If that sword hadn't been for Jun Moxiao's desperate twisting of his wrist, the three of them would have been imprisoned for assassinating the prince, and Yan Jue would have lost his life.

At this time, there was already movement outside, after all, when they heard Jintan shouting, everyone would think that His Royal Highness was sick and should not be discouraged, but no one dared to hear Yan Jue's screams.

Wen Zhen suddenly turned his head and left.

Jun Moxiao was stunned.

She looked at the light of the approaching lantern outside, her face was slightly pale, and she suddenly put her sword into the sheath with her backhand, turned around and walked out.

Wen Jintan grabbed her.

"Let go!" Jun Moxiao bowed his head angrily, "I've already run one, why don't you run quickly?" Don't worry, I will bear the trouble I caused, and I won't implicate you. ”

Wen Jintan, who was slightly upturned in the candlelight, seemed to shrink his eyebrows and eyes together because of nervousness, but his hand did not let go at all, and he stammered: "Can't ...... Can't go out...... His Royal Highness will not let you go......"

"That's my business, too."

"Are you really angry and ran away?" Wen Jintan's tone became more fluent, and he said quickly, "She won't run." ”

"Which eye did you see me angry with her and run away?" Jun Moxiao sneered and pointed at himself, "I have eyes to see her run away." ”

After finishing speaking, he shook off Wen Jintan, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he bumped into Wen Zhen who was rushing back, and Jun Moxiao, who had a stiff face, was about to scold, but Wen Zhen had already grabbed her and pushed her into the room, closing the door with his backhand.

"What are you doing?"

"I will naturally bear what I do." Jun Moxiao rolled his eyes, "Why are you coming back?" ”

"I'm back to protect you." Wen Zhen pushed her, "Go, buy me time, I have a way." ”

Jun Moxiao's face turned cloudy for a moment, and his eyebrows flew and his eyes were crooked.

"It's okay, don't be reckless, I'll just make it clear." Jun Moxiao smiled and pinched her cheek, "Don't worry." ”

"Heroes, huh? Sisters are righteous, aren't they? Wen Zhen also smiled and patted her cheek, "I'm here, it's your turn to pretend, come, listen to me, don't move first." ”

Outside the door, footsteps were close at hand, mixed with the sound of inquiries.

Wen Zhen slammed the door shut.

The voice outside suddenly became more and more urgent, and someone shouted: "The people who follow His Highness tonight!" ”

Someone else cried, "In the flowers, it's ...... It's dead! ”

The footsteps approached rapidly, and one person shouted: "Your Highness! Your Highness! "If you stretch out your foot, you will kick in the door.

Suddenly there was a loud shout from inside, louder than him, "Your Royal Highness King Yi, and slow down!" ”

The people outside the house stopped all in unison.

It was as if he was thundered by the sky, and he was cut off on the head.

In an instant, they looked at each other, and everyone saw their frightened blue faces in each other's dark pupils.

Royal secrets, fratricidal cannibalism!

I actually bumped into such a scene tonight, can I still live?!

Everyone was panicked and subconsciously retreated, His Royal Highness was attacked and rushed to the front, but the prince's brother hit the wall again - is this because he didn't die fast enough?

Poor protection may be a capital offense, but once you run into a royal secret, you may not even be able to protect the family. There was a similar thing in the previous dynasty, Emperor Baocheng's prince had a domineering temperament and acted out of line, secretly abducted the sturdy men of Bian Rong to fight naked, regardless of life and death, and was broken by a small eunuch, which led to the impeachment of the ministers, Emperor Baocheng was furious when he knew it, and under his anger, not only the little eunuch was immediately executed, but also the family of the little eunuch, the eunuch in charge of the little eunuch, the palace people who purified the little eunuch, and the people who selected the little eunuch to enter the palace were all killed.

The royal family is unreasonable, thin and humane, and the white bones are everywhere under the deep black soil, and the white bones are twisted and coiled, and the flowers are all evil and evil.

I don't know if the wind is tight or the heart is tight this night, and the heart cavity is so beating that the heart cavity contracts and undulates, and the blood rushes. Everyone didn't dare to move, and their minds fled and fought endlessly, but their legs stuck to the ground.

