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returned to Zhankong Courtyard, because Yi Nian and Chu Nanpu found him in the middle of the night, Chu Changting directly coaxed Yi Nian to sleep. Chu Nanpu is now a fifteen-year-old boy, and his long figure is standing at the door, against the light, he can vaguely distinguish his handsome face.

But for some reason, Chu Changting always felt that he didn't look like him. Not only is it not like himself, but it is also not like his father at all.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Chu Changting walked to Chu Nanpu's side, raised his head to look at the little boy who had grown up now, brushed the fallen leaves on his shoulders for him distressedly, and said, "Go and rest." ”

Chu Nanpu nodded, and went back to his room in silence. After Chu Changting saw Chu Nanpu return to the house, he also returned to his room tired. There was still a faint pain in the back of his head, Chu Changting raised his hand and touched it, remembering the hand knife before he fell unconscious, and thinking of Ye Zhao, he clenched his fists angrily.

Yi Lunhuan should come over tonight, and he must take a good look at Ye Ye to call a copy of the disciples.

Thinking like this, she suddenly saw the letter on the table that was pressed by the lampstand, and she leaned in to look at it, and the words "Chu Chu personally enlightened" were written on the top. She recognized Yi Lunhuan's handwriting, and opened the letter suspiciously, the handwriting on it was very sloppy, as if it had been written in a hurry.

What is it that makes him so anxious that he can't meet and talk?

She quickly read the contents of the letter, her pupils suddenly constricted, and a chill came from the bottom of her heart, as if a cold snake was wrapped around her neck, making her unable to breathe. She almost fell under her feet, and after barely standing up on the table, she hurriedly asked Yan'er to carry Yi Nian to her room, and then called Chu Nanpu too. After the order, she stumbled to her dresser, carefully hid half of the wooden comb in her cuffs, and after a while, she felt restless, so she untied her long hair, took off all the troublesome hairpins, and then embedded the wooden comb in her hair, and cleverly hid it in a bun.

She rummaged around in a panic for anything else she needed to bring, and then she heard the voices of Yan'er and Chu Nanpu hurrying over. Before she could explain anything to them, she heard a fighting sound outside, it should be the thirty elites left behind by Ye Zhao and the soldiers of Yaoyue fighting. Her heart was pounding, and she hurried to press the mechanism on the wall, but before her hand could touch it, there was a sharp pain in her shoulder, and blood gushed out, and she looked in horror to see that an arrow had pierced through her body.

She was so out of breath that she was in pain, her right hand drained all her strength at once, and she just wanted to raise her left hand to press the mechanism, but she heard the hoarse cry of Yi Nian coming from behind.

Chu Changting turned around in horror and saw that the Yaoyue soldiers had rushed in, several people overturned Yan'er to the ground, several people pressed Chu Nanpu to the ground, and several people pulled Yi Nian to take her away.

Chu Changting ignored the injury on his shoulder, and rushed up like crazy to recapture Yi Nian, at this time, the few remaining Tianzhuo soldiers rushed in from outside the door covered in scars, a few went to fight for Yi Nian, and a few protected Chu Changting.

"Queen Mother, go away!"

No, no, she can't leave her mind behind.

Yi Nian cried and shouted for the queen mother to save me, and in this case, to let her escape alone is to rip her heart and cut her flesh.

The soldiers were almost unable to support it, Yi Nian cried and kicked his legs, but was ruthlessly pulled up by the Yaoyue soldiers. Chu Changting felt suffocated for a while, and regardless of the soldiers' obstruction, it was like stepping forward to rescue Yi Nian.

"Nian'er! Nian'er! No! Give me back my thoughts! Chu Changting's breath was about to be uneven, and the Yaoyue soldiers blocked them in the corner of the wall and gradually forced them up.

"The queen mother, let's go!" A soldier shouted.

At this moment, a moon-white figure flew in, and the silver mask glowed with a cold and terrifying sheen. He carried a silver spear, and in a few rounds, he stabbed several Tianzhuo soldiers to the ground, and the blood was instantly stained, scaring Chu Changting so much that he didn't dare to move.

Nan Wang took out another dagger from his trouser leg and stabbed it at the mechanism on the wall, directly piercing the mechanism and cutting off Chu Changting's back road.

Chu Changting looked at Nanwang in a daze, for some reason, she always felt that the man in front of her was extremely familiar, although he only showed his smooth and exquisite jaw with a mask, she still felt that he was very similar to Shen Liangchen.

The man threw off his dagger, withdrew his gaze, and looked at her coldly.

Under the mask, the star-like handsome eyes remind people of the snow that has not melted for thousands of years on the snowy peaks, and the cold sun that cannot be dispersed in the deep sea.

