Although the news of Murong Qi's injury did not reach the palace, but he did not go to the barracks for several days and did not show up, Qi Jingyun and Shen Linfeng were a little strange, and came to the door with a wine jar.

"I only know that my cousin is going to be a father silently, how can I not know that this man is still going to be confined?"

Qi Jingyun teased flamboyantly, and sobbed around him: "It's been so many days, hasn't it hatched yet?" ”

Murong Qi's face was black: "Leave the wine, you can go." ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled and personally took a pot of greasy chicken soup and put it in front of Qi Wangye: "Drink it, it's not enough." ”

Murong Qi stared at the wine jar in front of others, with a sad face.

Leng Qinghuan rolled up his arms and sleeves, pulling Shen Linfeng and the two of them to fight and box, and lost miserably.

Shen Linfeng and Qi Jingyun didn't drink a drop of wine, and he poured a belly of chicken soup into his stomach.

In the end, Shen Linfeng and the others pleaded with his complaining and threatening eyes, and proudly lifted the wine jar: "Cousin is confined, we can't help much, we will punish ourselves with a drink." ”

After half a jar of wine falls into the stomach, the tongue is knotted, and Leng Qinghuan can possess the god of war and win.

The three men hiccuped incessantly and began to talk nonsense about women.

Shen Linfeng said that Princess Luwu had ruined his reputation behind his back, and he would have to break into the palace sooner or later to ask for justice.

Qi Jingyun said that those blue-eyed and high-nosed Huren women were like fox spirits, with a stench on their bodies and fox fur that had not faded.

Murong Qi also said nonsense: "The eldest sister-in-law is the mother, in the future, in front of Qing Huan, you are not allowed to be big or small, and you should speak in a proper manner." ”

Until the drunken two were sent away, Leng Qinghuan came back, pursed his lips and smiled: "Did you say that Linfeng has seen the greenery?" ”

Murong Qi didn't squeak.

Leng Qinghuan said again: "This Qi Jingyun is full of anger, and there is no truth in his mouth. Those customs about the Hu people seem to be hearsay, which is too exaggerated. ”

Murong Qi raised his face, full of seriousness: "How do you know?" ”

Leng Qinghuan said casually: "In the past, there was a Hu couple in my village who were engaged in business, and they often talked to us about their local customs and habits, which were very different from what Qi Jingyun said. ”

Murong Qi took her into his arms, touched the top of her head, and began to talk nonsense again: "Stay away from Qi Jingyun in the future." ”

This man eats all his brother's vinegar. In the past, he kept himself away from Shen Linfeng, but now he dislikes himself for being too close to Qi Jingyun.

Midyear Festival.

Doudou put the incense and candle offerings into the carriage.

Murong Qi rode on his horse, turned around and told Leng Qinghuan again: "When this king comes back from the Martyrs' Shrine, he will go to Sanlipo to pick you up." ”

Leng Qinghuan was a little impatient: "You said it three times, but you said no, your injuries have just healed, and you still need to rest more." If I met my brother, I went back with him. ”

"Big brother is now an official in the court, can he still be as idle as you? He may not go in the morning. ”

Leng Qinghuan had already gotten into the carriage, lifted the curtain, and snorted softly at him: "Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, go!" ”

The coachman couldn't hold back his laughter, he couldn't associate this word with his own cold and arrogant prince, raised his horsewhip, and drove away from the gate of the palace.

Two guards followed the carriage on horseback, already taking off their ghost-masked masks. Otherwise, in this very hot weather, the mask is hot and hot when it is sunny, and it can burn off a layer of skin on the face.

The prince is finally gracious.

According to the customs here in Beijing, people usually start to steam pasta in the morning, and wait until nearly noon to steam it, and put it in a basket as a tribute to go to the grave of their ancestors.

Leng Qinghuan is afraid of the noon sun, comes out early, and after leaving the city, the pedestrians on the official road are sparse and falling, turning into Sanlipo, and there is no shadow quietly.

Halfway through the carriage, there were sounds of fighting, shouts for help, and a gray-haired old man staggered to the carriage with a burden in his arms, shouting: "Help, robbery!" ”

Behind him were three black-clad and masked men, holding shiny swords in their hands, chasing after them.

Leng Qinghuan lifted the curtain and frowned slightly: "In broad daylight, someone dares to commit murder with a knife, how can it be justified!" ”

The two guards turned over and dismounted, vigilantly blocking in front of the car, dutifully guarding Leng Qinghuan's safety, lest there be fraud.

Several gangsters had already caught up with the old man, forcing him to hand over the burden in his arms, and when he went down, blood splashed, and the old man screamed miserably, fell to the ground, and the burden in his arms was also robbed.

"My baggage! You wicked people who have suffered a thousand knives, that is the heirloom left by my ancestors! ”

The old man couldn't catch up, and cried on the ground.

Leng Qinghuan couldn't see this kind of injustice, and ordered the two guards: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Don't you do nothing? Hurry up and chase it back! ”

The guards also felt that this group of people was hurtful and ruthless, and they really deserved to be killed, so after listening to Leng Qinghuan's order, they chased after them with their swords.

"Be careful with the princess!"

Leng Qinghuan didn't care at all, and saw that the victim old man was injured and lying on the ground screaming in pain, so he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. Knowing her doctor's kindness, Doudou turned around and went to the medicine box containing the medicine in the carriage.

After the gang of gangsters succeeded, they fled into the woods, and the guards chased after them and fought them, and the murderous aura made the horses pulling the cart a little restless, and the coachman did not dare to let go for a while.

Leng Qinghuan stepped forward and bent down: "Old man, how are you?" ”

Just focus on checking his injuries.

The old man, who was still weak and weak, suddenly moved, took out a sharp knife from his arms, and stabbed directly at Leng Qinghuan with lightning speed.

"Princess Ruyi, let me wait to give you a ride!"

Leng Qinghuan didn't pay attention at all, only to see a flash of cold light, the old man's face was hideous, he knew that something was wrong, and he was busy dodging.

The other party is neat and ruthless, and at first glance he is a bandit who specializes in killing people for a living. So although Leng Qinghuan reacted quickly, he still couldn't dodge the knife, so he simply dodged the vital point and stabbed it on his left shoulder.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain, and blood splashed, which made Leng Qinghuan shudder and snort.

A blow could not be fatal, and the man jumped up from the ground with a carp, and attacked Leng Qinghuan one after another.

Leng Qinghuan was forced to retreat again and again, unstable, very embarrassed, and unable to fight back for a while.

When the coachman saw that his mother was in trouble, he shouted: "Save the princess!" ”

He rushed forward with his own whip.

Before the man could reach him, he felt a flash of red light in front of him, and then, more red light splashed, and a lot of blood splashed on the coachman's body, and the assassin was already in a different place.

What a quick move!

The coachman didn't see clearly how the other party made a move, and he couldn't even feel the murderous aura, and even the clothes that flashed in front of him were like swimming dragons, as if they were dancing.

If he wanted to take his own life, it would be effortless.

When the red shadow disappeared, the dazzling coachman blinked, and the princess was gone!

He suddenly became frightened, glanced around, and asked, "Can you see which direction the man fled?" ”

Doudou shook his head dumbfounded: "It's like a ghost." ”

Then he suddenly understood, and a scream: "My young lady! ”