JinJiang008 Xiang Soul narrowly lost under the sword

"Don't—" Wei Yun yelled.

The tip of the sword had just arrived, and before it entered the flesh, a thin hole had already cracked out of the skin at Zheng Yuan's throat, and blood particles slowly poured out.

Menghua hooked the corners of her lips, the murderous intent in her eyes jumped up, and she held the hilt of the sword steadily, at this moment she could control her life and death. I thought that Zheng Yuan's legs would tremble with fright, but I didn't want her to be afraid or hide, but closed her eyes and raised her jaw contemptuously, she was willing to die, Menghua's eyes were blazing, and she gritted her teeth and said: "So arrogant, you just rely on Xiangye to like you!" I'll kill you, take your head and give it to the Emperor!" ”

"Menghua!"

Menghua ignored Wei Yun, gritted his teeth, and sent his wrist forward again, the blood spread along Zheng Yuan's neck, along Menghua's blade, and splashed into the snow drop by drop, the blood was hot, blending with the ice and snow, making a slight snort.

The pain hit again heavily, and Zheng Yuan kept her groans in her mouth and stood still. Menghua was extremely angry, she wanted to use the strength of her wrist, closed her eyes, and sent the sword forward in desperation.

Wei Yun pounced on the ground, pushed Zheng Yuan away, and snatched the sword from Menghua's hand with all his might.

Menghua opened her eyes and leaned over to grab it: "Why does my sister protect her?" It's too late! ”

Wei Yun didn't give it. During the pushing, a deep voice behind him sounded: "What are you fighting for?" ”

Wei Yun and Menghua turned back one after another.

Zheng Yuan also followed the prestige. I saw that the person who came was gray-haired, dressed in rough linen clothes, and looked to be over half a hundred years old.

Li Yiming approached, his sharp eyes locked on Zheng Yuan, and said to Wei Yun Menghua and the others: "The palace has just issued an order, let the palace command Xu Lingjian to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to search for people!" Xu Lingjian will soon come with the people who are searching for it, and the two of you are still pulling and pulling here! ”

"Li Bo, how is Xiangye?" The two of them stepped forward to inquire.

"Temporary-An-" When Li Yiming said these two words word by word, his sharp gaze never took off Zheng Yuan's body.

Zheng Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and touched the bleeding wound on her neck, which was not deep. Facing Na Libo's gaze, Zheng Yuan's heart was inexplicably stunned.

"Searching for people?" Wei Yun and Menghua also looked at Zheng Yuan with Li Yiming's gaze.

Facing the gazes of the three of them, Zheng Yuan couldn't help but shudder, and at this time, she heard Wei Yun's voice trembling and asked, "Then Li Bo said, how to place Zheng Niangzi?" ”

Half an hour later

Qu Boyao returned home safe and sound, accompanied by Xu Lingjian, the commander of the palace in front of the palace, and the mighty 3,000 Praetorian Guards behind him.

"Qu Xiang, offended." Xu Lingjian pressed the sword towards Qu Boyao and bowed slightly, then drew his sword and pointed at the sky: "Search!" ”

The 3,000 Praetorian Guards were divided into three routes, each of which outflanked the Right Prime Minister's Mansion on the left and right, and drove straight into the mansion all the way. Xu Lingjian and Qu Boyao finally walked into the mansion side by side.

"Qu Xiang is really diligent and thrifty, is it because of Zheng Chongshu's experience?" Xu Lingjian stood in the court, looked around, and said to the people around him: "In the huge noble mansion, I can't see a few people, and the layout is extremely simple. ”

"Those who are officials should be the breeze on their sleeves." Qu Boyao replied, his eyes fixed on the face of Wei Yun, who was walking towards him.

"Xiangye!"

Xu Lingjian followed the excited female voice and looked at it, and there were two clouds hanging on the woman's cheeks, which rushed from nowhere, and suddenly threw herself into Qu Boyao's arms, and her feelings were so excited. Another dignified woman on the opposite side also walked over, and the two pills looked at Qu Boyao.

"It's really a day of not seeing, like three days," Xu Lingjian lowered his head and smiled, looked at Qu Boyao and said: "It seems that the rumors from the outside world are true, the husband and wife are in love, and the wife and concubine are harmonious, no wonder the master doesn't want to take another concubine." ”

Qu Boyao smiled, broke off the Menghua hanging on his body, and walked towards Wei Yun.

Wei Yun avoided his gaze, glanced at Xu Lingjian, pretended not to know anything, lowered his head, and asked timidly, "Xiangye, what happened?" Why are there so many people in the house all of a sudden? What are they searching for? ”

Menghua also asked, "Yes, what are they searching?" ”

"Nothing." Qu Boyao stroked Hua Sheng, who was crooked on Wei Yun's sideburns, shrunk his pupils, his eyes were still focused on hers, Wei Yun saw the confusion in his eyes, and nodded slightly.

At this time, a janissary came to Xu Lingjian and said, "Commander Xu, no suspicious person has been found in the mansion. ”

Xu Lingjian's face was full of suspicion, and his eyes fell on Qu Boyao's face.

Qu Boyao smiled back, and said calmly: "Commander Xu wants to stay in our mansion for lunch?" ”

Xu Lingjian hooked his lips and immediately looked away.

The sound of snow clearing was in his ears, Xu Lingjian looked away, walked quickly to the old man who was holding a long broom to clear the snow, and said, "Slow." ”

Li Yiming's action of clearing the snow paused, as if inadvertently, and glanced at Xu Lingjian when he raised his head.

Xu Lingjian took two steps forward, squatted down, hooked a ball of bright snow, twisted his eyebrows, and then crushed it carefully with his fingertips, stretched his eyebrows, got up with his sword, and walked all the way along the bright color that was about to be buried by the falling snow in the snow.

