The guards outside the door, in order to avoid suspicion, hid far away, heard Zhu Yousong's shout, their hearts were frightened, and they drew their knives and came in to chop the assassin into meat sauce.

The soldier who squeezed his eyebrows and made eyes, the prince of Xuancheng was going to play with the rabbit baby, and he was especially angry, and this bold assassin almost put it himself. If he succeeds in assassinating him, his head will definitely not be able to be saved.

"Protect the prince!" The influx of guards surrounded Zhu Yousong and the bath bucket, drawing their swords in their hands, no matter what, the safety of the prince is the first, as for the assassin, he can't escape with his wings, there are tens of thousands of troops here, unless it is a land immortal, no one can escape.

Yue Yingying raised her head, a pair of beautiful eyes were filled with tears, a few tears hung on her delicate face, and she choked up: "Fuba, aren't you dead, I'm not dreaming, right?" ”

Although dozens of bright and flickering Pu knives were facing her, there was nothing else in her eyes, she only stared at Zhu Yousong and kept her eyes off, for fear that all this was her own fantasy, and it would dissipate as soon as she closed her eyes.

Zhu Yousong took a closer look, and the assassin lying on the ground was not Yue Yingying, and he also shouted excitedly: "Yingying!" How are you! ”

The guards were about to make a move, and when they saw such a play, the second monk was puzzled and couldn't figure out which one it was. Only the pro-soldier thought that he understood something, and said pretentiously: "Lord Wang, if there is nothing to do, we will retreat." ”

Zhu Yousong glanced at him approvingly, and the soldiers were even more determined in their thoughts, thinking that they had also shown their faces here and received a compliment, they were afraid that they would not have a chance to be promoted in the future, so they rushed out of the camp with their robe brothers.

After coming out, everyone gathered around him and asked, "Old Hu, what is the trouble with the prince?" We don't understand anything. Do you get the idea? ”

The pro-soldier who was called Lao Hu pretended to smile deeply and said: "You know a fart, a group of big bosses, you know what it means to be funny." The prince is such a wonderful person, look at the acting skills, tsk, even my old Hu almost entered the play. With that, he held his head high and left proudly, leaving a group of confused guards.

Zhu Yousong saw that everyone was gone, so he was about to jump out and help Yue Yingying up, but suddenly thought that he was wearing nothing, and said with a red face: "Yingying, can you turn around and I'll put on my clothes." ”

Yue Yingying saw that her Lang Jun was lost and recovered, standing in front of her alive, how could she turn around, stepped forward and said, "Tell me quickly, I'm not in a dream, are you really not dead?" After speaking, he fell into his arms and cried, Zhu Yousong was distressed and moved, and said gently: "Yingying, I'm not dead, I'm not here." I'll put on my clothes and tell you slowly. Good no good? ”

Yue Yingying was in his arms, smelling the faint fragrance of medicine, indescribably comfortable, nodded when she heard the words, and said "um", but her body was motionless.

Zhu Yousong couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "Yingying, I'm not wearing clothes, you turn around first, I'll put on my clothes." ”

Yue Yingying only then woke up from the great joy, thinking that Fuba was not wearing anything, the girl's instinctive shyness made her blush, turned around, walked to the table, and sat upright, trying to find some aura and cover up the mess just now. Helplessly, she was wearing the military uniform of a small food officer, and she fell just now, and her hat was slanted, no matter how she looked at it, it was a little funny. Yue Yingying took off her hat angrily and threw it on the ground, thinking of her appearance, she laughed for a while, and laughed out loud.

Zhu Yousong, who had just dressed and climbed out of the bathtub, heard the laughter and asked weakly: "Yingying, I'm dressed, what are you laughing at?" ”

Of course, Yue Yingying refused to tell him, she was laughing at her embarrassment, deliberately put on a pretty face, changed the topic and asked, "You haven't said what's going on?" Why didn't you die and become the prince of the court? ”

Zhu Yousong walked up to her and sat down, picked up an unused cup, poured her a cup of tea, and said, "This is a long story." ”

Yue Yingying held the water cup and said playfully: "Then you can start from the beginning." ”

Zhu Yousong patiently talked about how he led people to hunt down Qian Jingxuan and avenge Wu Xifeng when he met Wu Xifeng on the street. How was he rescued by Zhang Yuanhua, sent Liu Yi to find their father and daughter, and had to give up because of a gust of wind and returned to Luoyang.

Yue Yingying was dizzy when she heard it, especially when she heard that he was chasing and killing the son of a court official for the sake of a street artist, which was even more in line with her heart. Yue Yingying raised her head and looked at Zhu Yousong, only to feel that the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, and said: "Fuba, I didn't expect you to be a prince, then our family must be as big as the Zhou Wangfu in Kaifeng, and the same rich, right." ”

Zhu Yousong patted his chest and said triumphantly: "Our family is much richer than King Zhou, but his palace is the imperial city of the Song Dynasty, and it is a little bigger than our courtyard, but our family is also very big, don't worry." Zhu Yousong was even happier when he heard her words, and secretly said in his heart, there have been good things recently, but I am born with luck

Yue Yingying's eyes were bent into a good-looking arc, the corners of her mouth were hooked, and her cheeks were filled with two small dimples, and she said: "That's great, I'll take all the people from our cottage to our house, and I don't have to worry about the days of fear anymore." ”

If the ladies of Yuejiazhai saw Yue Yingying's current appearance, they would definitely drop their jaws in shock. The dignified Malingshan Yiba, the No. 1 ruthless person in Yuejiazhai, is like a cute little sister next door at the moment, well-behaved and lovely. You know, this girl is a fierce man who dared to carry a small dagger into the mountains to hunt tigers at the age of ten. When she was twelve years old, she beat the masters who had taught her martial arts in the village to her nose and face. When she was fifteen years old, she had become a pest in the locks, and she was looking for a competition with her uncle and uncle when she had nothing to do, including the second leader Wei Qun, several leaders had suffered in her hands.

Zhu Yousong was fearless, touched Yue Yingying's head, and said affectionately: "Don't worry, Yuejiazhai has found a rich son-in-law, and you will wait to enjoy Qingfu in the future." ”

Zhu Yousong suddenly remembered that when he left, the village had been suppressed by the imperial court, and hurriedly asked, "Was it okay in the village that day?" My father-in-law, are they all right? ”

Yue Yingying didn't care, remembering that the group of people was still angry in her heart, and said: "They are fine, they are all alive, and they know that they are causing trouble." ”

Zhu Yousong breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "It's okay, where are they all?" ”

"No, it's in Kaifeng."

Zhu Yousong was shocked and said: "Kaifeng fell into the hands of a gust of wind, what are you going to Kaifeng for?" ”

Yue Yingying said with a smile: "A gust of wind is my father, and my father is a gust of wind." A gust of wind is in Kaifeng, of course they are in Kaifeng, what's so strange, you are so stupid. ”

Zhu Yousong was dumbfounded and weathered in place.