Cowardly husband dressed as abusive male protagonist

Rong Qi was wearing a felt hat and a white robe, with the corners on the carriage.

"Travel is prohibited in the capital!" said the guard guarding the city, stopping the carriage.

Zhao Yang, Rong Qi's subordinate who pretended to be Zhu's trick, handed over a few silver coins to the guards.

"The Zhu family must be sent to Xuzhou. This is the order of the son himself before he left. General Yun also told the younger ones to hurry up. The military master has a lot of adults." Zhao Yang said respectfully.

"Since he is from the Zhu family, it is naturally possible." The guards naturally did not dare to offend the Anyang Marquis and General Yun. Xuzhou is General Yun's base camp, and General Yun was worried that this would be inevitable.

The guard returned the money, but Zhao Yang didn't ask for it.

The carriage rolled towards the gate of the city, the gate opened, and the people outside knew how powerful these guards were, so they didn't try to rush in.

Several carriages drove out of the city gate one after another, and next to the carriages were strong and powerful house slaves.

The eyes of the victims who were originally flickering dimmed.

Qin Ziye's legs clamped the horse's belly, Chang'an crossed the river, landed on the grass and continued to run.

His black robe fell on the horse's back, and his eyes were blood red.

Qin Ziye felt that Chang'an's speed slowed down again. He grabbed Chang'an's mane, moved the tips of his ears, picked up the long arrow next to him neatly, and shot it out!

A figure ahead had fallen from a hidden corner of the tree.

When the carriage drove to a sparsely populated area, a person jumped out of the box on the Zhu family's carriage. They took out weapons from another box, and bowed their fists at the leading carriage.

"Go to the various official roads in Yongzhou and clean up the people." Rong Qi's tone was cold and cold.

"Yes! Son."

Zhao Yang saw a group of people coming with dozens of thousand-mile horses, Zhao Yang couldn't help being surprised at Rong Qi's generosity.

He is the person in charge who just came over from Youzhou. Although he had heard that his young master was getting married with Anyang Hou Shizi, only now did he know that his young master was so crazy.

If Zhao Yang knew that Rong Qi was planning to tamper with the imperial decree, he might be scared to death.

Rong Qi got out of the carriage, walked to a stronghold in the outskirts of the city, and took charge of it himself.

The strong wind blew on Qin Ziye's face, and the fine hair on his forehead covered his sharp eyes, and he rolled over and got off the horse.

The long sword is on the side.

"Zheng-"

The Jin people who were ambushing in various official roads covered their faces with black cloths and squatted in secret places.

Just like Rong Qi firmly believed that Qin Ziye would come back from Yongzhou, Jin Ming was also prepared to kill Qin Ziye on the way.

Even if he couldn't take his life, it would also delay his time to go to the capital.

The two groups of people fought premeditatedly.

The masked man sensed the sword light and dodged a wave of attacks, only to see the person walking towards them with vigilant eyes.

The blood on the tip of the sword flowed down like a long line, staining the ground red.

Qin Ziye withdrew his sword, tiptoed, and got on his horse.

After reaching a town, Qin Ziye covered his face with a white cloth, and led Chang'an, who was also covering his face, into the city.

"Take good care of Chang'an, and send a message to the Zhu family's major shops to prepare their horses on the official road." Qin Ziye said in a deep voice.

The treasurer of Zhu's family nodded quickly, watching Qin Ziye touch the big black horse, and riding a thousand-mile horse gradually turned into a black spot and disappeared into the town.

Chang'an's Ma Er was flattened, with a sullen expression on his face.

At night, the order in the Anyang Marquis Mansion was orderly, and Aunt Zhang also took on a job. Aunt Zhang was lying on a chair.

Although she is a woman, she also knows the risk of seizing the heir, and it may be difficult for the son to come back after going.

Aunt Li sighed, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Chunyiyuan.

