"Do you really want to see me clearly?"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Jinchun's eyes narrowed, and then he laughed.

Then she lifted her chin and said, "Yes, come here, get down on your knees!" ”

The mouth was commanding, but the body was retreating sharply, shouting: "Take it!" ”

A ghostly figure flashed behind her.

There was a "bang", and her back was crashing into the man's arms.

Wen Jinchun was shocked and was about to scream, but he was already strangled by the man's throat, Wen Jinchun smashed his elbow back, and a sharp blade popped out under his elbow!

This one was swift and sinister, but at this time Wen Zhen had already arrived, pinched her elbow with one hand, stabbed down, and heard a scream from Jinchun, and the blade stabbed into her thigh.

The moment Wen Zhen took over Wen Jinchun, the figure disappeared in a flash, and it was perfectly handed over.

That's the cold warbler.

In the next moment, Wen Zhen had already changed his position, and when he arrived behind Wen Jinchun, he held her hostage.

After several years of polishing, the cooperation between her and Leng Ying has been perfect, but in the blink of an eye, Wen Jinchun has already fallen into her hands, and the person arranged by Wen Jinchun has just flashed his figure.

Many people, indeed enough to keep her, but have been useless.

Wen Zhen clamped Wen Jinchun tightly, grabbed her elbow with one hand, used his fingers forcefully, removed the sharp blade, and said with a smile: "Did you see it clearly this time?" ”

Wen Jinchun screamed: "Let go of me!" Holding the princess hostage is a capital offense! Wen Zhen, you're looking for death—"

The cold light flashed, and the blood splashed on the ground, and a miserable cry almost broke the throat.

Wen Jinchun trembled, and blood gushed from his wrists.

Wen Zhen was surprised: "Oh, what are you struggling with, you see, this carelessness has wiped off your tendons!" ”

Concubine De stood straight, looking at the blood on the ground, thinking about the blood gushing from Yan Sui's wrist in the iron prison that day.

Suddenly Gege smiled.

Yan Sui.

Happy not?

Your daughter-in-law has indeed avenged you.

As soon as she heard me say the word embarrassed, she knew that this slut was in trouble. Then the slut was out of luck.

Assassination of history for revenge, it's too late.

She was in a good mood, laughing, and went back to sit down.

There's no need for her to do the rest of the matter.

Yan Sui has a wife like this, which is his blessing.

She narrowed her eyes with a hint of envy in her eyes.

While envious, he said in surprise: "Oh, who is this!" Why did you suddenly appear here? ”

Wen Jinchun was so angry that he cried and vomited a mouthful of blood.

At this time, outside the Shang Palace, there were already countless footsteps sounding in a hurry.

……

In the prisoner car, "Wen Zhen" straightened his body and stared at the hanging figure without blinking.

Suddenly, he said loudly: "Your Highness." It has been several years since Tianjing was separated. We can't hear from each other. Wen Zhen didn't know what His Highness was doing or thinking. But Wen Zhen knew that His Royal Highness had a noble heart, and he had always admired the first emperor, and he was definitely not the one who killed the king and killed his father. ”

The people were in an uproar.

What does that mean!

Is it to rob prisoners?

The Ministry of Rites officials and the standard-bearers nervous and approached the prisoner cart.

"Wen Zhen" said again: "It's just a white cloud and a dog, and the world is changeable." Wen Zhen didn't dare to say anything about this world. Now he has invited himself to become a prisoner and traveled thousands of miles to Beijing, in order to drive Chen Xin's deeds in front of His Majesty. In order to distinguish the truth of this murder of the king, what is true or false. ”

Her voice suddenly turned sharper, "If this is true." Then you and I will cut off the righteousness, and Wen Zhen will personally slash His Royal Highness, and I will be loyal to the righteousness of the king! ”

The people slammed on the ground, and then suddenly praised it.

“…… If this is false. Jun is framed and slandered by others, and Wen Zhen will also be the culprit, and the whole self and the gentleman are righteous! ”

There was silence again, and then there was another roar of praise.

In a few words, I saw that I was iron-blooded.

The history of the legendary female thorn lives up to the legend.

After Wen Zhen finished speaking, he bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness, wait for me!" He rose up resolutely and said, "Go!" ”

The people abruptly moved out of the way, their eyes respectful.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were forced by this momentum and had to follow behind, their palms full of sweat.

The female stab is ruthless enough.

When the sinner was seen at the city gate, not only did he not enter the trap, but he took advantage of the situation to make a perfect performance.

not only based on the moral high ground, taking advantage of the reason, quietly shouting grievances to Yan Sui, and self-justifying without traces, but also transforming the improper position caused by the so-called entanglement of love affairs, which is most easily criticized, into a bright and upright confidant.

