Wen Xiaomiao didn't sleep well all night, Cheng Mu'an got married today, and her brother An was embraced by other women like this, and he was depressed.

Wen Xiaomiao was not in the mood to freshen up, so Ping'er helped her clean up little by little.

"Third lady, Gu Fu is invited." Outside the door came the maid's return.

Wen Xiaomiao sighed, eighty percent is Gu Shuting, Old Man Gu, Master Gu, and Mrs. Gu are probably all invited to the palace to participate in this royal wedding.

"Okay, tell the visitor, I'll go over by myself later." Wen Xiaomiao said.

"Yes." The maid replied.

Wen Xiaomiao looked at Ping'er and said, "Actually, I don't want to go anywhere today, I just want to stay alone." ”

"Third lady, do you want to open some, men are all three wives and four concubines, it's good to get used to it after a long time, which family is not like this? Especially in large families, rich and powerful, there are groups of wives and concubines, people like the third son, not to mention that he is going to marry, even if he is looking for money, it is a woman who follows. Ping'er didn't think it was strange at all.

Wen Xiaomiao sighed again, what Ping'er said was the truth.

Wen Xiaomiao wore plain blue clothes, her hair was simply curled, and she still pinned the hosta that Cheng Mu'an gave her, and told Mrs. Chen that she didn't have to wait for her at noon, and then went out with Ping'er.

Wen Xiaomiao sat in the car, and the sound of laughter in the street was heard from time to time.

"Princess Taishun got married, I heard that Yang Yuanwai was also invited, tsk, how many tables do you have to set up on the table in this palace? The emperor marries a daughter, but it is different. A voice said.

"Shhh, it can't be changed, this is the emperor's marrying sister, be careful of your head." Another voice hurriedly said.

"It's not all placed in the city wall, I heard that a large part of it is placed outside the wall, you think you can enter the palace to see and open your eyes." An older voice said.

"Anyway, no matter what, I can prepare some more New Year's goods for the Chinese New Year this year, my mother-in-law was optimistic about a piece of clothing last year, and last year the silver in her hand was not rich, and she was not willing to buy it, and this year the emperor is exempt from paying a hundred percent of the tax, so you can buy it now." A man said, laughing.

"Yes, I hope there will be good things every year." Another voice said.

The carriage was moving away, and Wen Xiaomiao could no longer hear their chat.

There was a lonely look on her face, this matter was distressing and unbearable for her, but it was a great thing for the people.

The Gu Mansion is located on the outskirts of the city, and the horse-drawn carriages are gradually moving away from the crowded street markets.

The galloping carriage suddenly braked suddenly, and Wen Xiaomiao rushed forward by inertia.

Then I heard Ping'er's scream.

She didn't know what was going on outside, and just as she was about to pick up the curtain to take a look, she saw a cold light flashing in front of her, and she subconsciously stepped back and sat on the floor of the carriage, and then heard the sound of weapons colliding outside the car.

Wen Xiaomiao covered her chest and secretly lifted the curtain again.

What's going on out there? Wen Xiaomiao saw that the three men in black kept attacking the carriage, the coachman and Ping'er had fallen in a pool of blood, the two family members who accompanied him were also injured, and the two men in gray were also fighting with the men in black.

Wen Xiaomiao hurriedly leaned down to Ping'er's side, "Ping'er, Ping'er." Wen Xiaomiao called her anxiously, stretched out her hand and turned over her body, and saw blood gushing out of Ping'er's chest, Wen Xiaomiao tried to block it with her hand, but it was too turbulent, she couldn't stop it.

Wen Xiaomiao cried and took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, trying to fill the wound, trying to compress and stop the bleeding.

She has always treated Ping'er as a sister, and her feelings are extraordinary, Wen Xiaomiao can't care about anything else, recalling the previous medical treatment with the old army to bandage Ping'er's wounds.

The coachman was lying on his side on the car, with sword wounds on his chest and back, which seemed to be pierced by a sword.

Wen Xiaomiao jumped out of the carriage and wanted to drag Ping'er out of this place of right and wrong.

Suddenly, Wen Xiaomiao was pulled by someone hard, leaned back, and she screamed in fright.

"Let's go." A gray-clothed man said in a deep voice, picked up Wen Xiaomiao from his waist, put it on his shoulder, and rushed out.

Wen Xiaomiao raised her head hard, and saw that a family member was already lying on the ground, a man in black also fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and another family member and another man in gray desperately stopped the other two men in black.

Wen Xiaomiao couldn't figure out the situation anymore, and the only thing she was worried about now was whether this posture would have any effect on the child.

She knew that the person in front of her must have saved her, although she was full of doubts, but she didn't talk much, for fear that he would be distracted, and now it was important to run for her life.

The gray-clothed man ran towards the woods on the mountain with Wen Xiaomiao, and Wen Xiaomiao couldn't help but think of his escape five years ago.

After running for some distance, the gray-clothed man's pace slowed down, and Wen Xiaomiao found that the back of his clothes was soaked.

As soon as Wen Xiaomiao wanted to ask to get off him, the man in gray took the initiative to put her down.

Wen Xiaomiao saw that this person had several sword wounds on his body, and one of them was obviously oozing blood.

"Oops, you're hurt, I'll bandage it." Wen Xiaomiao wanted to tear off the hem of her skirt.

