The Jinyiwei people have been following, and Miss Jun also knows it.

There were only five members of the Jinyi Guard, and they followed not too far or too close, without even trying to hide or avoid.

The smallpox-related death incident occurred in Xiangzhou. After more than half a month of handling, the matter had been settled. Then Miss Jun suddenly left Xiangzhou and headed west. Three days later, she suddenly turned north and had entered Cizhou.

This sudden advance was intended to shake off these five Jinyi Guards.

"It looks like they are just following me for surveillance, and they don't have any bad intentions towards me," Miss Jun said. "But I'm not familiar with them, and they are following me for no reason. It's just that it's not time for them to take action yet."

"Is it time to take action now?" Lei Zhonglian said, annoyed and confused. "Shouldn't we go back? We are familiar with the route."

Why come to these unfamiliar places in the north?

"Is it okay if we are familiar with the route?" Miss Jun said, "I have said that they did not attack us before, not because we were outnumbered, but because they had not yet reached the time they intended to attack us."

Lei Zhonglian nodded. Although he had never seen these Jinyiwei soldiers up close, he had occasionally caught a glimpse of their figures passing by from a distance.

These people have extraordinary kung fu skills.

"As for why I took a detour to come here," Miss Jun smiled and looked at Lei Zhonglian, "I learned it from Master Ling Jiu."

The ninth son.

Lei Zhonglian was stunned for a moment and thought of the woodcutter.

"He was originally heading to the capital from the north," Miss Jun said, "but he took a detour to Shanxi in order to get away from these Jinyiwei."

It turns out that Young Master Ling Jiu was going to the capital.

Lei Zhonglian thought and looked at Miss Jun again.

She knew it so clearly, could it be that they met again in the capital? But he was no longer the person who liked to ask why.

But he didn't ask anymore. No one asked.

"Who is the Ninth Young Master?" Liu'er asked from the side.

"The prince of Chengguo." Miss Jun replied.

Lei Zhonglian was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

The Prince of Chengguo! So that was the Ninth Prince of Lingguo! The Duke of Chengguo!

Lei Zhonglian suddenly felt his whole body burning with heat.

"...Don't be too nervous if the Royal Guards are still following us." Miss Jun continued, "It's not necessarily a bad thing to let them follow us. If they find out that we are missing and out of control, they will be more alert and force us even more, which will be detrimental to our ability to get rid of them."

Lei Zhonglian felt a little dazed.

"Is this also the method of your young master... no, no, the Prince of Chengguo?" he asked subconsciously.

Miss Jun smiled and said yes. It was thanks to this that the Jinyiwei failed to restrict his freedom along the way, and he arrived in the capital smoothly. He was guaranteed enough freedom to do what he wanted, and he seemed justified.

Miss Jun looked ahead. Now they were in Cizhou, which was a short distance from Baozhou where Duke Cheng was...

There is still a long distance.

But, maybe, we can try to go there?

Miss Jun was a little absent-minded, and Lei Zhonglian was also a little absent-minded. They couldn't remember what they said and urged their horses to return to the escort team in a daze.

"What's wrong with Master Lei? What did Miss Jun say?" Seeing that he looked a little unhappy, several escorts asked with concern.

When Lei Zhonglian heard what they were saying, he seemed to come to his senses and stared at them.

"Do you know who taught you the formation I asked you to learn?" he said.

The escorts looked at each other. They knew that the formation they used was different from that of other escort agencies. They all knew that Lei Zhonglian had gone to Runan with Miss Fang Jiajun, and had also broken through the killing array set up by the officers and soldiers pretending to be bandits.

They always thought that this belonged to Professor Fang.

"It's the son of Duke Cheng." Lei Zhonglian said in a hoarse voice, looking excited, "That's the son of Duke Cheng, it's the formation of Duke Cheng."

It turned out to be Duke Cheng.

The escorts present were also excited.

"No wonder it's so powerful."

"We have truly inherited the teachings of Duke Cheng."

"So Master Lei, you know the Prince of Chengguo."

The Prince of Chengguo, Lei Zhonglian thought about that noisy young man who always asked for money. He never expected that he had been to a killing field with the Prince of Chengguo.

"Anyway, Miss Jun must know him."

"Yes, it is said that in the capital, the prince of Chengguo fought with Lu Qianhu for Miss Jun."

The news that Miss Jun was being fought over in the capital naturally spread in Yangcheng as well. However, such rumors were disrespectful to Miss Jun, and if they were said in public, people would spit on them, so they just talked about them in private.

Sure enough, Lei Zhonglian came to his senses immediately after hearing this.

"What nonsense." he scolded.

The escorts immediately fell silent and laughed awkwardly.

Of course Lei Zhonglian also knew those rumors. Those rumors said that the Prince of Chengguo was attracted by Miss Jun's beauty, so he fought for her. He used to think that this would be the case. After all, gentlemen love beautiful ladies. But now that he knew that Ling Jiu was the Prince of Chengguo, Lei Zhonglian understood what was going on.

"What's going on?" the escorts asked curiously.

"Because Miss Jun paid for it." Lei Zhonglian said.

…

"A-choo."

A horse's tail swept over and Zhu Zan, who was wearing a chores uniform, sneezed. He kicked the horse in annoyance.

"Roll, roll, roll, and eat."

The horse wagged its tail and went to the feed trough. Zhu Zan reached out and dug his ears, then squatted down in front of the hitching post with a gloomy expression.

"Second brother."

Someone shouted outside, and the two of them leaned their heads to look inside.

Sifeng also covered her nose with a handkerchief.

Zhu Zan, who was squatting in front of the wooden stake, waved his hands without raising his head.

Sifeng and Zhang Baotang walked in.

"It stinks in here, are you really here to feed the horses?" Sifeng said.

Zhu Zan ignored him and concentrated on his thoughts.

Sifeng raised an eyebrow.

"Something happened to Miss Jun." He said again.

Zhu Zan raised his head and frowned.

"What happened to her?" He asked with a hint of disgust and impatience, "Did something happen to her vaccination and she got beaten?"

Sifeng giggled and was about to make a few teasing remarks, but Zhang Baotang couldn't wait any longer.

"No, the smallpox vaccine is fine, it's resolved," he said, "but Miss Jun is gone."

Zhu Zan snorted twice.

"That woman is very sneaky," he said. "Who knows where she will run off to next time she gets excited."

"Lu Yunqi's people are also trying to catch her." Si Feng said.

Zhu Zan snorted twice again.

"Just catch him, and we'll talk about it after we catch him," he said. "At worst, we can just kill one more and be done with it."

Kill another one?

This word "again" contains many meanings.

Zhang Baotang and Sifeng immediately looked around vigilantly.

"Don't be nervous. There are no other people here except animals." Zhu Zan said, and then added, "Except for animals like horses, there are no other animals."