It's simply singable, and it can add another ten years to the restaurant and teahouse.

The scene of the city gate was transmitted to Tianjing City like the wind in a moment, and countless people rushed to see the history of the legendary female thorn, and also to see if there were any amazing words that had just written a legendary history of the female thorn?

And Cai Sang has been standing on the wheel, spreading the previous words over and over again to more and more people, causing more and more people to sigh and follow.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites felt more and more bad.

The prisoner car did not go directly to the palace, but circled around Tianjing, almost attracting most of the people of Tianjing. And the new emperor and the imperial court "crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and the rabbit died and the dog cooked".

Although Cai Sang didn't say the last eight words from beginning to end, although the performance in front of the gate of Wenzhen City was also righteous and blameless, the people of Tianjing came to this conclusion.

Where is this embarrassed?

This one is so embarrassing!

I'm afraid that there are still people in Tianjing who don't know that she was escorted to Beijing!

His heart is damned!

His heart can be punished and he can't be blamed, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites were once again so angry that their eyes turned blue with the slippery glass eggs.

Then he suddenly realized that the prisoner cart was no longer circling, and the prisoner cart was parked at the Anding Gate on the south side of the palace with a vigorous crowd.

……

The storm in the Tianjing Imperial City is coming, and if Wen Thorn Shi doesn't make a move, he plans to make a big vote as soon as he makes a move.

Yan Sui took the panda army back to Beijing on the way, but the atmosphere was quite strange.

Yan Sui was seriously injured and could not hurry up, and the arrangements and guards in various places also needed time to regroup, so Chinese did not care about his urging, and resolutely refused to rush back to Tianjing. Naturally, he couldn't catch up with Wen Zhen, who was galloping to Tianjing.

Yan Sui couldn't help it, he was in a coma most of the time, and Chinese said that the third pill was divergent, but the people of the endless sky had not yet arrived, and Chinese had no good way.

When he was asleep, in order to promote the relationship between casually and him, Chinese was also afraid that His Highness would drive casual casual cooking to be undelicious and hanging, so he took casual to serve him in his life, including things like changing medicines. To the surprise of Chinese, at a young age, he is not very afraid of hideous wounds, and his movements are quite skillful. When asked in Chinese, he casually said that his mother knew a little about medical skills, and he had also helped in the medical hall, and he had followed since he was a child, such as simple treatment, wound dressing, and also learned some.

Chinese sighed that this child's mother taught well, this big child, other people's families can not take care of themselves, this not only his own affairs can do anything, but also many big children will not know anything, up to the four books and five classics, down to the miscellaneous jianghu classics, even know a little.

I don't know which direction this child's mother plans to train him, but there is a faint taste that everything is familiar with all industries, to be able to do this, I must have seen it in all walks of life since I was a child, and I am very broad, I really have to go up to the hall and enter the study and get the kitchen, but I am so miscellaneous to learn, it is inevitable to be distracted, this is not to concentrate on the career? What kind of children need to learn so much? So self-reliant at such a young age? Or is it just an experience?

When he thought like this, he only felt a movement in his heart, and some vague thoughts passed by, but he couldn't catch it.

When casually helped change Yan Sui's medicine for the first time, he stared at the wound for a long time, and the Chinese saw that his big eyes were bright, thinking that he was crying, but he didn't cry, just reached out and gently touched the uneven skin, and said softly: "Beautiful uncle at that time, it must have been very painful, right?" Did anyone blow it to him? ”

Chinese said silently, "...... Yes. ”

casually said, "Uncle, you lied." ”

Chinese felt that he couldn't continue, and reluctantly smiled and changed the topic, "Are you scared anyway?" Didn't you say you weren't afraid of wounds? ”

casually said "um", and after a while, he said, "I'm not afraid...... But I don't know why...... I suddenly wanted to cry......"

His big eyes were full of confusion, and he was obviously puzzled by his sudden appearance.

He had indeed seen more terrible wounds, seen people who were dying, and even festered people from afar during the smallpox epidemic.

But there is no such thing as a sour and soft feeling at this moment.

It seems that the pretty and hateful face of the pretty uncle is not so hateful at the moment.

