Since it has deviated from the original route, there must be no post station to live in. Everyone set up camp on a flat ground, with the main camp in the center as the center, and there were people who took turns guarding and patrolling half a mile in diameter, and the forest was like a magic circle.

Wen Xin came to inspect this time, and the troops he brought were not much, plus he fought with the assassin today, and added a few more wounded, if the situation continued to be so bad, whether he could get to Qingzhou safely was probably a problem, so the officers and soldiers at night did not dare to slack off for a moment.

There is a simple set of tables and chairs in the makeshift tent, and everyone sits around a table. Qiu Yu spread the map flat on the table, his fingertips slowly swiped to the north-east of the map, and looked at Wen Lingjun with some difficulty.

The warm yellow candlelight reflected on Wen Lingjun's inky eyes, flickering and disappearing like a pool of silent stagnant water.

"There are two ways to fight."

Qiu Yu: "What do you mean?" ”

A long, white finger landed somewhere on the map, and the neatly trimmed nails looked particularly moist in the light of the lamp—it seemed to be a scholar's hand, but the green tendons and bony knuckles on the back of the hand seemed to reveal some force to be reckoned with.

Wen Lingjun's eyelashes drooped slightly, and a faint shadow fell on his heavy eyes: "There is a village here, called Ping'an Village, adjacent to the official road, early tomorrow morning, you take Wen Xin and them to go first, wait for me here." ”

"Shall we go first?" Wen Xin looked at Wen Lingjun puzzled, "What about you, uncle?" ”

Wen Lingjun did not hesitate, and his tone was flat as if he was talking about what to eat tonight: "This king is broken." ”

"No!"

Wen Xin and Qiu Yu spoke in unison.

Wen Lingjun slowly raised his eyes and gave them a look of his own experience.

Wen Xin and Qiu Yu know that he has always been like this, full of fearlessness, to put it nicely, it is called fearless, and if it is unpleasant, it is impossible to live, if it is urgent, it is to meet the gods and kill the gods and the Buddhas, and throw the rules of the ancestors and the morality of the old master to the clouds-the theory of seeking power and usurping the throne is so well-known.

The people were speechless for a while, and those who had nothing dared to speak.

Fang Jinsheng looked at this, looked at that, and rubbed his neck, "Is it arranged?" Can I go back to sleep? ”

Liu Chaochao was shocked when he heard it: What a death-seeking sentence this is?!

But somehow, since Wen Lingjun had just lectured her a few words, Fang Jinsheng seemed to have suddenly eaten a few bear biles, and even the eyes of the third prince couldn't kill the majesty that rose on her body. After she finished speaking, seeing that no one answered, and she didn't look at Wen Lingjun, she got up and walked out.

Its chic and fearless waist is really the straightest in history.

Liu Chaochao looked at her departing figure, and remembered one thing for no reason: when a person is angry and impulsive, he is often bold and can do things that he usually does not dare to do, and once his anger is gone, he will regret what he did before.

However, although the princess is unreliable and lacks heart, she has not lost her temper with anyone for so long, so who is she messing with now?

A glimmer of dawn pierced the sky, and a new morning fell.

It was difficult to disobey the king's fate, Qiu Yu had no choice but to lead most of the men and horses to lead Wen Xin, Fang Jinsheng and others in front, the carriage was not on the official road, and the road was bumpy and uneven. However, in order to get rid of the unexplained pursuers chasing behind, they had to gallop all the way, and the four people in the car were turned upside down, like pins and needles.

Even after taking Qingmu's pill to relieve nausea and headache, Fang Jinsheng still rolled his eyes, as if he might faint at any time.

