Chapter 350: Jiangshan has always been surnamed Jun
Ling Zihan was clear-minded, and after listening to Chu Qing's words, he peed his pants straight. Until now, the sparks around him were reflected in his eyes, he was scared, and tears and snot flowed down together: "Don't, don't, Chu Qing, listen to me, it's all Qin Yan'er's fault!" She seduced me, she seduced me! β
"You believe me, you believe me, I really don't want to marry you. Yes, she lied to me, she lied to me about my flesh and blood! That's why I fell for her. β
"Chu Qing, Chu Divine Doctor, Chu Girl." Ling Zihan was a little broken, and a stream of heat snaked down his pants: "No, no, princess, princess." You're King Chen's wife, aren't you, aren't you? Princess, listen to me, if, if it weren't for the bastard thing that Qin Yan'er did at the beginning, you wouldn't be able to meet King Chen, right? You see, how well you have ended. Look at us again, Qin Yan'er is dead, she is dead.
She's pregnant with a freak! She's crazy, she's mad herself! This resentment has long since disappeared, right? Princess, look at me again, look at me again, look at me now, what is the difference between me and a wasted person? β
Ling Zihan worked hard for a long time, and knelt down with stiff legs: "Please, please let me go, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!" I appeared in front of you, it wasn't my intention, it was her, it was Cai Ruyue who forced me! Yes, it's her! That's her! β
He wrinkled his brows and muttered to himself, suddenly raised his head and said, "I remember, it's her, it's she who feeds me strange things every day when I sleep with me, I must have eaten this strange thing to become such a bastard, so I want to hurt you so much!" Please, princess, please let me go! β
He paused, cried bitterly and said, "Anyway, we are also husband and wife, please .........."
Chu Qing stretched out his hand and pulled out the silver needle that was pierced in his chest, Ling Zihan's body trembled violently, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden. Feeling that his life was passing, he hugged his slightly trembling body in disbelief.
Looking up, seeing the red-clothed woman's eyes without the slightest emotion, Ling Zihan's face suddenly turned hideous: "Slut! You slut! You're going to die! Haha, you think you won? You think you won!? I'm not going to die, I'm ....."
"Help me..... Help me......"
Chu Qing turned around and left, she took out the golden hairpin on her head and threw it away, a green silk fell apart, and a piece of her forehead was missing, which was Yan Shihua who pulled out her hair.
She shuffled and tucked the beads into her undershirt. Outside the house, the blue and black teams were still fighting, and when they saw her come out, those men in black killed the last man in blue, and they came towards Chu Qing.
Chu Qing coughed up a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand, and the poisonous blood splashed on the face of the person, but in an instant, those people in black turned black one by one, and fell to the ground in an instant, dying of anger.
When Chu Qing dragged his body out, he saw Yan Shihua constantly patting the horse with an angry face, but the horse only snorted a little irritably, and didn't have the heart to pull them away quickly.
Yan Shi was angry, she just took two palace maids and a little eunuch who drove a horse to find a hidden direction and escaped, the little eunuch had fallen to death, and the two palace maids didn't know where they ran to.
She had never ridden a horse, so how could she drive a carriage?
Yan Shihua turned her head, and saw Chu Qing walking out slowly, her pupils widened slightly, and then she found that the room behind Chu Qing was already on fire.
Yan Shi's picture changed, staring at Chu Qing who was walking towards him faintly, and pinched the horse rope in his hand. It just so happened that she didn't have a place to vent her anger now, if this Chu Qing came to find death, how could she not be fulfilled?
As soon as Chu Qing arrived in front of her, Yan Shihua rushed towards her with a whip, and suddenly a screaming sound broke through the air, and a sharp arrow hit Yan Shihua's calf at once.
Yan Shihua screamed, and then heard a heavy footstep coming. Chu Qing looked back and saw a group of black-feathered armored soldiers with serious faces running over.
The leader had a bow and arrow in his hand, and when he saw them from afar, the man crept into the basket behind him.
In the distance, a man led by him shouted towards Chu Qing, "Young girl, we are here to save you!" β
Chu Qing pursed his lips, helped Yan Shihua who fell to the ground into the carriage, and then suddenly pulled out a short sword and slammed it across his neck.
The man's face changed slightly, and looking at Chu Qing's movements, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up with a faint smile. The outstretched finger moved slightly, and the archer standing behind him suddenly set up an arrow at great speed, aiming at Chu Qing's faΓ§ade.
Before he could let go of his hand on the arrow, a dark arrow flew out of nowhere, and at once passed through the archer's head, and the red and white object splashed the leading man's face.
The leader was shocked, and at this time, he suddenly heard a neighing sound of horses, and when he turned around, he only came to see the background of Chu Qing driving the carriage away.
The leader's face flashed with a hint of horror, and he waved his hand to chase after him, and several dark arrows shot out again.
The man was furious: "Split into two columns! One column to chase, one column with General Ben to pull out the damn villain! β
Everyone listened to the order and immediately split up, and at the cost of losing a few brothers, a team successfully chased in the direction of Chu Qing's horse.