Chinese said softly: "Don't cry. He didn't like it. It's nothing if you're stabbed, it's good to be alive. ”

hummed casually, suddenly leaned down, and exhaled softly at Yan Sui's knife wound that had not yet healed. Looking back at Chinese and laughing: "I fell when I was a child, my mother also gave me this call, she said that it doesn't hurt, hey, how can it not hurt?" Treat me like a three-year-old! ”

Chinese turned his head, for a long time, and said in a thick nasal voice: "You haven't reached the age of three yet, thank you!" ”

Shrugged casually, "So although this is very silly, I still believe it, and I will blow it to my pretty uncle, and you remember to go back and tell him that you will blow it for a tael of silver at a time." ”

Chinese: "...... I think it's more likely that if you blow it once, he will ask you to pay a tael of silver. ”

Casually: "...... Forget it. Whatever. ”

That being said, the Chinese found that every time they helped Yan Sui change the medicine, they would still help him blow it, in casual words: "This is called Hui without cost." ”

The behavior of "benefiting but not costing" was carried out a few times, and one time Yan Sui woke up early and saw a casual person lying on his wrist and blowing.

The boy puffed out his cheeks, blowing so vigorously that the spittle and stars splashed on the scars.

Yan Sui stared at him, his gaze could kill, and he almost casually became cosmic ashes.

But Yan Sui looked at the bulging pink cheeks for a while, and the fly ash became a delicate flower again.

He stared at a hair whirl on the top of his head for a moment, the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

When casually raised his head again, Yan Sui had already closed his eyes again, and casually didn't know what glance he had just now. happily went out with the tray.

After that, the Chinese was deducted because the master said that he was passive and perfunctory.

The Chinese aggrievedly said that they would come by themselves immediately, but the master also said that since you are all passive and slacking off, it can be seen that your heart is not sincere, anyway, you should work instead of work if you eat and drink for nothing, and he will be fine in the future.

The four guards once again looked at casually with hypocritical sympathy, and the fathers picked their teeth and drank together, and said sadly that they were idle.

said sadly that he didn't know if he could stand the toss of His Highness casually.

But somehow, when His Royal Highness was served casually, he was not very tossed, and he ate whatever he wanted, and once he took the wrong meal casually, and took the offal that Yan Sui didn't like to eat, Yan Sui didn't say anything, that is, he suddenly found out in his conscience, and stuffed it with his own hands, oh no, he fed the same person who didn't like to eat offal casually and divided half a bowl. Sometimes the tea inevitably spilled, anyway, no matter how it was spilled, he didn't burn it, and he didn't burn it casually. Sometimes he reads a book, casually writes big characters on the side, the words are naturally ugly like a turtle crawling, Yan Sui pulled it over and didn't say anything, but also looked at it a few more times, casually looked at him seriously, so he had a cheap seizure, smiled and asked how he wrote? If there is a good one, please circle it and praise the boy. Yan Sui really circled it - except for one "one", the rest were all circled.

casually is smiling in his heart, this person has a good face, and his tasting ability is really not good, the boss's dog-like words, can also choose so many eye-catching words? Then I listened to Yan Sui and said: "Except for this one word, which can be read, the rest can't be counted." I've circled it all for you. There are too many, and the circle is very tiring, so you have to punish you, and practice each of these words that cannot be counted a thousand times until they are like a word. ”

Casually: "...... Stumble. ”

He flattened his mouth to practice words, in fact, he didn't need to practice, he just needed to show his true skills, so he grinded the ink and wrote, sure enough, the words grew rapidly, Yan Sui glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he thought to himself How could the words be so ugly?

But when he saw that he wrote a few words casually, there were suddenly tears in his eyes, Yan Sui frowned, thinking that this child is not squeamish on weekdays, why is he suddenly so hypocritical? I didn't want to ask, but after thinking about it, I said: "Why, a few words broke the handwriting?" ”

casually didn't quarrel with him, and wept: "I miss my mother." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Sui was silent. After a while, he said a little angrily: "It's so dignified, how can you miss your mother?" ”

casually flattened his mouth, "I've always written such words at home, and my mother has never said it!" ”

After all, he is young, and he is naturally good at hiding his emotions, after all, it is the first time he has left home, and he is bound to the side of a stranger, so it is inevitable that he will be a little frightened, and he will vent it at this moment.

Yan Sui blurted out, "Your mother is used to your ......" Halfway through speaking, he knew that he was not, he felt that he had a lot of negative writings, and he could no longer complain about her with confidence, and finally said, "It's not that she doesn't understand your little cunning, it's just that because the world is difficult, I hope you are more cunning and flexible, so you can live longer......"

casually immediately said: "For example, now, apart from me, who else can be wronged and sacrifice himself to feed the tiger!" ”

Yan Sui: ...... What the hell!

casually stopped crying immediately, rolled his eyes, and asked him with great interest: "Beautiful uncle, your tone seems to be very familiar with my mother, do you know my mother?" ”

Yan Sui squinted at him: "What do you think?" What do you think your mother and I should be? ”

casually waved his hand: "What can it matter!" You're my mother's admirer! Listening to my mother's legend growing up, I fell in love with the unattainable her. There are many such people, and half of our prefectures are like this! ”

Yan Sui: ...... What with what!

