Unable to hear the anxious shouts of the old butler behind her, Le Zhengyu just walked forward eagerly, the scenery on the side of the road quickly regressed, she flew with her strength, she just wanted to get out of the suffocating palace as soon as possible, and even forgot the horse she had ridden when she came back.

In her mind, she couldn't control the shy appearance of Princess Ning'an, her tears still flowed down uncontrollably, she didn't know why she became like this, so fragile and sensitive, she seemed to be angry and worried all the time.

Le Zhengyu hates herself like this, she would rather stay in the house and not go out, than see the scene of Fang Cai, that is looking for another woman behind her back! Sort of! It's time for you to leave!

Le Zhengyu had a voice in her heart asking her, what was this, she didn't know herself, they had discussed it at the beginning, she thought that the man had made a lot of promises, but there was still such a bloody thing, she reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, beckoned to the blue sky in the north, and decided to say goodbye to the usual.

No matter what the reason, even if she is as strong as Le Zhengyu, she will cry sadly when she is betrayed by her lover, but she is still sensible, and after the sadness, she has to think about her future way out.

"Mother, mother..." Jimo Sulang's small body writhed softly in Le Zhengyu's arms, his chubby little hands gently stroked the corners of Le Zhengyu's eyes, and he was afraid of hurting his mother, so he blew lightly on Le Zhengyu's face.

Steward Wu still couldn't catch up with Le Zhengyu in the end, so he had to go back to the house in a huff, with no kind eyebrows on his face, and even the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were full of worry.

"Princess, where are we going now?" The Dark Guard asked.

"The name of the mountain." Le Zhengyu, who had already figured out what was going on, said seriously.

Several people were stunned for a moment, Fan Li pressed Jimo Sulang's small hand waving wildly, and said in confusion: "Master, isn't it the name of the machine that the old man lived in before his death, and installed the name of the machine with the Qimen Dunjia all over the mountains?" ”

"Exactly, the owner of Jiming Mountain once saved my life, so I guess I will be happy to take us in here!" Le Zhengyu looked at the direction of Jiming Mountain and smiled faintly.

"Master, are we really not going to go back to the palace? If Xiao Shizi wants to take it away together, won't the prince be angry? If there is really no way out, Fan Li still has a house in Beijing, and the area is okay, and it is enough for a few of us.

Master's life is no worse than in the palace, Fan Li personally went to pick a few girls, we can also stay, when does Master want to go back, let's go back. ”

"No need, it's not that there is no way to go, I just don't want to go back to the capital, I have to think about some things during this time, I won't go back to Beijing for the time being, and when the spring starts next year, you go to the Criminal Department as usual to take office, and I can take you and a few of them."

Listening to Le Zhengyu's persistent tone, revealing the resoluteness between the words, the secret guards behind him knelt on the ground together, "My subordinates swear to protect the princess and the little prince to the death!" ”

Le Zhengyu was very moved, when he was in trouble, there were still people who were willing to sacrifice themselves to follow him and protect himself, which really added a little warmth to the world in this winter.

"Get up! Since you are willing to follow me to learn medicine and save people, since you call me Master, I will teach you carefully, so you can follow me from now on! ”

Le Zhengyu returned to the princess with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and the secret guards were extremely excited.

Walking on the path leading to Jiming Mountain, Le Zhengyu inadvertently asked, "What are the names of the five of you?" What should I call you in the future? ”

The five of them glanced at each other, bowed their hands, and spoke in unison: "The subordinates have no names, please give them names from the master!" ”

Fan Li, who was standing on the side, pursed his lips, looking unhappy, only to see that the five people turned around and shouted respectfully to Fan Li, "Senior brother!" ”

Jimo Sulang, who was sitting on the back of the fox and eating a string of sugar gourds, also called out sweetly "Senior Brother", and then giggled...

Straight to the next Le Zhengyu looked very cute, picked him up, pinched the child's delicate and immature face, and said: "You can't call him senior brother, you have to call.. Uncle Shi, yes, it's called Uncle Shi. ”

"Why is Master called Uncle Shi?" Fan Li looked confused, and looked at Le Zhengyu with the other five people.

"Because we are still going to learn from our little teacher! Hehe..."Le Zhengyu smiled heartily.

In the palace, Jimo was full of evil spirits, only wearing a shirt, the outer shirt was casually placed on his shoulders, the silver mask on his face became more and more cold and hard, and a cold white light burst out from his eyes.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the two people standing in front of him, and the smile went straight to his heart, that is, the body of Mo Yu seemed to be frozen, and the sound of continuous cracking sounded between the three of them.

Jiang Wuyuan and Feng Xie's faces were flushed, as if they were in a deep fire, but their trembling lips and trembling legs, as well as their numb and unable to move feet, meant that they were suffering from the freezing cold at the moment.

I thought that when they came back from drinking, the medicinal bath of the prince should be finished, and the prince should also wake up, but before they could sober up and walk into the courtyard door of the study, a red figure rushed towards them, and the profound internal strength forced the two to no way out, and they were a little drunk and instantly sober.

How is it possible, the prince has gone mad! The two of them couldn't defend themselves, as if they were being choked tightly by a pair of big hands, they couldn't breathe, and the blood flow went from slow to stagnant, and just when they were about to suffocate, Mo Yu let go.

The two people who fell heavily on the ground, as soon as their hands were free, immediately clutched their necks tightly, panting greedily, and the hoarse coughing sounds of their lives came and went, and the eyes of Jimo who sat on it were ruthless, and his face was as cold as March ice, just looking at them like that, looking at them in pain and struggling under his feet.

"Do you think that the king, who has lost his wife, will still show mercy to your men! Lift it up! Jimo waved his big hand casually, and regardless of the identities of the two people on the ground, he only called the guards who had been waiting outside for a long time to come in.

The people who came carried a large jar, a very strange but extremely beautiful jar, and they slowly and steadily placed the jar in front of the two who were still gasping for breath, and then quietly retreated.

"Open it up and see if it suits your taste?" Jimo reminded the two embarrassed men on the ground with a good temper.

Jiang Wuyuan, who was pale, subconsciously stretched out his hand, lifted the lid indiscriminately, and looked inside at will, it didn't matter what he saw, a terrible head stretched out of the jar at will, Jiang Wuyuan in a panic was suddenly frightened, his face was frightened, and he hurriedly retreated.

"How's it going? Commander Jiang! This living picture of a femme fatale by this king, is it good? Jimo stared at Jiang Wuyuan in front of him and slowly spoke.