There seemed to be a fierce battle inside, and there was a thud and a loyal guard hesitated to go around the window to take a look, and the next second a stool whizzed and smashed against the window, and the cracked shards almost pierced his eyes.

Jun Moxiao's voice came impassionedly, "Your Highness, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!" ”

Wen Zhen was shouting, "His Royal Highness King Yi! His Royal Highness King Yi! "The footsteps are hurried, and they seem to be constantly running.

Wen Jintan's cry is the finishing touch in this suffocating chaotic movement.

Jun Moxiao suddenly shouted, "Your Highness has fainted, go and ask for a doctor!" ”

The guards, who didn't know how to be good, turned around and ran, and there were so many people running that they climbed and fell into a ball.

……

in the house.

Jun Moxiao scurried around like a monkey, flying with sword light, cutting off the foot of a chair, throwing a candlestick, and smashing down windows and doors from time to time. The "fierce battle" in a room was all contracted by her alone.

Wen Jintan was crying sincerely.

Wen Zhen ...... Wen Zhen is drawing.

One large and one small two sketch paper, a pencil, she moved quickly, three or two have already typed the coordinates on the big paper, the big paper is a few meters away flat, the small paper is vertical, projection imaging, to determine the main outline line.

Jun Moxiao glanced at it from time to time, and his eyes were more than amazed.

Wen Zhen in addition to shouting a few times from time to time His Royal Highness King Yi, the pot to someone to throw a mouthful, almost almost no look up, she has been learning cooking for 12 years, learning to paint for about the same time, starting from sketching, oil paint, gouache and ink brushes have been learned, of which sketching has been studied for three years, and in the end the best learning is 3D painting, there is an old researcher in the institute, is a technical stream, does not play romance and does not mention realism, he is good at painting these fine things, and Wen Zhen's eyes, born good at capturing light. Understanding the relationship between light and shade and virtual reality, and better deconstructing objects is one of the necessary abilities to draw 3D paintings well.

Wen Zhen once teased Jing Hengbo by drawing a hole under her bed, so that Jing Hengbo habitually jumped out of bed and broke his foot, having a nightmare of falling into a black hole for a week.

Now, she must not only draw well, but also quickly.

The stakes can frighten the low-status guards, but Shi Bai, the head of the Dingwang Mansion, heard that he had come to greet him, and most of the subordinate officials who could be sent to the prince's side to be responsible for teaching and restraining were Confucian scholars of the imperial court, with not low status and different responsibilities, and they would not think about themselves in advance like these low-level guards with insufficient knowledge.

Hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

A slightly old voice panted and said, "Where? Where is it? ”

The tip of the pen rustled when the paper fell, and Jun Moxiao said: "There is still a strand of hair!" ”

The old man then said, "Enter the woman's boudoir in the middle of the night!" What a system! ”

The voice came a few steps closer.

Wen Zhen's face almost lay on the paper, and at first glance it looked like he was drawing a kiss on the paper.

Jun Moxiao, "Eyeballs, eyeballs!" ”

Yan Jue groaned, as if he was about to wake up leisurely, and when he heard Jintan silent, he picked up the bamboo pillow and slashed at the back of his neck.

Jun Moxiao: "......"

Someone hurriedly said: "Oh, Elder Yang, when is this time have you still cared about this, and when you rescue our Highness, you can scold!" ”

Wen Jintan: "Here, here, it's appropriate to post here!" Half light and half dark! ”

Jun Moxiao, "Oh, when I look at this painting, I always think about what to do if I draw my sword and fight!" ”

"Bang."

The door panel hit the wall with a loud bang, and the person who pushed the door used great strength to think that it must be bolted, but as soon as he pushed it, he opened it, and he couldn't help but almost plant a dog to eat.

