The corners of Di Jinxuan's lips outlined a playful smile, and he did not answer Ji Qingge.

With a cautious person like King Yan, it is unreasonable that there is no guard in this Nuoda mansion. In addition, before King Yan beat the maid, there was not even a light in the house, which made him even more suspicious.

The cold light in his starry eyes flashed away, and he hugged Ji Qingge tightly, as if protecting a priceless treasure. He jumped off the wall and landed firmly on the snow.

His cloak also brought out a lot of wind because of this:

"Whew."

I couldn't experience the fun of him flying with her, but I also felt the excitement of being held by him to brave the difficulties. Ji Qingge immediately smiled and said softly: "Catch Ming'er and teach me a few tricks, okay?" ”

"You," Di Jinxuan's thin lips curled into an unfathomable smile, and said tentatively, "What do you want to learn?" ”

"Fly with you."

"It's past the best time."

Although it was true, it was not the answer she wanted. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Actually, I also know that the best time has passed." Isn't this ...... "Just want to talk to him?"

He didn't even see this little bit of caution.

The delicate body left his embrace, and as soon as he stood firm on the snow, he heard him whisper: "You have entered the courtyard so recklessly, do you have to consider the consequences?" ”

If he hadn't found her in the back garden and taken her away.

Then she may become the ghost of King Yan's sword.

"Cut."

Ji Qingge looked disdainful and said, "From the moment I jumped out of the carriage and rushed to the courtyard desperately, I figured it out. ”

Whatever the cost, as long as the result is satisfactory, that's fine.

I've already heard valuable news about her, what are you afraid of?

As soon as the cold wind blew by, there was the sound of broken footsteps! Ji Qingge looked back vigilantly, only to see two black shadows not far behind him, rushing towards them.

Her sharp gaze locked on the two black shadows, and calmly pulled out a flying needle and sent it out to them.

saw that the man in black was dexterous and dodged, and intercepted her flying needle......

After Ji Qingge worshipped, he was inevitably puzzled. Suddenly, I heard Di Jinxuan's voice: "Don't mess around." ”

The people who came were none other than Feng Wuying, the secret agent of King Xiao's Mansion, and Lu Yi.

"The Third Son."

As soon as he heard Yan Fengxing's voice, Ji Qingge's face instantly flushed with shame and lowered his head. She just hated that she couldn't find a hole to get into, and she even threw flying needles at her own people indiscriminately......

Or a loved one.

"The Third Son."

Yan Fengxing was still masked, came to Di Jinxuan's eyes, and bowed down to salute.

He and Lu Yi also followed after hearing the coachman mention it. Seeing that Di Jinxuan was out of the backyard, they followed closely.

Di Jinxuan raised his hand, "No courtesy." ”

Looking at the ancient tree with sharp eyes, Di Jinxuan threw out a flying knife and said, "Get out." ”

"Bang!"

The dull sound of heavy objects falling on the snow was heard quickly.

I saw a man dressed in black, who fell from an ancient tree......

"Bell!"

A cold sword light turned in an instant, piercing the snow-covered night. The man in black who had been lurking behind the ancient tree for a long time stabbed straight at Ji Qingge with a sharp sword in his hand!

Di Jinxuan waved his right hand unhurriedly and said, "Keep your mouth alive." ”

"Yes!"

Yan Fengxing and Lu Yi quickly stepped forward and captured the masked man. And Ji Qingge, who was about to show her hands, had no choice but to change her previous style of jealousy and hatred, and stood beside Di Jinxuan to start a soy sauce party.

Alas, the bitter ...... of the people who eat melons

The sound of fighting outside the house naturally disturbed Di Jinchen, who was embracing a beautiful woman. The only person who can find his suburban mansion and come to provoke trouble must be his third brother.

After fighting openly and secretly for so many years, he thought that it was time to have a showdown with the other party.

"Boom-"

Hearing the sound of the stone door opening, Ji Qingge hurriedly pushed Di Jinxuan and reminded softly: "He's here." ”

Yes, Emperor Jinchen of the Yan Dynasty is here.

