Lu Yixuan's throat couldn't make a sound, and suddenly felt the stabbing pain in the shoulder blade and chest wounds, King Jin's fingers pressed against the wound, and the fingertips had pinched into the flesh, she felt her blood gurgling and soaking half of her clothes, pain and weakness were about to erupt, and her throat could only whimper and let out sporadic moans because it was pinched by the palm of her hand.

"What do you want to say?" King Jin's expression was not hideous, not at all like looking at a person who was dying in pain, "Speculation, scolding, or help?" Even if you die in the Wei Mansion today, no one will be able to seek justice for you. King Jin smiled coldly, but the strength in his hand did not decrease, and with a "sneer" of his fingertips, he had already stabbed into the wound and stirred, and his flesh and blood were blurred, "This palace thinks that you are such a little girl What is there to fear, but I don't want to, your step by step calculation is just right." ”

Tears from the corners of Lu Yixuan's eyes slid down her cheeks, I don't know if it was real fear or resentful despair - she was powerless to resist, unable to scream, and unable to fight for her life and death.

Lu Zhongsi is a loser with no longevity, Lu Wanyu is a submissive eldest lady, they have no power and no power in Shengjing City, and no one can afford it, what Ming Yi said is not wrong, if Lu Yiyu dies in the Wei Mansion at this moment, no one in the Lu family will be able to seek justice.

And the Wei Mansion will only slowly fall silent, and then, die.

Lu Yixuan couldn't break free from King Jin's clamps because of weakness and lack of oxygen, and the tingling pain in her chest made her have to hold the back of the man's hand holding her neck, and her nails scratched blood marks on it, but it didn't help at all, on the contrary, she became more and more difficult to breathe.

Even my mind was suffocating into a blank space.

Phew-

The flower pot on the windowsill fell suddenly, and the sound was crisp like the groan of the dagger in his arms, which made King Jin stunned, and the strength in his hand suddenly spread half a point to give Lu Yixuan a chance to breathe, and a delicate cat voice came from the window.

Meow.

Sweet and greasy, it seems to be just dozing in this early summer afternoon.

Ming Yan was drenched in cold sweat behind him, he threw off Lu Yixuan as if he had dropped a rag and chased out of the door, but he didn't see the shadow of the so-called cat, he saw the sun shining through his robe and fell a long shadow behind him, he paused and turned his head, Lu Yixuan sat half-dead on the ground, half of his clothes had been soaked in blood, and the gauze-wrapped wound was hideous like the blood mouth of a fierce beast, and the flesh and blood were churning.

Ming Yan swallowed the saliva in his mouth fiercely.

Just a few more moments, no, the next moment, this little girl who came back from the ghost gate should have died in her own hands.

But now, as soon as the anger stopped, she could no longer get off this killer, and the impulsive blood in her brain suddenly woke up the consciousness of King Jin, and she almost got into trouble because of her wild words and confrontation.

"Deputy Envoy Lu is not lightly injured, His Majesty has a will, and he is concerned about recuperating in the Guogong Mansion, and there is no need to worry about other affairs." Lu Yixuan's sharp teeth will sooner or later become a big problem, and the king of Jin took out the brocade in his sleeve to wipe the blood stains on his hands a little bit, and then brushed his sleeves away.

As soon as the man's front foot stepped out of the Wei Mansion, Lu Wanyu ran into Lu Yiyu's room with no worries, and she was almost distracted, and hurriedly carried the little sister who was paralyzed on the ground and covered in blood back to the bed.

"Ahh You, how did you offend His Royal Highness King Jin?! Lu Wanyu's whole face turned pale, "No, I have to go to Mr. Gu!" ”

Before Lu Wanyu could spread her legs, her hand was grabbed by Lu Yiyu, she didn't have much strength, she grabbed it and took it out of the air, Lu Wanyu understood that she didn't want today's incident to be complicated, she hurriedly returned and moved all the original remaining herbal gauze to the bedside, and while shedding tears, she untied the bloody bandage for Lu Yiyu and re-bandaged it.

Lu Wanyu has been in Shengjing City for many years, and she knows a lot of comments about King Jin, but she doesn't know how her little sister provoked His Royal Highness the Prince, and the people who can't be beaten with these eight poles have all come to the house to kill people and set fires.

"It's okay......" Lu Yixin choked, so painful that his voice changed.

Lu Wanyu looked at her pale and bloodless face and was annoyed and distressed: "You-are you talking too much, the eldest brother said that Ah Yu is always not good at learning, and occasionally pleases and gives a smile, and will - will kill you!" She only thought that her little sister was straightforward and fast-talking, and she didn't want to flatter and please others, and she was angry, so she lost her temper.

Lu Wanyu has no way to take her little sister, she has to admit that she doesn't like Lu Zhonghei's groveling and servile appearance, but she doesn't want Lu Yiyu to get into trouble because of the stubbornness in her bones - people in the officialdom, sometimes dealing is essential, and sometimes welcoming can be alone.

It's really love and hate.

Lu Wanyu was so angry that she beat her chest: "This look is still hard-mouthed, what's fine, I asked Hua Nu to hurry up and prepare medicine, I'm afraid your injury will only get worse, you-" Lu Wanyu couldn't bear to look at the place where the chest had first healed and now there was a ravine, "I shouldn't let you see anyone, you ...... Ahh Ahh Before Lu Wanyu's words were finished, the little girl in her arms had already fainted with her teeth in pain, and Miss Lu San's three souls and seven spirits were almost half scattered.