"Third lady, my subordinates can't continue to follow you anymore." The man in gray stopped Wen Xiaomiao.

"You know me?" Wen Xiaomiao looked at the man in gray, how did his words sound like it made people feel the urge to cry.

"You go quickly, try to stay as far away as possible, if the third prince finds you in the future, you tell him that the three black-clothed people are all masters of the inner house, and the killer must be from the palace." The man in gray didn't delay any longer, he took his sword and returned the way he came, he knew that his companion would not delay for too long, the man in black was too powerful, he needed to buy Wen Xiaomiao time to escape.

"What's your name?" Wen Xiaomiao's tears swirled in her eyes.

"Dark Guard." The voice of the man in gray had drifted away.

Wen Xiaomiao wiped her eyes, looked around, and had no choice but to run to the top of the mountain, hoping that she could find a hidden place to hide.

It seems that what the dark guard said is right, the man in black is indeed very powerful, Wen Xiaomiao ran halfway up the mountain, and was chased by the man in black, it seems that the dark guard is more than lucky, she really can't run, her lower abdomen is still a little uncomfortable, so she simply sat on the ground and leaned on a tree trunk, panting.

The man in black walked towards Wen Xiaomiao unhurriedly.

"I'm going to die anyway, big brother, I want to know who wants my life." Wen Xiaomiao knew that she couldn't escape, if she died so inexplicably, she was unwilling, and the answer in her heart was about to come out.

The man in black looked at Wen Xiaomiao expressionlessly, there was not much panic and fear in her eyes, only disdain and stubbornness.

He took out a small white porcelain vase from his arms, his expression was indifferent, obviously he was used to the life and death of others, and he walked in front of Wen Xiaomiao.

"Your existence has blocked the future of Lord Cheng, and for the sake of your past feelings, you will leave a whole corpse." The man in black pulled out the cork and coldly pinched Wen Xiaomiao's mouth.

Lin Suyu sniffled at the air, and said three words to Jiuyourong on her head with her mouth shape, "Heding Red".

Jiu Yourong made an exaggerated expression at Lin Suyu, and now her two hands were empty.

Jiu Yourong lay on the cliff tightly, holding Lin Suyu with one hand, the tough and soft silk white silk was tied to Lin Suyu's waist, and Lin Suyu also grabbed the craggy rocks and didn't dare to move.

Jiu Yourong frowned, this Lord Cheng must be a ruthless man, for the sake of the woman who wants to kill him for the future, it is estimated that he wants to marry a woman who can make him prosperous.

Jiu Yourong shook her head again, pitying the dying woman above.

She had no choice, if it weren't for the fact that Lin Suyu, who didn't know martial arts, was by her side, she would have rushed over to kill that man with her character.

The man in black poured the crane top red into Wen Xiaomiao's mouth, Wen Xiaomiao didn't struggle, it was all useless, the secret guards had no choice, what could she do as a weak woman.

Wen Xiaomiao accepted this fact calmly, and only regretted in her heart, she had no chance with Cheng Mu'an in this life, but she hoped that she could continue the previous relationship in the next life, and there was no chance of this blessed child who had not yet met, she reached out and touched her lower abdomen.

Soon, Wen Xiaomiao felt that her head began to heavily, her abdomen ached, the black-clothed man in front of her was blurred, the liquid slowly flowing from the corners of her mouth was warm on her hands, and she felt that she was slowly slipping down from the trunk of the tree before losing consciousness, and then she was unconscious as soon as it was dark in front of her.

The man in black looked at the cliff not far away, he just wanted to lift Wen Xiaomiao and throw her down, when suddenly, there were two sharp whistles, one short and one long, in his ears.

The man in black picked up Wen Xiaomiao and threw her out of the gap between the trees, seeing her disappear on the edge of the cliff, he disappeared into the woods like an arrow from the string.

As soon as Jiu Yourong looked up, she saw a person falling from the sky, she didn't have time to think about it, she immediately crossed her legs and hung upside down on the pine tree beside her, and at the same time, her other hand took out the spare Heavenly Silk White Silk from her arms, and with a shake of her hand, she poured her true power into the white silk and flew towards Wen Xiaomiao who fell from her eyes in an instant like a long rainbow.

Jiu Yourong was dragged by Wen Xiaomiao's falling body and almost fell off the pine tree, she quickly stabilized Wen Xiaomiao, and then leaned Bai Xuan, who was holding Wen Xiaomiao, towards Lin Suyu.

Lin Suyu took out a red pill from the cloth bag on her back and immediately stuffed it into Wen Xiaomiao's mouth, then covered her mouth and looked up at Jiu Yourong.

Jiu Yourong slowly moved from the pine tree to the cliff, climbing up a little bit with some difficulty, Lin Suyu tried her best to help her support Wen Xiaomiao.

There was enough time for a stick of incense, Jiu Yourong finally reached the edge of the cliff first, she quietly stretched out her head to take a look, no one, very good.

She jumped over the edge of the cliff, climbed to a tree, tied the white silk firmly to the trunk, and then turned around and pulled them up.

Wen Xiaomiao was placed on the ground in a flat position.

"Is there any salvation?" Jiu Yourong looked at Wen Xiaomiao's pale face, her eyes closed, and she seemed to be out of breath.

"Try it." Lin Suyu stretched out her hand and put it on Wen Xiaomiao's vein.

"Huh?" Lin Suyu was surprised.