Catching a glimpse of Chen Yu coming up, Changjing's eyes couldn't help but clear up a little.

A few steps back in fear, clutching his bleeding arm.

Chen Yu raised his head, and the two soldiers behind him came up and grabbed Changjing's left and right arms respectively, making him unable to move.

He stepped forward and ripped off the black scarf with his hand.

With the torch he brought, Chen Yu saw Changjing's appearance.

"It turned out to be you."

Chen Yu looked at his eyebrows and stretched, it really didn't take any effort to come, he had been looking for the right minister for so long, and he actually sent it to the door by himself.

Changjing gritted his teeth, if it weren't for the fact that they were so powerful, how could he have been caught?

"Give me back my dagger, give it back to ......"

Before he finished speaking, Changjing's eyes closed, and his body fell weakly in front of Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was startled, and took a step to the side coldly.

There was no support in front of him, and Changjing's body fell directly and fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Yu was expressionless and glanced at him, "Take it back." ”

……

Zongzheng Fuyun walked quickly in the direction of the sharp arrow just now.

I walked around and didn't find anything suspicious.

He looked around and didn't find anything wrong.

But that arrow can't appear out of thin air—

He looked up a little irritably, but when he looked up, he saw a white silk cloth cut off by the branch on the opposite branch.

His eyes darkened, and he flew up and landed smoothly on the branch.

Raising his hand, he picked up the white silk cloth, and looked at the material, which seemed to be on his clothes.

With a deep voice, he grabbed the white silk cloth in his hand and flew down.

The people who traveled to the lake got off the boat and prepared to go to the palace.

The crowd was so large that the fighting had stopped on this side of the mountain, and they had not yet reached the palace.

"Can you see the Seventh Lord coming back?"

Feng Zhichan lifted the curtain of the carriage and asked the chief manager next to him with a frown.

The chief manager bent down slightly, and replied sharply, "Back to the emperor, I didn't see the Seventh Prince." ”

Feng Zhichan put down the curtain and couldn't help sighing, his eyes were a little flustered, and he didn't know what happened to the imperial sister.

"Miss Shen, where have you been?"

Feng Changyan originally wanted to be with Shen Jinran, but she just looked around and didn't find her.

When he saw her, he immediately greeted her with a smile.

Shen Jinran seemed to have just done something, and the whole person looked nervous.

She pretended to be relaxed and gasped, raised her hand and stroked her hair and dress a few times, and then looked at Feng Changyan with a smile.

"The princess smiled, and she was inconvenienced, so she went to deal with it."

As she spoke, she gasped for breath, as if she had just run over.

Feng Changyan listened, immediately smiled politely, raised her hand and grabbed her hand, and patted it gently, "Don't be in such a hurry, anyway, I'm only here now." ”

She thought that Shen Jinran was trying to catch up with this time.

Shen Jinran listened, hooked his lips and smiled shallowly.

I looked left and right, as if I was looking for some people.

"Who is Miss Shen looking for?"

Feng Changyan looked at her suspiciously and asked.

Shen Jinran listened slightly, covered her mouth and smiled, "I haven't seen Brother Changsun for a long time, and I miss it a little tightly." ”

A trace of disgust flashed in Feng Changyan's eyes, but she quickly covered her up.

Instead of a slight surprise, she covered her mouth slightly, her eyes widened, "Miss Shen doesn't know?" The Seventh Prince encountered an assassin, Taifu went to help, and he didn't come back after so long, I'm afraid it's more than lucky. ”

Shen Jinran was shocked when she heard this, and her face was worried about them.

"Really? Will the eldest grandson be in danger? ”

There was a little panic in her beautiful eyes, and she couldn't wait to run to his side.

Seeing Shen Jinran who was leaving, Feng Changyan instantly grabbed her wrist and comforted her a few times, "Don't worry, Miss Shen, Master Taifu's martial arts are strong, and he will definitely be fine." ”

Feng Beining, let her have an accident!

Hearing this, Shen Jinran breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." ”

As she spoke, the worry in her eyes faded, and she lowered her eyes in thought.

"Ah, Miss Shen, why is your skirt torn?"

Inadvertently catching a glimpse of the tattered dress underneath her, Feng Changyan pointed at it suspiciously.

Shen Jinran's heart suddenly lifted, and he immediately looked down, and sure enough, it was a corner.

Her eyes turned non-stop in an instant, and then she coughed a few times, and her face instantly flushed slightly, "Princess...... I just went to the convenience, the place is a bit basic, presumably ......"

Covering her mouth, she didn't say any more, and Feng Changyan instantly understood.

She didn't smile for a moment, then laughed awkwardly, covered her mouth and nose with some disgust, and took a step back.

Realizing her movements, Shen Jinran's eyes instantly darkened, and she didn't look at her again.

"Childe, are you alright?"

As soon as Bai Ying and Sheng Yu ran to the mountain, they caught a glimpse of Zong Zheng Fuyun walking down in a daze, still holding a piece of white silk in his hand.

Sheng Yu also stepped forward and looked at him worriedly.

Zong Zheng Fuyun stopped, did not speak, and his eyes were a little dilated.

He raised his hand and showed them the white silk, "The one who found the cloth." ”

With that, he handed them the white silk in his hand and walked over himself.

Bai Ying and Sheng Yu glanced at each other, both with worried expressions.

The figure of the Seventh Prince was not found around the childe, could it be ......

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The eldest grandson, Chi Liang, hugged Feng Bei Ning and ran back to the Seven Kings' Mansion on foot, and then asked Xi Qiu to call Lang Zhong in an instant.

Putting down Feng Beining, Xi Qiu instantly changed into a dry dress for her.

The eldest grandson, Chi Liang, stood outside the door, his eyes full of worry.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of Bi Chi, who was pushing a wheelchair in on the side, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Walked up and patted him on the shoulder, "You kid......"

Before he finished speaking, Bi Chi suddenly took out a cyan hosta from his arms.

The eldest grandson Chi Liang was stunned for a moment, looked at him with a strange expression, and hesitated to think about whether to take it.

"Don't think too much, this is what the Seventh Prince asked me to hand over to my lord."

After he finished speaking, he put the hairpin in the hand of the eldest grandson Chi Liang, pushed the wheelchair back, and did not look at him again.

The relationship between the two seems to have changed, and the previous "son-in-law is long, son-in-law is short" multi-talk Bi Chi seems to be gone.

Now that he is in a wheelchair, he talks a lot less, and the way he looks at him has changed.

became so indifferent that he looked like a stranger.

He couldn't help laughing at himself, wasn't he the one who caused all this?

He can't avenge him......

Bichi's boy...... I must hate him so much.

The cyan hosta in his hand felt a slight cold touch, but he felt a little happy in his heart.

It turned out that she still cared about him in her heart, and during this time, she didn't say half a word to him.

I thought that this was all there was to two people......

His original idea was almost impossible to realize.

He smiled and smiled, his eyes gradually turned red, and then he raised his hand and pinned the cyan hosta to his black hair.

Smiled and pushed open the door and walked in, at this moment Xi Qiu had already gone to call Lang Zhong, she was lying quietly on the couch, breathing evenly.