Wei Yun lowered her eyes. Qu Boyao's eyes were clear, and he hurriedly paced to Li Yiming, glanced at Li Yiming, looked down again, saw the blood stains on the ground, his heart beat like thunder, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Wei Yun and Menghua. Menghua was not afraid, and Wei Yun always kept her eyes down.

Following the bloodstains along the way, Qu Boyao strode to chase Xu Lingjian, who was almost gone.

The trail of blood stretched all the way to the stables. The horses in the stable were startled, and the sound of swords stabbing dry grass was endless. Qu Boyao stood outside the stable, his mind was at a loss, and he rushed to the stable.

Xu Lingjian was holding a sharp sword in his hand, and he was tossing and turning one after another to pierce the dry grass piled up in the stable.

"Commander Xu!"

Xu Lingjian stopped what he was doing, turned his face, and asked with a smile: "Why is Qu Xiang so panicked?" Didn't you really hide people in the stables? ”

"Commander Xu said with a smile," Qu Boyao's gaze inadvertently swept over the pile of dry grass: "This is not so bold as to dare to harbor the person His Majesty wants." It's just that this stable is dirty, and as soon as a distinguished guest like Commander Xu comes back to our mansion, he is just afraid that he will snub Commander Xu. Moreover, some of the horses in captivity in this stable are newly bought sweat and blood horses from the Western Regions, and they have only moved to the stable one after another in the past two days, and they have not yet invited the horse herding envoys of Shengdu to tame, so they are very frightened. Qu Boyao paused, walked to a horse and touched the horse's neck, and stretched out his hand to show Xu Lingjian: "Commander Xu also knows that the sweat from the neck of the sweaty horse when it runs is bright red like blood, and the blood stains that Lord Xu followed just now are just the sweat of this beast, and we have a new horse today." Commander Xu won't treat this beast's sweat as human blood! ”

"Oh?" Xu Lingjian smiled when she heard this, "Since it's a sweaty BMW, then I have to take a good look, Qu Xiang doesn't mind." The blade of the sword in his hand kept shaking, and as he slowly turned around, his eyes searched keenly among the silent piles of dry grass, and suddenly settled somewhere.

Qu Boyao's heart was beating like a drum.

Xu Lingjian didn't continue to turn around, his eyes locked on the pile of dry grass, and said with a smile: "When His Majesty made the decree today, Qu Xiang was also present, and His Majesty said that if you find any suspicious person in the mansion, kill - no - pardon - " The words fell, and he stabbed with a sword like a rabbit falling down.

"Don't—" Qu Boyao yelled.

Bell –

Xu Lingjian slowly pulled out the sword from the dry grass, and the blade of the sword was still as bright as lightning. "There are no Tibetans." As he spoke, he turned around and joked to Qu Boyao: "Qu Xiang is too stingy, isn't it just a bunch of dry grass, why care so much." ”

Qu Boyao's hanging heart fell slightly, but unexpectedly, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Xu Lingjian turned around again, aimed at the dry grass, and pierced it again and again.

When the sword was drawn, the blade was still not red. Xu Lingjian turned to Qu Boyao, put the sword into the sheath, and smiled briskly: "Sharpen the sword, sharpen the sword."

Qu Boyao's straight eyes turned at this time, but his dark face did not ease in the slightest, and he quickly stopped in front of Xu Lingjian, with a solemn expression: "Our mansion is about to be turned upside down by Commander Xu, but Commander Xu has not found anything, is Commander Xu, is it time to take a break?" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a stirring sound behind him. Qu Boyao hurriedly turned around, the pile of dry grass at the moment couldn't stop shaking, and Yin Hong flowed down the withered thatched pipe.

"What if I find something in your house today?" Xu Lingjian smiled quietly, drew his sword, and raised his eyebrows to look at Qu Boyao. The blade of the sword slowly aimed at the place where it trembled the most, and with a sharp eye in it, it suddenly stabbed it fiercely

Blood gurgled down the blade of the sword, splashing like a spring in the thatch, and there was a sudden silence in the stable, and the sound of blood splashing overshadowed Xiao Xiao's neighing.

"Why bother" Xu Lingjian stared at Qu Boyao, who was holding the blade of the sword with his hand, let go of the hand holding the sword, and only said before turning around: "It's good to do it yourself"

As soon as he got out of the stable, he led the Praetorian Guards to withdraw.

Qu Boyao threw away the sword, and knelt down in a panic to pull the pile of dry grass, the blood-stained dry grass was peeled away, gradually revealing the woman's hair, the woman was stiff and motionless, the hair that had been cut by the sword was messy, hanging down and broken, she bit her lip and looked at him with a sluggish gaze, her face was full of blood, his blood. The curly lashes shone with clear water, and a crystal bead slipped out, mixed with the blood on the eyelashes, and fell down in a flutter. She curled up alone with her knees folded, like a frightened chick. His jaw rested on his blood-stained knee, but his eyes were raised, staring at his hand, which had just held the blade of the sword.

He cautiously reached over and pulled her, first by her arm, then by her leg, and after looking up and down, he realized that the blood that had just flowed down the tube had come from the wound on her neck, but fortunately, the wound was not deep.

With a plop, he knelt on the ground, lifted his coat, tore off a piece of cloth from the middle coat inside, treated the wound on Zheng Yuan's neck, and began to bandage his injured hand again, and finally used his teeth to tie a knot with his other hand. At this time, he seemed to hear Zheng Yuan's suppressed whimper in his throat, so he raised his eyes and stared at Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan was also staring at him, her cheeks were itchy, Zheng Yuan raised her hand to wipe her tears, but she invariably touched his outstretched hand, and then was held by his big hand strongly. A calloused layer formed on his warm palm, constantly rubbing the softness of her palm.