He swept away the people who were blocking in front of Chu Changting three or five times, and then slowly walked towards Chu Changting, who was full of fear.

Her tears pierced her eyes.

"You're the Queen?" He spoke coldly, his voice cold and oppressive.

"This palace is the queen of the dynasty, Su Jin." Chu Changting suppressed the coldness of the bones, not wanting to lose the face of the sky, and said with a straight face.

Su Jin? King Nan sneered sarcastically.

Nanwang slowly approached Chu Changting, stretched out his hand and pinched her chin tightly, as if he wanted to crush Chu Changting.

The brutal force from his jaw touched the wound on his shoulder that was still bleeding, and Chu Changting's face quickly distorted, and he instantly regained his awe-inspiring appearance. She stretched out her left hand and slapped King Nan's hand away, turned her face and spat coldly: "Barbarian, don't touch this palace!" ”

This sentence was like a spark falling on the wilderness and wasteland, directly igniting all the anger and resentment suppressed by the Southern King. He stretched out his hand to pinch Chu Changting's neck, but suspicious tears flashed from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing him humiliate the queen mother, the two Tianzhuo soldiers couldn't help but shake off the shackles that pressed on their bodies, and desperately rushed forward to hit the king of the south. King Nan frowned and said nothing, looking at them with contempt with a mad dog-like look, let go of Chu Changting's neck, coldly raised his sword, and pierced through the corpse of one of them mercilessly. The other man was so angry that he threw himself on the king of the south as if he had lost his mind. The king of the south was thrown backwards by his brute force, and in the middle of the fight, the mask fell in response.

The peerless handsome face under the mask crashed into Chu Changting's eyes like a sharp sword, but at that moment, thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers surged in her heart, and there were only thousands of oceans and cloudless sky left in her eyes.

Everything loses its color, and everything has its color again.

Shame, bewilderment, joy, shock, and fear instantly crashed into her limbs.

She heard her own trembling voice squeeze out the man's name.

The fall of the mask made Shen Liangchen furious, he grabbed the soldier's hair and slammed him against the pillar behind him, and instantly his brain shot to the ground, making Chu Changting tremble.

Exactly the same face, but they are two completely different people.

When the remaining two Tianzhuo soldiers present saw Shen Liangchen's face, they stopped struggling, stared at him blankly, their faces full of disbelief, and one of them knelt down and shouted:

"General—"

Shen Liangchen's face changed unpredictably when he heard this, he threw the person in his hand aside, his face instantly turned back to cold, he glanced at the kneeling Tianzhuo soldier lightly, and said lightly: "You recognize the wrong person." ”

The kneeling soldier was already in tears - he had followed Shen Liangchen on the battlefield before, and he was a brother who worshipped the master, how could he admit his mistake!

Shen Liangchen wiped the filth from his hands, picked up the silver mask on the ground and put it back on, and slowly walked towards Chu Changting. Chu Changting was shocked, his thin body shrank back, and he looked at Shen Liangchen who was like a rakshasa at this moment in horror.

"Su Jin." Shen Liangchen smiled coldly, his thin lips pulled into a beautiful and aggressive arc, and looked at Chu Changting meaningfully, "Come and press Su Jin Niangniang into the prison." ”

"For ...... Why? Chu Changting's pupils gradually dissipated her anger, she leaned against the wall and barely supported the pillar, her face was as pale as paper.

"Good day......"

"This king is the king of Yaoyue South, Chu Shen" Shen Liangchen stepped forward and pinched Chu Changting's chin fiercely, leaning over to look at her, "If you call this king the original name of Lao Shizi again, this king will cut off your tongue and drink wine." ”

After that, he threw Chu Changting to the side, and several Yaoyue soldiers rushed up to control Chu Changting, and the rude movements tore Chu Changting's wound, her eyes turned black in pain, she gasped, the wound cracked, and blood gushed out again, Shen Liangchen frowned, stopped the two soldiers in a loud voice, and said: "The location of the prison should be the most familiar to Su Jin Niangniang, let Su Jin Niangniang walk over by herself." ”

"Remember, you have to put on the posture of the queen's mother. Let everyone on the long street know that the queen mother has entered the prison. In the end, Shen Liangchen's tone became fluttering and frivolous, with a ridiculous banter, which made Chu Changting as uncomfortable as swallowing cotton.

The sense of shame fell like splashing water, and she glanced at Shen Liangchen in a complicated way, and there was a thousand mountains and rivers of sorrow in that eye, and the melancholy of thousands of rivers and mountains.

She rolled up her sleeves and raised her feet to leave, but she felt that her eyes were dark, and she fainted from the blood loss from the wound.