Chapter 138

The sunset melts gold, and the sunset blooms brilliantly red in the sky, but in an instant, the red sun is hidden behind the mountains.

Xia Town, a town with a population of less than 1,000 people, has a main street, less than two meters wide, the carriage is outdated, and pedestrians have avoided the roadside steps, and the carriage can just pass along the edge of the steps.

The car is spacious and comfortable, Qing'er sits cross-legged in the car, drinking tea, and looking at this quaint and simple town through the gap in the car curtain.

The pedestrians on the street had never seen such a large formation, and the stone steps on both sides were full of people, some of whom had heard the news and rushed to see the excitement, and the people in charge of the town had packed up the inn early, and even a number of private houses around the inn were vacated to receive them as a wave of nobles.

The inn is clean and tidy, the wooden tables and chairs, the beds are still strong, but there is less charcoal, and the room looks a little cold. The king of Jin ordered someone to remove some silver charcoal from the car, and the house was instantly warm.

The courtyard is divided into two, the King of Jin occupies half of it, and the opposite is the Uncle Jinghuang. Dark came in with a gloomy face, "Master, those people in the northern kingdom chose to start tonight." Uncle Jing Huang is really a bad star, he has to live here and spare his dream. ”

Uncle Jing Huang chose to live here, King Jin was not surprised at all, when they came, they had already said that they were coming for Princess Jin, although the reason for the treatment was unconvincing, after all, there was a family's plan, "Order, the twelve secret guards must protect the princess from harm." ”

King Jin's martial arts are not weak, but Qing'er is weaker. As long as he doesn't interfere, those people in the northern country still know the proportions, and they will never cross the thunder pool by half a step. With Uncle Jinghuang's arrogance, he will never ask him for help, all he has to do is to close the doors and windows, and just don't participate.

Qing'er slept a little more in the carriage during the day, but at night she was in good spirits and full of energy, she took out the unfinished clothes, and continued to embroider ink bamboo, King Jin stood on the side, so unscrupulously watched, many years ago he had imagined a lot of future days, until this scene appeared in front of him, he still felt a little trance.

At this time, I don't know if it was a coincidence or something, a gust of wind blew through the window, and the lights in the house were blown out. Suddenly it was pitch black, and the moonlight shining through the window paper could only make people see a faint outline.

There was a slight sound in the courtyard, and if it weren't for the fact that the window was open a little bit, Qing'er wouldn't have heard it, and she looked forward curiously, and a flash of sharp blades came straight to the door in front of her.

At the same time, King Jin pulled her into his arms, bounced the blade back with internal force, and shouted: "Look for death." ”

The popping sound of the blade sinking into the body startled the killers below, and then dispersed and headed towards Uncle Jinghuang's room.

The leader turned to King Jin's room and bowed deeply: "We have no intention of offending, and I also invite King Haihan of Jin." ”

The voice is not high, but the person who practices martial arts can take it in his ears.

The courtyard immediately resounded with the sound of the ice blades handing over, one after another, endlessly.

Uncle Jinghuang's people are well-trained, and they are more advanced than the killers in the northern country, and the northern country side is obviously at a disadvantage.

Qing'er fell asleep peacefully in King Jin's arms, and he smiled softly and hugged her tighter.

The killers of the northern kingdom seem to respect him, but they are just trying to prevent him from participating in this because of dissatisfaction, and making these killers suffer from the enemy.

If he was alone, he might fall asleep without care, looking at the little woman in his arms, he quietly listened to the movement on the other side, and did not dare to take it lightly.

If the killer can't complete the mission, he will have to wait for death when he returns. Therefore, they do not hesitate to take advantage of the slightest opportunity, even if they take a few innocent lives.

"Master, the people from the north set the firewood house on fire, and the fire will burn in a while, and it's still too late to leave." Dark One and Dark Two stood guard outside the door.

He gently wrapped Qing'er in a fox fur, crept up, and strode out with Qing'er in his arms, "Go, be careful on the road, don't hurt the princess." "Dogs

"Master, go this way, go out the back door, turn left, and the carriage is waiting over there." King Jin took Qing'er all the way downstairs towards the backyard.

The carriage jolted a few times, and Qing'er had already woken up, accustomed to his embrace, and was too lazy to open her eyes. Dark One replied in a low voice: "Master, someone is lying on the road." ”

"Throw it aside and keep going." King Jin's displeased voice made Dark stick out his tongue.

The profession of forensic doctor has long been cast into Qing'er's calm character, she calmly got up and got out of the carriage. The small white hands felt his pulse, and his breath was unsteady and caused by excessive blood loss. She tried her best to turn the person over, and the two-inch wound on her chest was already purple and black. If you look closely, you can see Sensen's ribs.