I don't know how long it took, but the speed of the carriage seemed to have stabilized, and the road surface had smoothed out a bit. Liu Chaochao saw that Fang Jinsheng's face was pale and did not speak, and hurriedly poured some water for her, patting her on the back, and asked Qiu Yu outside the car: "Can you stop and rest for a while, I've been running all morning!" ”

Qiu Yu, who was on horseback, heard this, looked around, and raised his voice: "Stop!" ”

After the carriage stopped, he turned his horse's head and rushed to the side of the car, and lifted the curtain: "Your Royal Highness, Princess, get out of the car and rest for a while before hurrying." ”

Everyone started to set off before dawn, and they didn't rest for a moment halfway, Fang Jinsheng, who was almost prostration, heard this, and even lost the strength to be excited, held back his nausea, waved his hand weakly and said, "You guys go down, I want to lie down for a while." ”

Liu Chaochao and Qingmu got out of the car, Wen Xin didn't seem to be at ease, and didn't get out of the car, holding Liu Chaochao's fan to gently fan the wind for her, and her white and tender little face was full of worry and unease.

Of course, Fang Jinsheng knew who he was worried about, and waved his hand at him weakly, "Don't worry, your uncle's person will only make others suffer, and it is impossible for him to be fine." ”

Wen Xin glanced at her silently and muttered in a low voice, "Auntie, did you quarrel with your uncle?" ”

"Huh?"

Fang Jinsheng seemed to have heard a cold joke, and sneered strangely, "Child, do you know what a quarrel is?" ”

Wen Xin was stunned by her question, not understanding what else could not be explained by this simple act and words.

Fang Jinsheng: "Quarrel is the interaction between two people, whether it is quarrel or scolding, at least it is based on a reciprocal relationship, at the same level, you say a word to me, this is called a quarrel." But what about your noble and glamorous uncle? He was the only one who said my part, so how could I be qualified to quarrel with him? ”

After Wen Xin listened, he paused the movements of his hand and said incomprehensibly: "Do you think that your uncle is unfair to you?" ”

Fang Jinsheng asked rhetorically: "Has he been fair to me?" ”

Wen Xin lowered his head and was silent.

Fang Jinsheng's mouth was full of sour water, and he didn't bother to continue to talk to him about Wen Lingjun, his eyebrows were almost locked into nine links of waterways, and he said uncomfortably:

"Please, help me, I think...... Wow-"

Before he finished speaking, with the neighing of the horses outside the car, the carriage shook violently, and Fang Jinsheng and Wen Xin in the car spun around for a while, and when they reacted again, the familiar bumpy feeling suddenly returned, and the carriage began to run again at some point.

Fang Jinsheng scolded secretly, and went to pull the curtain angrily: "What are you doing!" Liu Chaochao hasn't ...... them yet."

The sight of the driverless car in front of her fell into her sight, interrupting her unfinished words.

"it!"

This was the first time in a long time that Fang Jinsheng scolded happily, she sat back in the car, and the curtain fell, blocking the shocking perspective.

Wen Xin got up from the ground and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Jinsheng glanced at him, and was thinking about whether to tell him, Wen Xin had already opened the curtain quickly.

"This ......"

Wen Xin looked at the endless and empty road in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

The horse, as if frightened by something, galloped all the way, and without anyone driving, ran on a rampage, and soon strayed from the road and burrowed into the forest.

Fang Jinsheng pulled the curtain on the car window and glanced at the back of the car, only to see that in the distance, where they had originally parked, two groups of people had already fought, and behind their carriage, there were several black-clothed assassins riding tall horses, the wide-backed broadswords in their hands refracted a dazzling cold light in the sunlight, as the light and shadow alternated, as if they were evolving life and death.

It seems that the horse was frightened, so it ran on its own.

Fang Jinsheng sat on the ground in a daze, his hands and feet instantly became cold, and his mind was blank.

In a trance, a few faint shouts came, but it seemed that outside the cloudy sky, she wanted to tap her eardrums weakly, but it was isolated in another time and space.

Her wrists tightened suddenly.

"Aunt Jinsheng!"

This sound was real, and it penetrated into the cranial cavity.

