, stood up suddenly, stood on tiptoe, stared at Gao Yue.

Cai Fonu and the military men in the pavilion were snoring like thunder, but the Duke of the Fighters who had not yet fallen asleep were in trouble. "Why should I listen to these words?" He complained repeatedly in his heart, so he covered his ears with his hands, turned to the side, and simply refused to listen.

In Tang An's eyes, tears were crystal clear, silently sliding from the snow cheeks on both sides, and her nose was involuntarily twitching.

The shadow of her psychology was left behind by Gao Yue's rejection of marriage. For Tang An, this feeling was similar to being a famous abandoned woman.

"Princess, please forgive me." Gao Yue turned his head away and didn't look at Tang An's crying face. In fact, he felt a little guilty.

"I will forgive you when I am in front of you." Tang An almost choked Gao Yue to death after that.

"Bang!" The Duke of the Fighter slapped his palm into his ear.
Chapter completed!