The flower slave outside heard the shouting, and the basin of water in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

The catastrophe of the Wei Mansion has not yet passed.

King Jin's carriage out of the alley sent all the tiger guards to patrol the camp, Ming Yan went straight to the palace by himself, these days the streets and alleys are full of soldiers, completely because of the assassination of the prince of the East Palace, everyone is in danger, no one dares to know not to report, the road patrol officers and soldiers are also much more than in the past, the people of Shengjing City turn their heads and ears and dare not make a loud noise.

It's just some ignorant and boring people, who sneer at it.

The carriage walked alone in the path of the palace wall, the sticky blood stains on the fingertips had dried up, and the King of Jin lowered his head and could even recall the touch when his fingers pinched into the scalp flesh of Lu Yixing's shoulder, that girl Don't look at her young age, the scheming city is by no means the simplicity you see with your eyes, the clarity and bonfire under those eyes actually make people feel a little palpitating, if it is used by the prince, I am afraid that in the future, it will hinder his road to king Jin step by step-

Fang should have strangled her.

If it weren't for the wild cat—

Shocked by the cold sweat of half of Ming's body, probably now the Duke of Wei is waiting to collect the corpse.

King Jin coughed lightly, but found that the carriage slowly stopped, and the servants outside said hesitantly: "Your Highness......"

"What?" Ming Wei was displeased and lifted the curtain.

The coachman pointed to the red-walled palace in front of the carriage and said, "Here, there is a cat blocking the way." Wherever the carriage turned around, the cat followed, clearly blocking the way.

Ming Yan frowned at a glance, the black cat was lying lazily in the middle of the road, you either retreated the horse and turned back, or ran over it, but Ming Yan recognized that it was not an ordinary palace wall night cat, but a little master in Shengjing City who was more expensive than people.

Six.

King Jin thought about it, jumped out of the carriage, waved his hand to signal the coachman to drive the carriage aside, it was strange to say, as soon as he got out of the car, the cat "slipped away" into the side of the branch road, obviously not stupid, this is - someone is invited.

Sure enough, His Royal Highness the King of Jin turned into the trail, and saw the man with phoenix eyebrows and cultivated eyes, the moon-white robe staggered with the swaying of Zhaozhang feathers, holding the black cat in his arms and leaning over lazily, the glimmer flowing in his eyebrows was charming.

Ming Yan staggered his eyes, Feng Mingxie put aside his lazy and dissolute temperament, this skin is indeed a rare erotic affection of the Ming family's royal family, it is not an exaggeration to say that the man pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with a sea of clouds, and wisps of engraving climbed into his hair bun and sideburns.

"Uncle Xiaohuang." Ming Wei didn't dare to make a mistake.

As soon as Feng Mingxie let go, the sixth man obediently climbed up to his shoulder from his arms, holding his head high, as if it was the only one in the world who could keep up with the gorgeous indulgence person around him: "Where does Your Highness come from?" ”

"I just came back from the school martial arts field." Ming's eyes didn't blink and his heart didn't beat, and his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Feng Mingxi.

"Is there anyone else in the school martial arts field who dares to fight with His Highness?" The blood stains on the fingertips and the scratches on the back of the hand were clearly visible.

His question was fluttering, but it was very unpleasant to fall on Ming Yan's ears, Ming Wei was very clear, Feng Mingxie knew everything about his actions, he was waiting for himself to tell the truth, the more you have to cover up, the more he will chase and fight.

Ming pursed his lips.

"Whose blood?" Feng Mingxie didn't bother to wait for him to figure it out, he only cared about his own questioning, and there was no pressure or tightness in his light and lazy voice.

Mingyi knew that he couldn't hide it.

"Wei Guogong Mansion ......" His words had not completely blurted out, and the ominousness in his heart had not yet covered the struggle on his face, and his back slammed into the palace wall viciously because of the huge force, and his neck was already strangled by the man in front of him.

Feng Mingxie's eyes did not have the slightest chill and anger, and even had the softness of the spring breeze and the moon.

But that palm didn't tell Ming Yan like that, and His Royal Highness King Jin only felt that his breath was suffocated, as if the air in his chest had been plundered.

The man with flowery eyebrows had never been so close at such a distance, and Ming Yan could feel that the breath that Feng Mingxie spit out slightly seemed to be teasing the fragrance of peach blossoms, and it was also a sharp weapon for killing.

"This king has promised anyone, move, her, right?" This is not a question, but a statement, the corners of the man's lips rubbed against Mingyi's ears, and the warm breath fell on his neck, but it was like a cold blade on his neck, and the unkindness and sharpness revealed in the corner of his eyes made Mingyan swallow * can't swallow saliva.

His Royal Highness the King of Jin unconsciously had cold hands and feet, he knew very well that Feng Mingxie was not joking, this little imperial uncle had always laughed and laughed, laughed and scolded, he was the pride of the sky without taboos, one person under ten thousand people, and the colorful feathers were always engraved in his eyes, dazzling and gorgeous, but now-

This kind of splendor is like a thousand knives stabbing straight into Ming's heart.