Yun Xia wisely did not argue with him.

The boy leaned over and picked her up and walked out of the current, and the soldiers in the distance immediately saw them and hurried to meet them.

They could see at a glance that the dragon robe was actually worn on the girl......

The dragon robe symbolizes the dignity of the Ninety-Five, the majesty of the Son of Heaven, no matter what the circumstances, it should not be draped on others...... But now it was covered by the girl, enveloping her whole body.

His Majesty only had a snow-white shirt on his body, and his slender figure stood to the side, the snow coat was still dripping with water, his glass-like eyes swept over, and he glanced at the soldiers casually, and his tone was soft, with a hint of danger: "You guys, what are you looking at?" ”

The soldiers hurriedly bowed their heads.

Although I don't know what His Majesty is angry about...... But give them ten dares, and they will not dare to disobey Your Majesty's will.

At the same time, some soldiers hurriedly reported to Fu Zisheng: "General, Your Majesty has found it." ”

When Fu Zisheng heard this, he rushed over.

As soon as he got off the horse, he naturally saw the dragon robe on the girl's body, and was suddenly startled, stretched out his hand and took off his coat while walking, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the dragon robe is a symbol of the Son of Heaven, and besides, it is windy at night, this girl can wear the clothes of the last general......"

As soon as the words were finished.

The emperor's beautiful eyes narrowed, and the moonlight reflected in the dark eyes, black and white, as if dyed with cold snow.

Yun Xia was wrapped in a dragon robe, glanced at the young man next to him, and knew that he was angry again. In order to prevent the tragic situation of blood splashing on the spot, she reached out and pulled the corner of the young man's clothes, and said expressionlessly: "Forget it...... He cares about the dragon robe, not me. ”

The coldness in the young man's eyes did not ease at all, he looked down at her coldly, his face was strained, he used the words he had just learned, his slender fingers held her wrists tightly, his thin lips were as red as blood, and his tone was not good: "I don't care, I am jealous." ”

“……”

In front of so many people, Yun Xia couldn't kiss and hug him anymore to comfort him, so he had to sigh, tiptoe to the young man's ear, his lips were close to the tip of the white ear, and said calmly: "Don't worry about him...... I'll kiss you when I go back, okay. ”

After speaking.

The Great Demon King suddenly felt sad in his heart.

Wipe...... She actually wanted to use this method to coax her little brother to be obedient.

However, it actually works.

The young emperor was slightly stunned, the fierce and gloomy killing intent in his eyes dissipated a little, and he stared at her coldly, a little disbelieving, and confirmed: "Really? ”

After getting the girl's nod, he pursed his lips, glanced at Fu Zisheng, obediently did not continue to look for trouble, just sneered: "Okay, count your fate." ”

Fu Zisheng: "......"

He looked confused and didn't hear the two of them clearly.

But His Majesty didn't mean to take away the dragon robe, so he had to take back his coat, let people bring the horses, and respectfully reported: "The killer has been controlled, Your Majesty, we have also captured the live mouth, and we will definitely ask the person who instructed us to arrest it as soon as possible." ”

…

Not far behind the bushes.

Song Derou's face was full of resentment.

Her husband in her previous life, the man in her present life, all gathered around another girl.

His Majesty's dragon robe was worn on the girl's body, and the husband of his previous life, after dismounting, the first thing he did was to untie his coat and want to hand it over.

The dragon robe is a symbol of the Son of Heaven, even in special circumstances, it should not be easily worn by others.

And Fu Zisheng cares about others like this, which makes Song Derou also not a taste.

After all, they used to be husband and wife.

Fu Zisheng...... Although he is not as good as His Majesty, he is also a very good person.

He should also revolve around himself in this life, so as not to waste the fate of husband and wife in his previous life.

Song Derou gritted her teeth, sneered, reached out and took out an arrow from the quiver, pulled up the bowstring, and squinted her eyes at Yun Xia from afar.

It's all this person.

As long as she's dead.

It just so happened that there was an ambush killer in the forest, she just had to kill Yun Xia, and then scratch the scars on her body with a stone, and said in a panic that the killer had escaped...... No one will doubt the noble concubine of the dynasty.

But......

Song Derou hesitated.

If you shoot arrows directly at Yun Xia, you may be suspicious. Because it is impossible for the killer to manage Yunxia, the target of the killer will only be His Majesty.

Song Derou narrowed her eyes, and the tip of the arrow shifted slightly, aiming at the emperor.

This arrow is aimed at His Majesty.

If Yun Xia pounced on it, it would hit her right away.

If she doesn't stand in the way......

It can also be just for His Majesty to see her superficial and hypocritical feelings.

Song Derou's goal was not to kill the emperor, so the tip of the arrow was only aimed at the side of the shoulder.

She sneered and let go of the arrow, and then immediately put the bow and arrow into the quiver, and hung blood marks on the horse, and the frightened horse immediately galloped into the distance, while she picked up the stone from the ground and stabbed her arm so hard that it was bloody.

The more ruthless, the less suspicious it is.

Song Derou was so painful that cold sweat immediately broke out all over her body, and her lips turned white.

She got up and looked that way.

It had long been a mess, and the soldiers quickly drew their swords and hurried in her direction.

Song Derou walked out with a pale face, and said in a trembling voice: "Help......"

…

The arrows burst through the air, so fast that everyone couldn't react.

Only Yun Xia, who was close at hand, reacted.

She didn't think about it at all, so she opened her robe to block it, and the young man was caught off guard by her, and took a step back in a daze, and the arrow that broke through the air was reflected in the beautiful pupils of the glass.

The Yunxia Demon King's reaction was faster than ordinary people, and after blocking it, there was still time to mobilize the power of the Demon King to change the trajectory of the arrows.

However, when she mobilized the power of the demon king, there was a "ding" sound in her mind, and a transparent light blue panel popped up in front of her, with a big cross on it, prompting:

[The power of the demon king cannot be applied to the ability of the small world]

Yunxia: ???

Didn't you say it earlier?

No matter how you dodge at this time, it is impossible to dodge, Yun Xia clearly heard the sound of arrows, as if it was close to his ears, and his body could clearly feel the coldness, as if the blood in his whole body was solidified.

Although she is a demon king, she is actually most afraid of pain.