He picked up the tea, felt a little heart attack, couldn't drink it, put it down again, thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Your mother has a lot of admirers?" Who are they? ”

casually snapped his fingers, "Godfather." Uncle Wang, Uncle Pan Hang, Uncle Mao Zhiyi, Uncle Mao Wancheng, Uncle Bai Lin, Uncle Ji Dian, who died to save me and my mother, ......"

He also didn't quite understand the difference between admiration and reverence, only counting all the men who often went in and out of the Assassin's Mansion, so it was really a car bucket, ten fat fingers were not enough, and he took off his shoes to break his toes and counted, Yan Sui's face became darker and darker the more he listened, and shouted: "Don't take it off!" Smelly feet! ”

casually "oh", and he didn't take it off, wrinkled his nose, thinking that zombies are so stingy, I scolded him before, and I still remember it.

Yan Sui picked up the tea that had been cold and wanted to drink, and squinted at him casually, he knew that this zombie uncle was very particular and keen, and this tea would not be imported as long as the temperature was not right, so he didn't plan to remind him, who knew that he was soon stunned - because Yan Sui really took a sip without any reaction.

casually remembered this current body, but he couldn't drink cold tea, jumped out of bed, grabbed the cup, and said, "The tea is cold, I'll change it." ”

Somehow, the pretty uncle seemed to feel a little better suddenly, and waved his hand to put down the teacup.

I don't dare to tease him casually, I always feel that this person is strange today.

Yan Sui stared at his seemingly innocent expression for a while, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked masochistically: "Then yourself, which of your mother's admirers do you like the most?" ”

casually said without thinking: "Of course it's a godfather!" ”

As soon as Yan Sui heard the word "godfather", she wanted to drink cold tea again.

Here, every word is an eyesore!

"What about your mother...... Most...... Which one do you prefer? ”

"My mother wants me to respect my godfather, respect every uncle, and remember to burn paper for Uncle Wang every year. My godfather said the same thing to me, he always said that my mother is my mother, and she is the best person in the world for me, and it is difficult for my mother to give birth to me...... Uncle Wang died at that time to save me and my mother......"

Yan Sui suddenly turned his head.

……

When Wen Zhen walked out of the Xiang Palace with Wen Jinchun in his arms, he saw the dotted lights in front of him, and countless guards gathered in this direction like flowing water.

This formation is enough to deal with the army.

Before she stepped out of the threshold, she glanced back at Concubine De, who was sitting in a chair with her lips squirming and her mouth as if to say, "I'm sorry."

What's sorry?

Wen Zhen didn't have time to think about it.

She also ignored the crowd that gathered, the King of Yong, the King of Sikong County, and their men who hurried in. Xinjun also came, surrounded by three layers in the crowd, standing far away, looking at his face blurred.

Wen Zhen laughed in his heart, and sure enough, he was still the same virtue as before.

The other side is shouting, persuading, reproaching, and puzzled. King Yong was surprised when she would return to Beijing, why didn't she enter the palace to officially meet her, Sikong Qun scolded her for not being subservient, and dared to hold the imperial concubine hostage, and the new monarch asked her to take care of her sisterhood from afar, let go of the pure concubine, what kind of complaint, although she said it. Why should you be so resolute, you must know that holding the royal family hostage is a great crime of rebellion, and you will go to heaven.

Wen Zhen smiled, ignored it, and dragged Wen Jinchun all the way to the west side of the palace, blood flowing all the way.

Everyone had to follow, until they saw the iron black eaves corner of the iron prison, King Yong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "Lord Wen, do you want to exchange the life of the pure concubine for Yan Sui's life?" ”

Wen Zhen smiled: "Your Highness is still smart." How is it? ”

King Yong smiled in a low voice and shook his head, Sikong Qun had already said violently: "You are dreaming!" How can a woman exchange for a murderer and a sinner! ”

Wen Jinchun's face was miserable.

Wen Zhen looked at her with a smile.

Every time Junzi encounters such a blow, she likes to see it.

Wen Jinchun sobbed and looked at the emperor again, his eyes were sad, and the angle of turning his face sideways was also amazing, even Wen Zhen thought of the bleak red face that belonged to the end of the beauty.

However, the emperor didn't seem to think of it, he still stood far away, shouting from afar, "Concubine Chun, don't worry", and I don't know whether she wants to be relieved to save her, or if she is relieved to die.