And the rest of the people hid very cautiously.
Feng'er, who was lying in the dark, squinted her eyes slightly, and sneered: "These people have some skills. β
Suo Nan, who was squatting beside her, wrinkled her brows and said, "Godmother, what should Aunt Qing do?" β
Feng'er's face was not very good-looking, she glanced at the direction Chu Qing left, and the crossbow in her hand. The bow frame was more stable: "That girl shouldn't die." It's all like this, and it can still hold on until we come over. Presumably, it is not difficult to support Jun Qingchen to find out. β
"Godmother," Suo Nan wrinkled his eyebrows and stared at the group of soldiers tightly: "Why didn't you report to Jun Qingchen as soon as possible?" β
Feng'er didn't have a trace of expression on her face, and suddenly said vaguely: "All the news was stopped when it was passed to Jun Qingchen. Suo Nan was slightly stunned.
Feng'er frowned and said, "Jun Qingchen and Qing Yatou, this time, I'm afraid I will suffer a big loss!" β
She followed Jun Siyi's whereabouts, chased all the way to the prince's mansion, and happened to see Jun Yiyou grabbing someone out, but when they came out, suddenly a brave army surrounded her.
Thinking of the Divine Warrior Army seen in front of the inn, Feng'er immediately realized that something was wrong, and after weighing the pros and cons, she withdrew from the Prince's Mansion, and it should be Chu Qing's life that should not be extinguished, so that she saw the scene where Ling Zihan drove the carriage away.
So she called Jun Nan over, followed all the way, and sure enough, she found a strange place, and when she found Chu Qing, she happened to see the scene where the Divine Warriors were about to kill Chu Qing.
"Godmother," Jun Nan looked at the Divine Warriors hiding in the corner, and finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart and said: "Divine Warriors, isn't it only the old lady of the Tang family who can be mobilized?" β
Feng'er squinted her eyes, glanced at the direction in which Chu Qing had disappeared, and suddenly lowered her voice and said, "I also want to know!" β
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In front of the prince's mansion, Jun Yiyou looked at the Black Feather Ling soldiers surrounding him with a slightly cold face, and a carriage was parked behind him, in which lay the unconscious Jun Siyi and Chunniang who were tied hand and foot.
His peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly opened suddenly, only to see that after the layers of generals, Concubine Ji with a solemn face strode over, and where she passed, people automatically got out of the way, Concubine Ji walked in front of her son, looked at him with a cold face and said: "You promised to marry this palace, are you deceiving this palace?" β
Jun Yiyou was silent, and Concubine Ji suddenly chuckled: "No matter what your original intention was, you must marry those four princesses today!" β
Jun Yiyou looked at the woman in front of him who had once favored the harem, and lowered his voice and said, "Forgive my son for being unfilial." β
"Jun Yiyou!" Concubine Ji said angrily: "Don't you know what to do. If you look at the situation in front of you, haven't you understood it? She suddenly threw a dead carrier pigeon in front of him.
Jun Yiyou looked at the black carrier pigeon in front of him, it was a unique carrier pigeon between him and Jun Qingchen, if it weren't for the best archers and people who were extremely familiar with the characteristics of this carrier pigeon, it would be impossible to knock this carrier pigeon down!
And in this world, apart from him and Jun Qingchen, there is only Concubine Ji who has raised this carrier pigeon!
Jun Yiyou's face was dyed with a hint of anger: "Queen Mother! His father has long since died, and his brother has followed his steps, and now it is your grandson who is on the throne! The world of heaven and land, surnamed Jun! β
Concubine Ji's face sank, and she lowered her voice fiercely: "Tianlu, my surname is Jun!" β
Jun Yiyou was slightly stunned.
Originally surnamed Jun?
His eyes widened suddenly.
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The old lady who had been knocked out finally woke up faintly.
"Mother, mother, how are you?"
There was a familiar call in the dark and damp air, and finally the old lady in a state of chaos was brought back to a trace of clarity.
The pain in her neck was still there, the old lady snorted twice, stood up from the dry grass, and slowly blinked her eyes, and then slowly adapted to the environment she was in.
She was in the dungeon of their Tang family.
A mocking smile hung on the old lady's face.
Unexpectedly, she calculated and hid all her life, but she did not escape this boxy prison after all.
Tang Yan saw that his old mother had woken up, his complexion was slightly softened, and he said softly: "Mother, how are you?" Is there something wrong? β
"It's okay," the old lady replied in a low voice, through the faint light, she saw the person lying beside Tang Yan clearly, and couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong with Zhe'er?" β
"It's fine." Tang Yan shook his head, his meticulous hair, which he had always combed, was scattered at the moment, looking extremely embarrassed: "Zhe'er was knocked out without resistance, but this dungeon is a cold place after all, and when I woke up, Zhe'er seemed to have been infected with wind cold." β
If it was on weekdays, but now they are in the dungeon, so that every day should not be called the ground is not spiritual, Zhe'er has had a fever since a quarter of an hour ago, Tang Yan is really a little worried.
The old lady's face was very gloomy.