In the Chunyi courtyard, Liu Shu saw that there was no one on the inner bed, and stepped forward to pinch the quilt into a human figure. He was very satisfied, and turned off the light.

Qin Ziye shuttled through the night, his eyes were cold and deep, and his figure had a slight sense of alienation under the moonlight.

The emperor of the Panlong Temple was lying on the dragon bed, holding the imperial decree behind the plaque in his hand, Bai Si walked in with a bow, seeing the imperial decree in the emperor's hand from the corner of his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, almost jumped out "Go and bring a brazier here." The emperor's voice was old and feeble, his hair was gray, and the bright yellow underclothes made him even weaker.

Bai Si responded, bowed his waist and walked out.

When Bai Si walked into Panlong Hall with a brazier in his hand, Bai Si's attitude became more and more respectful.

"Snapped--"

The bright yellow imperial decree, which determined the candidate for the next generation of Qing emperors, was swallowed up by the sparks bit by bit, leaving only ashes.

Under the light of the fire, the emperor's old face was treacherous and unpredictable.

When Bai Sheng went to wait on the emperor the next day, he clearly felt the emperor's return. It seemed that Doctor Qian's medicine could not last for a while longer.

"Baisheng, help me to walk in the imperial garden." There was a peaceful smile on the emperor's face.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The white voice replied.

The horses changed one after another, Qin Ziye's black robe was a few spots darker, and there was also a sword mark on his right cheek, the blood on it had solidified, which was particularly obvious on Qin Ziye's face.

Not far from the capital, Qin Ziye felt that there was no more murderous intent in the hidden corner, his lips were pursed, and he did not relax his vigilance.

Jin Ming was sitting in Yushi's mansion, and when he learned last night that someone had intercepted and killed the person he sent to assassinate Qin Ziye, he also made up his mind and sent a lot of dead men from the Kingdom of Jin.

Rong Qi was wearing a black cloak and standing not far away, the masked man in front was entangled with the people brought by Song Yi, Zhao Yang stood beside Rong Qi, raising his guard.

Qin Ziye rode quickly past until he heard the sound of fighting in front of him, holding a long sword in his hand, his expression remained unchanged.

"My lord, you go first, there are too many people over there!" Zhao Yang fought with a dozen guards and masked men, and at the front there were more than fifty masked men fighting with Rong Qi's subordinates.

Rong Qi's dark eyes were a little cold, he followed Zhao Yang's footsteps and ran out of the encirclement.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he took out a bulging small bag from the carriage.

The small bag was thrown into the front encirclement by Rong Qi, the hearts of Rong Qi's subordinates were beating wildly, they retreated without hesitation, they had seen the power of such a thing.

The soldiers of Jin Kingdom reacted a bit too late, their eyes were startled.

"boom--"

The dead soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin were blown up.

Rong Qi's subordinates gloated in their eyes and went forward to make up the knife without hesitation.

Action is very skillful.

Rong Qi breathed a sigh of relief, took the bulging small bag on the other side of the corner of the carriage and threw it to Zhao Yang.

Seeing the power of explosives, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin retreated immediately!

As a result, Zhao Yang and the others did not retreat but advanced, seizing the loopholes of the dead soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin, and instead won more with less.

The packaging is different, Zhao Yang and the others naturally know their young master's bad taste.

Rong Qi curled her lips into a smile, her white robe was covered with a black cloak, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite with a natural sense of coldness.

Suddenly Rong Qi felt his body soar into the air, and his waist fell under a big hot familiar hand.

"Very happy?" Rong Qi landed on the back of Chollima's horse, Qin Ziye leaned his head on Rong Qi's shoulder, his voice was hoarse and tired, softly brushing against Rong Qi's sensitive ears.

Rong Qi lowered his eyes, he felt the temperature and body behind him, Rong Qi clenched the corner of Qin Ziye's black robe, and said in a low voice, "Welcome back."

The sharpness of Qin Ziye's eyebrows melted, he responded, and hugged Rong Qi's waist tightly.