A pair of hands held Yang Changshi, who was kicking the door, and Wen Zhen said sweetly: "Old master, be careful." ”

Jun Mo Xiaofeng rolled over and pushed Yang Changshi out, "Don't enter, don't enter, be careful of getting hurt!" His Royal Highness King Ding is fine, I'll help him out right away! ”

Jun Moxiao's hand was very strong, the old man staggered back, and with a glance in his busy schedule, he saw that "His Royal Highness King Yi" was standing by the curtain, half of his body was behind the curtain, and a sword in his hand was pointing at him obliquely.

The old man broke out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously retreated, the house was in a mess and couldn't stand at all, he retreated to the door, and the door slammed shut.

The onlookers outside also saw the "His Royal Highness King Yi", and the original half-belief immediately became a real hammer, and he retreated with a hula.

As soon as the door closed, Wen Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and his wrist was already sore, Jun Moxiao leaned on the door panel, let out a long breath, and exclaimed: "I'm tired to death...... Hey, what kind of painting are you drawing, how do you look like a real person, just glanced at it casually, wow, I almost thought that the sword was coming at me! Hey, this person's face is familiar, isn't this just ......?"

She wiped the sweat from her face, pointed at her hand, and then became stupid.

Wen Zhen raised his head, and he was stupid.

What about painting?

The curtain was still floating, and the painting was gone.

And outside the door, Yang Lao, who was pushed out, was born with a reluctant personality, although he saw "His Royal Highness King Yi", and also got the news that King Ding seemed to be fine, but he didn't think that he could forget his duties, and everyone else got out of the way, he couldn't open the door, so he turned to the window, pushed the window open, and said: "His Royal Highness King Yi, what have you done to our Highness!" ”

He pushed, snorting.

The three people in the room raised their heads, and when they heard Jintan, they almost screamed, and Wen Zhen covered their mouths.

Draw!

The painting suddenly appeared above the window, and as soon as Lao Yang pushed the window, the drawing paper touched the tip of his nose.

Lao Yang only felt that there was something white floating on his forehead, and subconsciously looked up, Wen Zhen suddenly pounced and shouted: "This old gentleman, you have pulled my underwear!" ”

The old master, who followed the rules, was so shocked that he immediately withdrew his hand and closed the window. Slam the window shut before standing there stupid - it's still three feet away, can you pull the underwear?

He stood for a while, thinking carefully about what had just happened, and the more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became, and his face slowly sank.

After a while, he shouted: "Come on, surround this house, send a group of good hands, and enter the door directly!" ”

One of the guards leader was stunned and said, "His Royal Highness King Yi is inside, this ...... Let's wait for a few girls to help His Royal Highness King Ding out, and His Highness is okay with that voice......"

Is the old hair crazy?

Even if His Royal Highness King Ding is awake, he is not necessarily willing to provoke His Royal Highness King Yi, so why embarrass them.

"Go!"

There was a noise of footsteps outside, and Wen Zhen smiled bitterly - it was a failure.

It was too late for her to slam over, and with a bang, the door was slammed open.

In the smoke and dust, Wen Zhen closed his eyes and shouted, "Brother, I was wrong, draw a picture for you!" ”

Yang Changshi saw at a glance that there was no one in the house, and he was furious, "Bring it to me-"

"One pair is not enough." A voice said suddenly.

Yang Changshi's mouth opened wide and slammed suddenly, and he didn't know for a while whether it was better to open it wider or close it quickly?

"How many do you want!" Wen Zhen picked it up quickly, "Horizontal, vertical, floating, crawling, lying naked, you can paint whatever you want!" ”

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Friendly reminder,Please have a particularly good memory.,Friends who have read the first three books.,Don't compare too much detail with this one.。 There is no other reason, as a woman who has had a child, the first three books have spanned seven or eight years of dementia, amnesia, and brainfall, I really can't remember so many pits buried in the first three books, and I don't have time to look back and turn them over one by one, and secondly, those pits are likely to be written when I didn't think much about it, there may be contradictions, and it is possible that it is not realistic to think about it perfectly now, so what I can do at present is to echo the big plot as much as possible, and don't pick out the small details, and it is best for everyone to see it as a completely independent story. Otherwise, every time I see the old pit digging in the comment area, I sweat, and I will ask three times in a row: What is this, where is this, when did I write this......