Ji Lian Song was still unconscious, and for the remaining two hours, Linglong had been huddled in the corner of the carriage without speaking. She had swollen eyes, sometimes turned her head to glance at Ji Lian Song, and turned her head very sadly to secretly wipe her tears, looking at it from Jiang Yirou's angle, the thin and thin body trembled, so pitiful.

Jiang Yirou didn't know how to explain to her, and felt that she wanted to use the identity of Mrs. Ji to clarify with someone that her husband was not breaking his sleeve, which was really embarrassing and weird, so she just sat silently next to Ji Liansong, who was lying down, and counted his eyelashes boredly.

A big man, whose eyelashes were long and curled, pouted and reached out her fingers to pluck his eyelashes. The eyelashes landed in her palm, and the lying man opened his eyes.

Jiang Yirou hurriedly hid her hand in her sleeve, raised her other hand to her mouth and coughed lightly: "Awake?" ”

Ji Liansong looked at her meaningfully, until she blinked her eyes and showed a weak heart, Fang squinted her eyes and asked, "Where are you?" ”

"I've already arrived outside the gate of Shangjing, and I can enter the city as soon as the curfew is lifted," Jiang Yirou lifted the curtain and looked at it, "Brother Huang said earlier that there is still less than an hour. ”

"Brother Huang?"

Jiang Yirou looked at him, if he didn't call Brother Huang, would it be difficult to call him "your friend"? She glanced at the sad Linglong in the corner, held back the sentence, and changed her words: "Do you want to drink water?" ”

Ji Liansong pointed to the loquat piled up on the desk: "Eat this." ”

He leaned limply against the wall of the carriage, his hands hanging at his sides, and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Jiang Yirou reluctantly stepped forward, took out a small branch of loquat, pinched one of them, spread a handkerchief, and peeled the skin carefully. The curtain of the carriage was raised high, and a ray of light shone in between her brows.

The gray orange peel was peeled away, revealing the yellowish flesh inside. Jiang Yirou used her fingertips to separate the flesh, removed the core the size of her finger in the middle, and cleaned the light brown film that was sticking to the meat, and handed it directly to his mouth.

Ji Liansong glanced at it, the flesh was lined with her white fingertips, and her lips opened and swallowed it unambiguously.

Jiang Yirou is from the background of Miss Boudoir, but she was born outside all the year round, and she is accompanied by Pei Xiu, who has always been unruly and wild, and she is the habit of a woman in the rivers and lakes, and her awareness of the nuisance between men and women is much weaker, so there is no slightest embarrassment in making such intimate actions. Linglong, who was sitting in the corner and watching, had even redder eyes, and then showed deep compassion and sympathy to Jiang Yirou, thinking that this Mrs. Ji was also like a flower, but she married a husband who didn't like women, and her life was ruined.

Jiang Yirou noticed her gaze, glanced back, and saw Linglong's big eyes looking at this side without blinking, and smiled slightly: "Miss Linglong, do you want to come over and eat a piece?" I heard that loquat eats too much and has kidney deficiency, he can't eat too much, this thing rots quickly, it's a pity that it's broken, let's divide it? ”

As soon as these words came out, Ji Lian Song coughed violently.

Linglong's gaze became softer and more compassionate, and she said astringently: "If the slave doesn't eat, the lady will eat." ”

Jiang Yirou frowned, and patted Ji Liansong on the back generously: "No one is robbing you, eat slowly." ”

The coughing gradually stopped, Ji Liansong closed his eyes and leaned back, a faint flush appeared on his pale face, and the long eyelashes like a jade fan trembled slightly, looking unwilling to look at her again.

Jiang Yirou was happy in her heart: It's best to be annoyed, so she doesn't have to continue to work hard to peel the loquat.

As the sky grew brighter, the gates creaked slowly open.

Huang Xuan was dozing off, awakened by this sound, and was extremely excited when he saw that the curfew had been removed. He took the rope and was about to drive his horse forward, when suddenly there was a clatter of horses' hooves, and three men rode their horses and rushed out of the city gate. When the guards at the city gate saw it, their complexions changed greatly, and they raised their swords and guns and were about to step forward to stop them, but they saw a dazzling jade crown adorned with colorful pearls in the dust and mist, which was dazzling and terrifying.

The horses of the three people were too rushing, Huang Xuan had been stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't dodge, so he had to use all his strength to drive the horses to the side.

The man wearing the jade crown at the head saw the carriage blocking the road in front of him, his eyebrows frowned, his eyes were cold, his face revealed a thick displeasure, and he coldly reprimanded: "Get out!" ”

The three fast horses rubbed the carriage hard, and there was a violent jolt and shaking in the carriage, and the body slanted, and several loquat rolled out, and fell to the side of the horse's hooves, and were accidentally trampled by the fast horse of the last of the three.

The horse was frightened for a moment, and immediately neighed, suddenly raised its hooves, and jumped back and forth in fright, and the man shouted in horror: "Your Highness, beware, there is a hidden weapon!" ”

The carriage was knocked to the side, but fortunately it tilted and went back sideways, and did not overturn.

The man struggled for a while, and was thrown to the ground by the startled horse, and rolled under the horse's raised hind hooves. The man wearing the jade crown and the other person were seeing this scene when they turned around, and their faces immediately changed: "Chang Xin! ”

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and a spear flew out of the air, sinking into the horse's hind legs.

Chang Xin, who fell to the ground with his face up, was splashed with horse blood, his face was bright red, and his eyes were very red, looking like a hideous rakshasa at first glance.

The guard collected his spear and fell to the ground in shock.

When Jiang Yirou lifted the curtain, she saw this bloody scene, the air was filled with a fishy smell, and Linglong, who had poked out half of her head, immediately bowed down and vomited to the ground.

Chang Xin came back to his senses and jumped up from the ground, his heart palpitations for the rest of his life after death were overwhelmed by a strong anger, he snatched the spear from the guard, Huo Ran pointed at Huang Xuan, who was already frightened: "What person?" How dare you stab in broad daylight!? ”

Huang Xuan rolled from the carriage to the ground: "Small...... The small ones are just catching the car...... Even a hundred dares don't dare to assassinate them! It's really wronged! ”

This person used the word "assassination", and just now he vaguely heard a voice from His Royal Highness, thinking that the man in the jade crown was not an ordinary person.

The smoke cleared, and the two men had already driven their horses to the place.

In the first person, that is, the person in the Chinese costume who reprimanded before, his eyes are narrow and long, the tips of the eyes are slightly raised, it is a pair of merry phoenix eyes, but the eyes are overflowing with cold, cold to the bones, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the handsome and noble air of the whole body is shrouded in a cold atmosphere, which is daunting.

The man glanced condescendingly at the coachman, who was shivering on the ground, and his eyes fell on the two women in front of the carriage. On the left, his face was pale and frightened, and his face turned blue and purple, which was a bit of a posture, but it looked ugly at first glance. He rolled his eyes to look at the girl in the plain skirt next to him, and his eyes flashed slightly.