"At the gate of the city, there is no way to enter the city. I used the Zhu family's excuse to go out of the city, and now it is not easy to use, and a general was changed last night. He is a man under Qin Zize's command. The son has no purpose to enter the capital now, don't Speaking of entering the palace, you will be charged with treason immediately if you show up." Rong Qi said calmly.

"So there's only one way we can go."

"Western Suburb Racecourse." Qin Ziye said in a deep voice, his eyes narrowed.

The emperor sat on the chair with difficulty, looked at the flowers in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes.

As Baisheng lowered his head, his peripheral vision fell on the emperor's chest vaguely, seeing that the chest was still rising and falling, Baisheng's heart did not relax.

"Help me back, and call Xiangguo, General Yun and Qin Zize to Panlong Hall." The emperor said weakly.

Bai Sheng helped the emperor into the dragon carriage, he gave Bai Si a laxative in the morning, and now he is the only person around the emperor who can be trusted on the surface.

The corner of Baisheng's mouth curled up silently.

"Ahem, go and get the imperial decree behind the plaque."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Bai Sheng replied respectfully, lowering his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

Rong Hao tidied up his clothes and stepped into the palace.

General Yun untied the long sword from his waist and walked into the palace.

There is no news outside the city gate, Qin Zize also stepped into the palace.

"See you, Mrs. Shizi!" Xiao Fuzi bowed his hands.

"I need a favor from you, when it's done..." Rong Qi's eyes fell on Xiao Fuzi, and his tone was gentle.

"Okay!" Xiao Fuzi agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Qin Ziye bowed his hands to Xiao Fuzi to show his gratitude.

Following the running of the horse, the two hid in the hay and gradually disappeared in front of Xiao Fuzi.

Xiao Fuzi smiled, Rong Qi saved his life before, how could he just refuse to save him now.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, little Fuzi doesn't know.

Bai Sheng took out the imperial decree, and he had a pen hidden in his sleeve. In these days, he often stayed in the palace to serve the emperor, deliberately imitating the emperor's writing skills, which was somewhat similar.

He opened the imperial decree and was taken aback.

The pen on the sleeve was quickly retracted, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the little smile on his face was getting bigger and bigger.

"Prince Xuanding's son, Xiangguo, General Yun enters the palace to have an audience!" The eunuch's sharp voice pierced the ears of the three of them.

Qin Zize took a deep breath, followed Rong Hao and General Yun into the Panlong Hall.

The emperor on the dragon bed half-closed his cloudy eyes, his face was old, his eyes fell on Rong Hao.

"Rong Qing, I still remember that you forced me to do my homework when I was young. Ahem, the late Emperor Rong Qing told me that you are his most trusted subject. I have always believed in this sentence."

The person who impressed Rong Hao the most in his life was Emperor Xian. He came from a poor family, and it was Emperor Xian who single-handedly supported him to the position of Xiangguo.Rong Hao's bowed waist pressed down again.

"Yunqing, I'm sorry for you." The emperor's cloudy eyes could still see some sincerity.

Although he knew it was the emperor's trick, General Yun couldn't help but feel sorry for the old emperor, and the resentment that had been in his heart for many years also dissipated somewhat.

"Zize, do what you like." The emperor said earnestly, closing his eyes: "Read the imperial decree."

Qin Zize felt uncomfortable and surprised at what the emperor meant to him at the end.

Isn't he the heir to the throne?

"By God's blessing, the emperor said: Qin Ziye, the prince of the Marquis of Anyang, has the moral character..." Bai Sheng's sharp voice was still chanting, but Qin Zize felt as if the world had collapsed, his head was dizzy, and the whole world was shaking.

The author has something to say: 【What kind of person to be】

Qin Ziye: I want to be a knight-errant who walks the rivers and lakes.

Rong Qi: A minister with power over the world.

ps: Little Fuzi foreshadowed in chapter 31.

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