Qi'an Province.

Yakudo.

"My God......"

Song Qinglan was shocked when he saw Xiao Beiye, who was helped in by the Ninth Princess, both of them were covered in blood.

But Song Qinglan looked carefully, and the arrows, or two arrows, were shot at Xiao Beiye, while the Ninth Princess had nothing to do with it???

Yunqi said to Song Qinglan: "He seems to be seriously injured. ”

Without the ninth princess to say, Song Qinglan can also see it.

Whether the injury is really serious or not, just so much blood from Xiao Beiye's body is quite scary.

Song Qinglan stepped forward and looked left and right, "Why don't you see Commander Xie and Commander Ye?"

Yunqi didn't know why the two didn't follow their prince back to the house.

There is a flame army behind him who knows a little bit of the inside story.

Commander Xie and Commander Ye are still in the alley, according to the instructions of the prince, to get rid of King Chen by the hand of the Holy Maiden.....

Song Qinglan just asked, in his opinion, it was more important to diagnose and treat Xiao Beiye's injuries.

Behind Yun Qi, the two Flame Armies looked at each other and exchanged words in silence.

"Should we go up and pull the prince off the Ninth Princess? ”

"Hey~ I think the ninth princess is okay, let's not go over to do too much, we have to really go up and pull the prince away from the ninth princess, and be careful that my head is not protected. ”

“..... Why?"

"If you want to be good, just listen to me, good. ”

.........

Yunqi helped the unconscious Xiao Beiye into the bed of the house inside, and saw Xiao Beiye still holding his dress with both hands.

She looked at Song Qinglan.

When the Ninth Princess looked at herself, she had a little intention of asking for help, Song Qinglan was about to walk over, but suddenly saw Xiao Beiye's face nestled in the arms of the Ninth Princess suddenly opened her eyes, and his whole person was quite frightened.

Song Qinglan didn't show it on her face, but she had already raised her hands in her heart and refused, herself, just, you can't see it, don't look for death, don't help.

Seeing Xiao Beiye smiling and closing his eyes in the arms of the Ninth Princess, Song Qinglan's heart that almost jumped out of her throat because of fright slowly stabilized.

Xiao Beiye grabbed Yunqi's dress with both hands, Xu was too seriously injured and bleeding too much, Yunqi saw that he was pale, frowned, and breathed weakly, looking painful.

She couldn't bear to tear his hand off her dress.

Song Qinglan untied Xiao Beiye's clothes and cleaned the wounds, and Yunqi couldn't avoid it.

What kind of man Xiao Beiye is, Song Qinglan is not very clear.

But in Xiao Beiye's treatment of the nine princesses, Song Qinglan, as a merry boy who can go to the land of fireworks and willow alleys if he takes off his white clothes, Xiao Beiye's scheming at this time, Song Qinglan can understand it to some extent.

If it weren't for the sake of survival, Song Qinglan wouldn't want to be embarrassed with Xiao Beiye, so she ..... the little girl of the pit family, "Ninth princess, you can help." ”

Song Qinglan said this, and then acted in front of Yunqi that she was really too busy to be alone, and she couldn't spare her hands.

Yunqi helped Song Qinglan uncover Xiao Beiye's clothes at the arrow, so close that even if she had an eye disease, she could see the wounds on Xiao Beiye's body.

Xiao Beiye deliberately wanted her to see it, how could she not see it.

I only heard Song Qinglan say in horror: "Oh, this wound! This depth! God, the prince has suffered a great sin!"

Yunqi Bing's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyebrows moved slightly, "Really, very, very serious?"

Song Qinglan's two fingers pinched out an inch in front of Yunqi, "It's just such an inch, this arrow will hurt the prince's heart." ”

"The prince's martial arts are not weak, I have never heard that there are opponents in this world who can hurt the prince, today, this time, how can it be ......."

Yunqi's lips moved slightly, and she wanted to say "......." and stopped, but she could see that her eyebrows and eyes were getting darker and darker.

Song Qinglan pretended not to see the expression on the face of the ninth princess, "The prince's clothes, the ninth princess will fade down again." ”

At this time, Song Qinglan was holding a wet handkerchief to clean Xiao Beiye's wounds.

He asked the ninth princess to help take off the clothes on the prince's body, and if he didn't think about it, people might really just think that he was too busy, just to let the ninth princess take a hand and help the prince take off his clothes.

Of course, Yunqi didn't think much about it.

And what Song Qinglan wants is that the ninth princess won't think much about it.

.........

In the streets and alleys, blood flowed and pestles, and the armies of both sides were already red-eyed.

At this moment, I saw a group of people rushing over.

"Truce!"

"Stop!"

"His Royal Highness King Chen, truce!"

.........

Lin Ce secretly said that it was not good, and walked towards Yun Qinghan with a long sword dripping with blood, and stood side by side with him, "The imperial court has sent someone." ”

"His Royal Highness King Chen. I saw that the envoy was holding the holy decree in his hand, looking at Yun Qinghan from a distance, "Truce!"

Ye Zhao saw that it was an army from the imperial capital, but the young man in the brocade robe in front of him was too eye-catching because of his appearance, which inevitably made people pay more attention to him.

"Who is that person?" Ye Zhao asked Xie An.

Xie An's eyes were also on the young man, "An envoy sent by the imperial court." ”

Ye Zhao held his sword and tilted his head to look at him, "With such fine skin and tender meat, I should be a young lady who is idle in the boudoir and brought a group of family members to watch the excitement." ”

"......." Xie An pinched his brows, "Which one did you see coming out to see the excitement and bring the army?"

"Don't say it, this looks really feminine. Xie An squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully.

Ye Zhao raised his head at Xie An and said, "Go up and have a look." ”

Since he is an envoy sent by the imperial court, this fight cannot be fought.

At least the Flame Army, which was only loyal to the King of Yanbei, could no longer be defeated.

Because the court had already obediently pushed the ninth princess out according to the prince's intentions.

Now the ninth princess is still alive and well by the prince's side, which shows that the prince does not want to go straight to the imperial capital to subvert the imperial power.

The envoy must have received some news before this, or had seen the portrait of the saint earlier. His eyes quickly locked on the saintess Chu Jue, who was wearing a purple dress and had a beautiful appearance.

For Xie An and Ye Zhao, the two leaders who followed the King of Yanbei, although they did not nod their heads like they did to the holy woman, they still looked at them casually.

Xie An followed Ye Zhao's words, and walked over with him, "Go and see." ”

It wasn't until Xie An and Ye Zhao walked in the direction of the Holy Maiden Chu Jue that the envoy paid a little more attention and attention to Xie An and Ye Zhao.

Xie An and Ye Zhao, they have no loyalty to the saint Chu Jue, even in front of foreign enemies. But when they stood beside the Holy Maiden Chu Jue, they could definitely let the foreign enemy see that their battle line was unified.

"Holy Maiden. ”

This envoy looked to be about twenty years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, and in terms of appearance, he was definitely the face of these Chaoyun troops who came.

And Chu Jue saw that this young envoy who was neither male nor female because of this male and female appearance, he spontaneously felt a sense of disgust for the same sex!

However, it was not obvious on his face, and he temporarily restrained the murderous aura that he was about to cut people to death in front of this envoy. But the majesty of his body has not diminished, and his bearing is elegant and calm, putting the shelf of the Holy Maiden of Yanbei with the nobility of the mother of a country.