Seeing that Zhang Wanru was so solemn, Yan Rumeng nodded, "If you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to say it." After all, she helped her out of the siege just now, and she was still grateful in her heart.

Although the surface of that light face is very gentle and kind, it can survive in the harem until now, and the means of such a high status are naturally incomparable to ordinary people.

"Maybe it's a bit presumptuous to say these things, maybe you will question me if I don't have a position to say this, but if the words don't come out, I feel panicked in my heart, and I still have to say it after thinking about it, I hope that after a while, if Miss Yan is serious, then listen to it, if you feel disgusted, then it will be treated as if you haven't heard it." Looking at Yan Rumeng, there was hesitation in his eyes, and he stirred the handkerchief in his hand, which showed that it might not be a good thing for Yan Rumeng.

"Say it!"

"I don't know when Miss Lu Daoyan and Brother An met, and I don't know how much Miss Lu Daoyan knows Brother An, it is rumored that Brother An is indifferent and ruthless, ruthless and cold, but I have known each other for many years, and I know that he is not such a person."

Speaking of this, there was a wry smile at the corner of Wanru's mouth, "Only one thing the outside world is right, Brother An is not close to women, and even said that he hates women, I was also surprised to hear Brother An say that at the palace banquet that day, it is hard to imagine that he would like someone, and even took the initiative to ask for it from His Majesty." ”

"Brother An has a cold temperament since he was a child, and sometimes he doesn't even care about people, so I hope that Miss Yan and Brother An will marry in the future, and they can care more about him." After speaking, he took Yan Rumeng's hand, and after seeing that Yan Rumeng did not react, he hurriedly explained: "Smoke girl, I have no malice in saying these today, I just hope that you can do well in the future." ”

Zhang Wanru let go of Yan Rumeng's hand, turned around and walked towards the corridor.

The handkerchief in his hand tightened, and he said firmly to the back that had not disappeared: "Thank you Miss Zhang for reminding me, I will definitely take good care of him." ”

The figure in front of him paused, then quickened his pace and disappeared at the end.

Yan Rumeng doesn't know how to describe his mood at this time, jealous? Wrath? Sad? Or jealous?

The five flavors are mixed, and it is very unpleasant.

She is just Zhao Jing'an's cousin, how can she have the right to say this to her?

Does it mean that she doesn't know Zhao Jing'an? Or are you afraid that he will abuse him?

I have long known her feelings for Zhao Jing'an, but I didn't expect to say it so generously now.

also called Brother An, is it to disgust her?

Rao wants to pretend that he didn't hear it, but he has heard it, so how can he pretend that he didn't hear it?

It's hilarious, ridiculous!

"Smoke girl, it's time to go." The grandmother standing on the side looked at Yan Rumeng, who had her head down and didn't know what she was thinking, and reminded.

In a bad mood, no matter how forbearant he was, his face was still a little unnatural, and he brushed his hair hanging on one side, "Let's go!" ”

When I got into the carriage, I thought that the grandmother would also come up, but no, she was the only one in the huge carriage, plus the driver who was driving outside.

I don't know if it was to take care of her, this carriage was much more gorgeous and warm than the carriage before she came, and there was a small stove on the low table next to it.

The cushion is also padded in many layers, and it is soft and warm to sit on.

Because it was still raining outside, it was inconvenient to open the curtain to see where the carriage was.

With her eyes closed, her body relaxed and half leaned on the carriage, but Zhang Wanru's words kept echoing in her mind, and I didn't know if she was choking her intentionally.

Suddenly, only the mournful roar of the horses outside was heard, and then the carriage suddenly stopped, and Yan Rumeng's whole body suddenly fell forward.

Fortunately, the reaction was fast, otherwise I would have hit my head.

Touching his chest, he let out a long sigh and opened the curtain to ask the coachman what had happened, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The carriage had already driven out of the capital to the outskirts of the city, and in front of him there were five or six men dressed in black with their faces covered, holding swords in their hands, and blood was still flowing from the tip of one person's sword, and the living rain dripped to the ground and spread out.

At the man's feet was the corpse of the coachman who had been cut in two, and in the distance, his dead eyes could still be seen in the smoke like a dream, and the death was tragic.

I had never seen such a scene, looking at the red blood flowing everywhere, my heart kept rolling, and I held the curtain in my hand.

At this time, the five people were staring straight at themselves, as if they were looking at the slaughtered prey, ready to move.

The first thing that came to mind was that these people were coming for her.

There was a panic in the head, and some were just the instinct to survive after the last day.

In this wilderness, and encountering this kind of weather, it must be impossible to ask for help.

The body seemed to be frozen, and he wanted to move but couldn't, and he opened his mouth to ask, only to find that his voice trembled violently.

"Who are you?" Try not to panic and not to be afraid.

If God really wants her to die this day, she will definitely not be able to hide, rather than this, it is better to die more clearly.

"The one who was commanded to take your life." The man in black standing in the middle replied coldly.

"On whose orders?" With sharp eyes, he looked at the people in front of him and met their gaze without fear.

"Big brother, what are you talking about with her, kill her quickly, so that you can go back to your life." One of them waved his sword in his hand, impatient.

"Death has to be understood, I'm going to die anyway, why don't you tell me who wants my life." Stepping off the carriage with both feet, the pouring rain immediately drenched the whole body of Yan Rumeng, and the cold rain fell on her body, but it was not as good as her trembling heart at this time.

"Whoever the girl has offended will want the girl's life." The man in the middle raised his feet and slowly approached Yan Rumeng.

Although he had prepared for the worst, his body still couldn't stop retreating, and his eyes were open and he didn't dare to blink.

"Persuade the girl not to resist, so that she may be happy to die later." He stopped and looked at the frightened woman in front of him.

Don't you resist? Like him? His gaze rested on the dead corpse of the coachman.

No, don't, she doesn't want to die without turning a blind eye?

Since he came to the capital, he has never offended anyone, even if he has offended Zhao Yuxuan, but isn't he already dead?

Who else would want her life?

My heart is getting more and more flustered and desperate.

Jing'an, where are you? Help me!

The huge raindrops fell on his body, blurring the vision of the smoke like a dream, and the tears mixed with the rain flowed into his mouth, and he could no longer taste the saltiness.

Seeing people getting closer and closer, their brains are blank, and they are on the verge of death, and people's ability to survive will be stimulated to the maximum.

Pointing ahead, a look of surprise, "Jing'an!" ”

As soon as several black-clothed people heard Yan Rumeng say this, they hurriedly turned around, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Rumeng ran away and ran towards the woods on the right.

Realizing that he had been deceived, the man in black cursed, "Chase!" "Gallop in the direction of the grove.