It was King Yong, who still had a little pity for the jade land, looked at her a few more times, and said to Wen Zhen: "Wen Thorn History, why is it so fierce?" You have always been well-mannered and open-minded, but this action has surprised the king very much. ”

Wen Zhen said disappointedly: "Don't you want to change?" ”

At this time, even King Yong was surprised, looked her up and down for a long time, and suddenly began to wonder if someone had ghostwritten the great reputation of this female assassin over the years?

The sound of pedaling and kicking was urgent, and the sound of bows and crossbows was endless, and countless palace guards bent their bows and arrows, surrounding the two of them like a black tide.

King Yong was outside the crowd, sighed, and said, "Wen Thorn History, don't resist stubbornly." It is impossible to change people, after dozens of voices and ten voices of this king, if you don't let go of the pure concubine Niangniang, it's just one more beautiful corpse here...... Think again. ”

The bowstring is full, the cold light is shining, dense, towards Wen Zhen.

The arm of the man holding the bow is like iron, motionless, and there is no possibility of relaxation.

King Yong and the others have already stepped back again to show their determination not to compromise.

The palace guards pursed their lips, their hearts were both nervous and a little trance, there have been frequent major events in the palace recently, and no one can sleep peacefully. Unexpectedly, after His Royal Highness King Yi killed the king, this legendary confidante of His Royal Highness King Yi also broke into the palace to hold the favorite concubine hostage to save people, is this a desperate gamble!

The crowd was silent.

The atmosphere was so tense that it seemed that whoever flicked his finger was about to break.

King Yong slowly raised his hand.

Wen Zhen suddenly said: "Okay, I'll let people go." ”

King Yong's eyes flashed, and he immediately said kindly: "Lord Wen is smart. ”

Wen Zhen pursed his lips and said, "I didn't expect to be able to change people." After all, what is Wen Jinchun? In fact, I just want to see him again, so I can't see him, and getting closer can be regarded as sharing weal and woe. In this case, it is enough to lock me up with him. ”

King Yong said even more admiringly: "Lord Wen's affection for His Royal Highness King Yi moved a certain person. Since you have abandoned everything and made this decision, just to see each other, there is no reason why you can't do it! ”

Sikong Qun was about to say something, but King Yong had already said: "Then please ask Lord Wen to temporarily grieve the prison for a few days, and then make a decision after the division deliberates." ”

Sikong Qun stopped talking.

King Yong looked at Wen Zhen's expression.

Wen Zhen came out of Concubine De, Concubine De let go of Yan Sui, he was very angry about this, and went to talk to the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother said that there are many ghosts in this palace, Yan Sui is a kind of person, for the time being, to keep his life, one to restrain Concubine De, and the other is that maybe the ghost can block it. After all, no matter what the hell, the first thing to be solved is Yan Sui.

King Yong was suspicious, but he was also helpless against the Queen Mother, so he secretly ordered to hunt down Yan Sui.

But why didn't Wen Zhen seem to know that Yan Sui had been rescued?

Concubine De didn't tell her?

Why didn't Concubine De tell her?

King Yong glanced at the direction of the Iron Prison and understood.

Concubine De is unwilling, and she still wants Wen Zhen to save Lin Qing! So he didn't tell Wen Zhen that Yansui had been saved, and wanted to coax Wen Zhen to the prison to save Lin Qing. She must have told Wen Zhen that Yan Sui was in prison.

Then Wen Zhen's goal should be to go to the Heavenly Prison, but she was scheming and deliberately went to the Iron Prison, because she was sure that if she and the others saw her and wanted to get close to the Iron Prison, they would definitely not fulfill her.

King Yong really didn't dare to go to the Iron Prison in full form.

God knows if that iron-eating insect Wen Zhen has? Concubine De can have Wen Zhen, why can't she have it? She is already poisonous, and she has a lot of strange methods.

Once there is an iron-eating worm, the iron prison is like her own backyard in Wen Zhen's place, how can she be locked up?

However, it is a thick earthen wall filled with rice milk, and the prison with dense organs, high walls and deep courtyards, located on the south side of the imperial city, next to it is the camp of the imperial city flag guards, and thousands of flag bearers are guarded, even if they break out of the heavenly prison, it is difficult to fly.

He nodded at the leader of the guards.

Wen Zhen sneered, threw down the dagger with a bang, reached out and touched the back of Wen Jinchun's neck, and then pushed Wen Jinchun hard.

Hearing Jinchun's miserable scream, he fell out of the distance and was grabbed by the emperor and held up.

There was a commotion over there, and an iron net had already covered Wen Zhen, trapping her and unable to move.

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It's so tiring to write.

Roll.

I want a monthly pass.

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