Only then did Fang Jinsheng realize that Wen Xin actually held the reins in his hand and controlled the horse unskillfully. But he had only learned a few tricks from Wen Lingjun, and he had never done this kind of rough work, but at this moment, his delicate palms had been ground red, and they were hot and spicy for a while.

The novice Wen Xin lived up to expectations and drove the car into the dense woods, bumps and bumps along the way, the life of the car was about to run out, Fang Jinsheng knew that if it continued like this, he was afraid that the car would be destroyed and killed, so he hurriedly glanced at the pursuers behind him, and saw that he was still a certain distance away from him, and suddenly he didn't know where he got the strength, hugged Wen Xin in front of him, and the two rolled down from the car together.

The jungle was dense and full of grass and thorns, and after the two of them rolled into the grass, they happened to be covered by dense weeds. The carriage was still moving forward, the horses were running without stopping, the trees were dense, and the carriage made a violent crashing sound.

Fang Jinsheng originally thought that the carriage could temporarily deceive the attention of these assassins, but the carriage that ran out only walked a distance of more than ten meters, and the carriage overturned on its back, and even the horse that seemed to have been knocked down was calm.

After the man in black rushed forward to check that there was no one, he immediately turned around.

Fang Jinsheng hugged Wen Xin's shoulders and squatted behind the grass, gritting his teeth desperately, the abrasions on his hands and face were temporarily unconscious, and the only thing he felt was the swollen and trembling calves and stomach, and the sound of a terrible heartbeat.

There was no wind in the woods, but it was shaded, and it was surprisingly quiet. The men in black also seemed to sense something, dismounted, and pressed towards this side step by step.

Fang Jinsheng was almost forced to faint by his violent heartbeat, but it would be good if she could faint, but at this time she was more awake than before, so she had to lower her head and force herself not to look or listen.

Wen Xin in his arms suddenly moved, and said to her in a faint breath: "Auntie, run." ”

Fang Jinsheng couldn't think of how to answer for a while, but by the time she figured out how to answer, Wen Xin had already stood up and ran in the other direction.

At this time, Fang Jinsheng was still thinking in his heart: How to run?

Wen Xin had already told her with his actions - as soon as he appeared, the men in black chased after him, and after a while, there was no one in the chase, and no one noticed that there was another person hiding in the grass.

Looking at the direction in which Wen Xin disappeared, Fang Jinsheng suddenly lost his strength and sat down on the ground, his heart was like a big drum, and the drum sounded like thunder, which shook her for a while.

A voice was asking her repeatedly: What have you done? Why wasn't you the one who ran out to lure the killer away?

There are no road signs on the wilderness road in this year, but Fang Jinsheng actually temporarily abandoned the identity of a senior road idiot and successfully ran back to Qiu Yu's resting place.

The fighting here is over, and no one is idle at the scene of moving corpses, looking for people, and bandaging them. Obviously, Qiu Yu was also anxious about the whereabouts of Fang Jinsheng and Wen Xin, and was looking for someone everywhere with a sword.

Fang Jinsheng ran back in one breath, almost collapsed, the weather was hot, his throat suddenly smoked, and he couldn't shout if he wanted to. Fortunately, Liu Chaochao's eyes were sharp and he found her in time.

"Master!"

Liu Chaochao quickly ran over to hold her arm, Qiu Yu also rushed over when he heard the sound, and when he saw that only Fang Jinsheng was himself, he hurriedly asked, "What about His Royal Highness?" ”

Fang Jinsheng felt a fishy sweet taste in her throat, and she kicked a few times:

"Go and save Wenxin...... He ......"

Before the word "he" was anything, Qiu Yu had already pulled the reins of a horse casually, immediately got on the horse, and chased in the direction where Fang Jinsheng was running.

"Fang Jinsheng!"

A few steps away, Wen Lingjun's angry eyes were almost scorching with fire, approaching Fang Jinsheng, as if he might burn her at any time.