The tall Emperor Jinchen, dressed in a bright yellow robe, stood in front of the four-cornered lanterns. His originally handsome face became distorted by anger, and became hideous and terrifying.

This is a far cry from the good-looking side face that Ji Qingge saw in the Lost Valley before.

The first time I met the legendary ruthless King Yan was in such an embarrassing situation.

"Who should be the brother, it turned out to be the third brother. Since you have brought your younger siblings as guests, why don't you go into the humble house for a get-together? Di Jinchen showed a sarcastic smile and said coldly.

Di Jin Xuan's cold gaze fell on Di Jin Chen's face, and he said in a deep voice:

"Okay."

A sharp gaze quickly swept over Ji Qingge's beautiful face, and Di Jinchen's thin lips couldn't help but outline an unfathomable smile. It turns out that the legendary concubine of Jifu, who was imprisoned in the firewood room for six years and was almost poisoned to death by Wuling gall poisonous wine, is very similar to Yan Xiyun.

The only difference is that there are no red moles on Ji Qingge's eyebrows.

"Please."

Di Jinchen arrogantly raised his right hand and said.

Seeing this, Di Jinxuan also waved his hand to Yan Fengxing and motioned for them to retreat.

After embracing Ji Qingge into King Yan's suburban mansion, the stone gate was closed.

Standing in the closed secret room, I saw that on the four walls of the secret room, there were portraits of Ji Mochen's wife Yan Xinying. Di Jinxuan's puzzled eyes fell on Di Jinchen and said, "This is ......"

"She is a woman who is loved by her brother, Xiyun. Third brother, didn't you send someone to Yancheng Yanfu to inquire about her? Why, you still don't know her portrait? ”

Di Jinchen said with a look of disdain.

"Brother Wang, what hangs on your wall is clearly a portrait of General Ji's wife. What else is Xiyun? Di Jinxuan didn't believe it.

Seeing that the two brothers were arguing, Ji Qingge also took a closer look at the portrait on the wall. Because the memory of the original owner is still there, he can still recognize his mother Yan Xinying through the portrait.

After comparing the woman in the portrait with Yan Xinying in her memory, she found that it was really similar.

"Smack-smack."

Di Jinchen clapped his hands twice and said, "Come out." ”

After the crisp applause, a woman covered in a white veil soon helped a sick woman into the secret room.

The woman had a strip of white cloth tied around her forehead, and there were blood stains on it. The tattered clothes on his body were also stained with blood in many places. Seeing the woman's red, swollen and vicissitudes of life, Ji Qingge's heart was like a knife.

She said in a trembling voice: "Aunt Wu, what's the matter...... It's you? ”

"Miss."

Aunt Wu stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at King Yan with complicated eyes, and told Ji Qingge: "Escape!" ”

"Crazy woman, don't you have long eyes? I didn't see anyone talking to you, it's Princess Xiao. Did you let her escape, did you want to openly provoke His Royal Highness King Xiao? ”

"Haha".

Di Jinchen's laughter was cold.

I wondered how there could be such a stupid woman in this world. She herself is dying, and she still cares about the lives and deaths of others.

What's more, the "Miss" in her mouth is not Ji Qingge, the concubine of Ji Mansion.

In order to find out Ji Qingge's life experience, he sent Leng Feng, a secret agent from the Yan Palace, to Yancheng with Leng Yan. They came back to tell him, saying that they were near Yancheng Yanfu and met Lu Yi and others.

Also said...... The person who secretly inquired about the people of King Xiao's Mansion happened to be the woman he loved in his heart, Yan Xiyun.

Coincidentally, it was a coincidence.

However, it is actually tragic.

Di Jinchen looked at Di Jinxuan, as well as the skinny Ji Qingge beside him, and couldn't help but sigh: "You say, what are you doing when you come back?" Isn't it good to guard the border in the north? ”