He Zhichun stood behind Cui Jiu, and she wanted to reach out and grab Cui Jiu and tell him not to take revenge.

The one sitting above was the Ninety-Five, who seemed to be having fun with the people, but in fact, there were many personal shadow guards in ambush nearby, and how many Jin Wuwei with knives were wandering around, waiting for an opportunity to move.

If Cui Jiu goes to assassinate King Jin, then it is very likely that he will die without a corpse.

But her hand passed through his body, and she couldn't grasp anything.

This is the emperor, not an old monk who went out to pay tribute alone! The old monk is really very old, but King Jin is still very young.

Cui Jiu seemed to have a feeling, turned around and smiled, "Ah Qiao, don't worry, I'll go back in a while." ”

He Zhichun couldn't hold back any longer, squatted on the ground and cried, she really wanted to go back to Daqing in the future now, where King Wei was fine, Cui Jiu was fine, and she was fine.

She also gave birth to a son named Li Heng to Cui Jiugang.

She thought that she was the worst person who was killed, but the person who died first always took advantage of it, and Cui Jiu was the worst person.

She cried for a while, and when she saw that Cui Jiu had already moved forward, she hurriedly followed.

This year's lanterns are particularly beautiful, Cui Jiuxun touched a big tree, climbed up with a slip, through the canopy, he could see King Jin who was smiling and talking, this was the best position he could find.

It's not that he didn't think about lighting those lanterns and burning King Jin to death in a fire, but there are too many people here, and if you are not careful, it will be a tragedy.

He has no grievances or enmity with these people, and he can't do this ruthlessly.

He thought about it, touched his chest, he felt that his time was running out, he couldn't wait any longer, and he wouldn't be able to go back to accompany Ah Qiao if he waited any longer.

Cui Jiu thought about it, raised the short crossbow arrow in his hand, and shot it at King Jin on the high platform......

Since he was three years old, he has been playing with slingshots, crossbow arrows, and a hundred steps through Yang, not to mention, King Jin is wearing a golden dragon robe, under the background of the light, like a bright lamp, how can he not shoot such a target?

In just a moment, King Jin fell to the ground, and Wu Zhaoyi, who was beside him, shouted loudly: "Someone, there are assassins, hurry up and escort you." In which direction are the assassins! ”

She said, pointing to the big tree where Cui Jiu was squatting.

Cui Jiu was shocked, this woman has such a pair of powerful eyes!

He thought, hurriedly slid down from the tree, glanced at the high platform, and cursed in his heart, King Jin happened to move, this arrow did not hit the vital point, and he could not die.

He was still thinking about making a second move, but by this time the guards had already surrounded him, and there was no chance to kill again.

At this time, it was his best chance to leave, because the people watching the lights were frantically fleeing, and they couldn't stop them.

He Zhichun looked at it, and ran with Cui Jiu in a hurry, but at this time, a little fat child in front of him cried loudly, obviously lost with his family.

The crazy crowd knocked him to the ground, and seeing that he was about to be stepped on, Cui Jiuyi scooped him up.

The child said in surprise: "You are the uncle who gave me the New Year's money." Why are you crying? ”

Cui Jiu's body stiffened, at this time, Wu Zhaoyi on the stage had already shot an arrow with a bow and shot at him, Cui Jiu had a pain in the back, and stuffed the child into the arms of a person next to him, the man was stunned, took the child and ran away.

At this time, all the surrounding guards had already gathered around, and the people had almost run.

Cui Jiu, who was dressed in black and wore a blue-faced fanged mask, stood here and looked particularly eye-catching.

"Who are you? Why assassinate a saint? ”

Cui Jiu didn't speak, he had to go, if someone found out that he was Cui Jiu, then the Cui family would be in a big disaster.

Thinking about it, he pulled out the long sword on his waist, and struggled to fight his way out, He Zhichun was anxious, and now Cui Jiu was more than lucky.

She walked over and wanted to kick those guards for Cui Jiu, but she still passed through people, and it was useless.

At this time, all of a sudden, a burst of smoke blew over, and everyone couldn't help but choke and cough, Cui Jiu was killing, and he felt a heavy arm, and a person dragged him out of the smoke, and after a while, he arrived at a carriage.

The smoke of Shicai made him cry, and he finally opened his eyes to see that it was Li Tian and Du Huaigong sitting in the carriage.

"You guys go down quickly, I can't drag you down."

Du Huaigong patted Cui Jiu's shoulder, "At the intersection, I'll let you go down, you get out of the city quickly, after a while, it's time for martial law, don't say much, take care." ”

Cui Jiu nodded, found a place where no one was, turned over and got out of the carriage, and quickly went out of the city.

He Zhichun looked at him from a distance, his body was dripping with blood and full of injuries, obviously from the previous fight with the guards.

Cui Jiu whistled, and a black horse ran over, he staggered and turned over on the horse, and touched the horse's head, "Take me to find Ah Qiao." ”

As if he understood his words, the horse galloped away in the direction of the Qing River.

There was chaos in Chang'an City, and the imperial doctors in the palace took turns to see the king of Jin, saying that although there was no hit, the king of Jin was already weak, and this time he was even weaker, and it also induced wind disease, arrow wounds are easy to heal, but wind disease is not easy, and I am afraid that the life will not be long in the future.

By the time He Zhichun chased him to Qinghe, Cui Jiu had disappeared, and Mo Zhu was sealing the tomb alone.

On the grave, as early as when He Zhichun was buried, the names of two people had been written, Cui Jingxing and He Zhichun.

Cui Jingxing and He Zhichun.

He Zhichun wiped his tears, stretched out his hand to touch the big characters, closed his eyes, and touched them again.

Touching it, the tombstone softened and warmed.

When she opened her eyes, she was speechless, only to see Cui Jiu sitting next to her, and Li Heng lying on top of her with his bare ass.

Seeing her wake up, Cui Jiule blossomed, "Yunxia is really useless, scared to death, the imperial doctor came in and took a look, nothing happened, you are so tired that you fall asleep, what comes out is dirty blood, and she has already been punished to have a baby with Yuan Kui as soon as possible, don't be surprised." ”

As he spoke, he leaned over shyly, "Hehe, what's the matter, Li Heng's little ass is more slippery than eggs, don't be addicted to it." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and poked Li Heng's little buttocks, Li Heng smashed his mouth, and fell asleep again.

He Zhichun looked at Cui Jiu and couldn't help crying, "Brother Jiu......"

Cui Jiu was a little in a hurry, "Oh, I know that you gave birth to a stinky boy and didn't give birth to a little princess, so I'm angry, but I don't have to cry, I didn't cry!" Li Heng is Li Heng, it's also good. ”

He Zhichun slapped Cui Jiu on the back, "If I die, then what will you do?" ”

Cui Jiu smiled, "You're dead?" If you die, of course, you will marry another beautiful lady and let her touch Li Heng's ass every day! and a concubine with ten rooms and eight rooms...... So you must not die, if you die, the money belongs to someone else, the husband belongs to someone else, and even the son belongs to someone else! ”

He Zhichun twisted Cui Jiuyi.

She knew that Cui Jiu had already given the answer in her previous life.

Jun is born, I am born; If you die, I die.