The crimson blood stained the pale rosy lips with a splash of color.

Yan Ying wiped it off with her fingertips, sat on the trunk of the tree, and looked at her with a smile.

He no longer had the strength to stand up.

He was seriously injured.

But I can't see it from the outside.

Even when he was seriously injured and found himself in the most embarrassing situation, he was able to smile comfortably.

"It's ruthless!" He whispered softly to Si Chen, who walked over, and the tone that seemed to be hateful suddenly made the atmosphere that should be full of hatred suddenly become ambiguous.

Si Chen ignored it, she forcibly picked Yan Ying up from the ground, like carrying a little chicken.

Yan Ying didn't have the strength to move, and he didn't want to move, he didn't win against her today, and he couldn't ask for trouble anymore, he was a person who knew the times, and being good at forbearance was his advantage, anyway, she didn't plan to kill him today.

He glanced at the combat weapons he had made and fell all over the ground, and then looked at Si Chen's attendant who was just slightly messy with his sideburns, there was still a big difference between what took more than twenty years to make and what he only took two years to make, although he used a method based on more than twenty years.

It's a pity that all the people in Shengzi Mountain have surrendered to Si Chen, it's a pity that he only thought about escaping from Shengzi Mountain back then, if he had taken over Shengzi Mountain back then, he wouldn't be what he is now.

At that time, I was still too young.

Si Chen tied Yan Ying firmly to the tree, ignoring his miserable cries of pain.

What Si Chen hates the most is his attitude of always wanting to obscure the past, he always thinks that as long as he ignores it, those things that happened will be the same as if they never happened.

She tightened the rope, this time it was really painful, but Yan Ying didn't make a sound.

He lowered his head, looked at her snow-white neck glittering in the moonlight, and suddenly spoke, and asked in a low voice:

"You've been married to him for more than a year, have you ever done it?"

Si Chen didn't answer, and tied the rope into a knot that even pigs couldn't break free.

"I've taught you how to tie the knot." Yan Ying looked at her white jade hands and said softly.

Si Chen's knotted hands paused slightly, did not raise his head, nor did he speak.

Yan Ying stared at her snow-white skin glittering in the moonlit night, her eyelashes curled and slender, like two feather fans.

He suddenly bowed his head to her red lips.

Si Chen took half a step back, glanced at him sharply, slapped him, and slapped him in the face.

This slap was extremely heavy, and half of Yan Ying's face was numb.

Yan Ying laughed out loud, he stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the corner of his broken lips, as if it wasn't enough, he bent his lips and smiled, extremely beautiful.

"Little wildcat." He looked at her and smiled.

So Si Chen slapped the other half of his face.

Yan Ying was still smiling, as if she was satisfied.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the cacophony of soldiers could already be heard.

Si Chen led Si Qian and the others to retreat, leaving Yan Ying who was chained to a tree, two seriously injured attendants, and a tragic corpse.

Yan Ying looked at the person who was leaving freely, spoke, and said with a smile:

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell him you're not dead?"

The other party turned around, and when she turned around, she raised the beautiful hem of her skirt, and she put on a look of great beauty, as if to show off her cleverness, and said triumphantly to him:

"If you say it and let me be caught, I will say to Xiao Run, it was you who killed Emperor Longxi and set fire to the Longevity Palace, because you coveted my beauty and kidnapped me, and you still want to frame me."

Yan Ying's eyebrows were gloomy, and she said coldly:

"Do you think he'll believe it?"

Chenguang put his hands on his cheeks, made a cute expression, and said with a smile:

"Do you think there will be any man in this world who doesn't believe what Chenguang says?"

No, because you look so stupid that you can't even lie, Yan Ying thought coldly in her heart.

Morninglight grimaced at him, turned around, put her arms around Fire Dance's neck, and jumped into Fire Dance's arms.

Fire Dance picked her up.

The group soon disappeared into the night.

"It's changed." Yan Ying said to herself, her expression cold.

Compared with the cunning Chenguang, the straightforward Si Chen is easier to deal with, and compared to being seriously injured, Chenguang's sarcasm with needles is more annoying.

Hearing that Long Xiguo's city patrol soldiers were getting closer and closer, the mysterious power in her broken body flowed, and she barely broke the rope that bound him, but fortunately she didn't have an iron rope.

He walked up to the two seriously injured youths, who were already two worthless wastes.

The sleeves of the robe were flipped, and the two hidden blades shot into the eyebrows of the young man, and the young man was killed on the spot.

Yan Ying clutched her aching chest, turned around, and went in the other direction.

The moonlight stretched his figure long......

The corpse that suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the city was compiled into an unsolved case, and there were traces of a master's fight at the scene, and the person handling the case also understood that since he was a master, it was impossible to be found so easily.

What's more, the current Qi'an is very chaotic because of the sudden death of the former emperor, and cases like this that have not caused a big impact are simply insignificant.

Out of the first month, the second prince Shen Runzun ascended the throne as the new emperor and changed the era name to Guangxi.

Shen Run worked hard during the day, but when he was left alone at night, he was in a trance.

Although he had always aimed for the throne, the sudden arrival of the throne caught him off guard.

He didn't have a plan to force the palace yet, Shen Chong was just cold, he thought he would recover soon, he thought that even if he stepped on the abolished prince and King Jing, with Shen Chong's body, there would be at least ten years before he ascended the throne.

But after a fire, the emperor died, and even the bones were burned.

He always felt that something was wrong, and he had a deep sense of awkwardness in his heart, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

His heart felt like something was choking, and he felt suffocated.

Chenguang was gone, but was she really dead, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that she was dead, and the more time passed, the calmer his heart became, the more he didn't believe it.

But if she hadn't died, where would she go?

She's gone, the big cat is gone, where did that cat go?

He secretly sent people to search along the route to the Feng Ming Kingdom, but there was no harvest yet, and there was no indication that she had returned to the Feng Ming Kingdom.

So, where the hell did she go?

The thought of this made it seem like all his thoughts were pouring into a dead end, and he had a splitting headache.

When he was vaguely irritable, something happened that made him even more irritable.

One night three months after the new emperor ascended the throne, Shen Qi, the king of Jing, led his private army to break out of the city, although Shen Run sent several troops and horses to intercept it, but still failed to intercept it.

Shen Qi returned to the fiefdom and raised troops in Qiannan on the grounds that Shen Run "forged the edict and murdered the emperor", and openly rebelled.

In June of the same year, the deposed crown prince Shen Huai also publicly claimed that Shen Run was a "forged edict", and he had the real edict passed to him by the emperor in his hand, and in July of that year, he established himself as emperor in Jingzhou and sent troops to attack Qi'an.

Long Xiguo entered the era of the "Rebellion of the Three Kings" and began a four-year melee.