Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Village of the Plague
Looking at Yan Xuan's figure of finally leaving helplessly, Jimo Wuxin's eyes were slightly picked, but he breathed a sigh of relief as if he didn't even notice it. The romance crossing book update is the first release, you only come + Kanshu.com, this extremely evil man, from the first meeting to the present, has brought her a very dangerous feeling, indescribable, unclear, but absolutely not to ignore. There is really no need for such a person to let him stay by his side, and it is of course good to be sent away.
Thinking about it, she couldn't help but seriously look at the man who was standing in front of her with a blank face at the moment. If it weren't for the timing of his appearance, I'm afraid she would have had to work hard.
"Yangui, what is the relationship between you and Yan Sheng?" Knowingly, Jimo Wuxin really couldn't figure out why that cynical old man would raise such a cautious junior, and he couldn't help but doubt it immediately. Could it be that she was mistaken? In the end, although he is the second son of Changfang, he actually has nothing to do with Yan Sheng? This is probably too low.
"Yan Sheng is my grandfather." As if he didn't notice anything wrong with his title, Yangui was still expressionless, just blindly answering Jimo's unintentional question.
Belch...... Lang Mo on the side listened to the conversation between the two people, but it was a black line that was about to stop.
How to say that this Yan Sheng is also a person who covers the sky with one hand in the court of Houtu Kingdom, that is, the whole country, no matter who sees him, he has to be honored as the prime minister. But the two in front of me are good, open and close their mouths and call them by their names, and even there is no half respect in their tone. I don't mention my own master, anyway, I've never seen her particularly respect anyone, but how can this dull-looking guard follow suit? After all, it was his own grandfather, and there was always a tradition of respecting the elderly, right?
However, no matter what she thinks, Jimo Wuxin, who is one of the parties involved, does not have this awareness. Hearing Yangui's answer, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her, but nodded thoughtfully, looking like she was deeply trapped in her own thoughts and couldn't extricate herself: "In this way, it's not wrong, but it seems to be too much worse......
"Ahem, master, the fourth prince is still waiting for you in the village in front." Coughing lightly, he whispered a reminder: "Look, shouldn't we hurry over?" ”
Really, I don't know who it was last night, I said in my heart that I wanted to come over early, but now I see the road, but I start grinding and chirping again, the master usually looks at Bing Xue and is smart, but every time he is confused, he always makes people have nothing to say.
"Well, it's been a long delay." Finally remembering the true purpose of her trip, Ji Mo Wuxin's face straightened immediately, and while riding forward, he asked Yan Gui, who was leading her horse, "How is the situation in the village now?" ”
"A third of them died, and the rest were just a breath of air. If Miss Jimo doesn't come again, at the latest tomorrow morning, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince will send someone to burn down the village. Talking back in a deep voice, Yan Gui's voice is also the same as his person, one board and one eye, and there are no special timbre fluctuations between the intonations. Putting away the sharp evil qi on his body, he was like a delicately carved puppet, which would only change when the person pulling the string pulled, and other than that, the blood and impulsive recklessness that a young man should have had no shadow in him.
"Oh? Have the four princes been there all along? Jimo Wuxin was slightly surprised: "Doesn't it mean that the infection of the plague is very strict, aren't you afraid?" ”
"Military orders are like mountains, and those who should be guarded can't retreat even half a step." He opened his mouth word by word, and his tone was very flat, but he could hear the solemnity inside. Jimo raised his eyebrows lightly, and instantly became interested in this fourth prince.
In the name of the prince, he dared to risk his life, and he governed the army so strictly, although he had not seen anyone yet, but Jimo Wuxin was almost certain that in the future, the position of the prince of this Houtu country would inevitably be in the pocket of the four princes.
"Isn't the army you sent to guard the town miserable?" Rongmo has always been quick to talk, and as soon as the words came out, he immediately consciously covered his mouth. Rubbing salt on people's wounds, phew, what is she doing?
"It's okay overall, it seems to be fine if it's a little further away from the village." didn't even look at her, and walked with his head down, giving people the feeling that he was leading a horse and talking to himself. For some reason, Jimo Wuxin suddenly felt that the heart of the person in front of him might not be as dull as he appeared on the outside, but ...... Filled with passion and belief like fire.
The words had just swirled around in her mind, and she couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head. What kind of mess are she thinking about, maybe it's just that she cares too much, because this Yangui has the dual identity of Yan Sheng's grandson and Shenyan Yan, so it's like this. Well, definitely, yes.
And at the moment when she was uneasy, not far away, a tall man in a military uniform who looked heroic and extraordinary had walked over quickly, and as soon as he saw Jimo Wuxin, he couldn't help but flash a touch of joy on his handsome face with hard lines: "Dare to ask the girl, but the Guigu Medical Immortal Jimo has no heart?" ”
"It's the little woman." Turning over and dismounting neatly, Jimo unintentionally raised his hand and hugged his fist with a hearty smile: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince." ”
"Hehe, Miss Jimo doesn't need to be polite, I've been waiting for the girl for a long time." As if she didn't expect this delicate-looking beauty to be so atmospheric, after the initial surprise, Chenjie was a little eager to lead her to stride towards the small village within sight: "Time is pressing, so I don't care about being polite with the girl, and I also ask the girl to move and try my best to find out the cause of the disease for these villagers." ”
"The four princes are polite, and they have no intention of doing their best." People who don't care about these things in the first place, let alone here and now? Jimo Wuxin followed closely behind Chenji, walked past the heavily armed guards with spears in hand, and stepped into the area of the plague village, and a smell of death instantly diffused between his noses.
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