"Sting" Qing'er tore off the corners of her skirt, took out the hemostatic drugs and anti-inflammatory drugs she had prepared from her clothes to help him put them on, and ordered Dark One to take the antidote pill to the other party, bandage the wound, and take a clear look at the true face of the person who came by the palace lamp on the carriage: "Master, it is Changyang next to Uncle Jinghuang." ”

The fire in the courtyard became bigger and bigger, King Jin covered his face with frost, and pulled Qing'er back into his arms with his hands, and the elongated shadow of his tall body was like a king who could devour all darkness: "Take him back to the place where we rest, and wait until tomorrow to settle accounts with Uncle Jinghuang." ”

Fix Changyang to the horse's buttocks, everything is ready, get back into the carriage, the environment here is complicated, the horse is very well-behaved, Bai Yu's little hand is on his waist, his cold cheeks are pressed against his strong heartbeat, King Jin's hand is on the top of her head, and the atmosphere in the car is harmonious and warm.

Uncle Jing Huang rolled his wheelchair, the fire ruthlessly devoured everything here, and the guys at the inn didn't care about fighting the fire, crying for his father and mother's escape.

The population of Xia Town is not large, and it is not rich, the inns are all wooden structures, and the winter in the north is full of snow, so in order to prevent dampness and cold, the inn uses weeds to fight against the moisture on the periphery of the wooden planks, which is why the fire is more violent.

Uncle Jinghuang's well-defined face was full of worry and anxiety, and he had received a report before, the number of people sent by the northern kingdom was limited, but Ling Ruizhi ordered someone to open the west door of the inn and carry a box to send it in, and then his people began to be poisoned inexplicably, it was those poisonous insects, "Changying, carpet search, no matter what, you must deal with those poisonous insects, don't hurt Princess Jin." ”

"Don't worry, the slave will do it." He summoned people to find those poisonous insects with torches and hay, they came from Nansheng Kingdom, and they all had ways to deal with these things in their hands, and they didn't notice it for a while, almost implicating the prince, Changying was annoyed in his heart, and secretly wrote down the account of Chenxi Tower.

The sound of dense footsteps is getting closer and closer to this side, and the twelve people are all maintained around the courtyard, and the princess of Jin gave the deworming powder is sprinkled around the courtyard, and the toxins on Changyang's body are from some unknown poisonous insects, just in case, Qing'er still made some precautions against the courtyard.

Changyang's injuries are serious, obviously poisoned, someone deliberately chased and killed here, this has reached the border of the northern country, and after walking a few kilometers, it is about to enter the territory of the Mexican country, and it is best for the northern country to choose this time to start. It seems that the silence of the Three Kingdoms is about to be broken.

She patted King Jin and muttered quietly, "Good, we are not angry, these people are in their own camps, fighting and killing, we are the city gate fire and the pond fish, we are high-spirited, don't manage money, just sleep, if you are sleepy, there is a dark one outside, and they will not make too much trouble." ”

The people who went out to look for it were sparsely returned, but they still didn't see Changyang's figure, Changying Changyang was his own brother, Changying was like an ant on a hot pot, and his heart was restless.

Uncle Jing Huang looked up at the small courtyard a few meters away, and stretched his brows, Princess Jin is safe and sound, the strength of King Jin should not be underestimated, it is good to be able to protect it.

"Lord Wang, there is still no whereabouts of Changyang, is it possible that they have caught Changyang." If he is killed, he can find the body, if Changyang does not return overnight, and he can't explain where he is during this time, he will definitely be excluded by Uncle Jing, this is the rule they have had since they entered the Shenji Camp since they were children, and the slightest suspicion cannot appear in Uncle Jinghuang's guard team.

Uncle Jing Huang turned his wheelchair slowly, facing the dark inn, the hatred of the ashes was born from his heart, if the northern country wants to provoke a war, it depends on whether he has the ability, "Come and not be rude." ”

Changying's resentful eyes were dyed with a thick murderous aura, leaving some of the elite guards Uncle Jinghuang, and the rest disappeared into the night, which was destined to be a sleepless night.

The hair is messy and scattered on the pillow, the delicate collarbones are unobstructed, delicate and lovely, charming and moving, King Jin is the appearance of Qing'er, guarding like this every day, he still feels that it is not enough, he can't wait for a longer time and a longer time, he really prays to God to let them be together for three lives and three lives, Qing'er opened her misty eyes dimly, "What time is it?" Has it stopped over there? ”

He was close to her, four red lips leaned on each other, he kissed the little woman in his arms affectionately, reluctantly let go, Qing'er's red little face was even more charming and moving: "The people in the north failed to succeed, Uncle Jinghuang wants to return a tooth for a tooth, presumably at this time, Mu Qing is very troublesome." ”

"You ancients are like this, obviously the emperor of the northern kingdom is interested in the interests, and the snobbery will make a move on Uncle Jinghuang, they are good, not to mention to deal with the emperor of the northern kingdom, but to hurt innocent people, what if Mu Qing is a princess, she has no intention of harming people, and second, she has no intention of hurting people, so she will attract such a disaster."

"You guys? Although the husband is an ancient man in his eyes, he is not a treacherous and unscrupulous person, you don't need to worry, the king of war will protect Mu Qing thoroughly, you are undoubtedly causing trouble for them in the past at this time, the dark one has already passed, if there is something wrong, he will bring Mu Qing over. Qing'er got up for a moment, then smiled and threw herself back into his arms, wrapping around his waist, extremely relieved.