Hua Jin was shocked, but before he could shout, the person who was hit on the opposite side had already shouted: "Princess, it's really you!" ”

Listening to this voice, Hua Jin already knew who this person was.

"Sanniang!" Her heart finally had a feeling that half of it had fallen, but she was still worried about flying over, "Did he escort him?" ”

"yes." Du Sanniang said: "Today is the death day of the first emperor. ”

Looking at the billowing smoke rising from the mansion in front of him, he asked, "Is there water in the princess's mansion?" ”

"Sanniang, did you come by yourself?"

"I also brought two teams of people."

Hua Jin bowed, "Send someone to the princess's mansion quickly, and make sure that Princess Shuyi is safe and sound." Then you follow me to the Imperial Tomb. ”

"Yes, Princess." Du Sanniang wanted to turn around and immediately go to arrange, and glanced at Hua Jin's feet again, "Princess, your feet ......"

"It's okay, just lead me a horse."

Du Sanniang listened to the instructions to do things, and soon brought one back and helped Hua Jin to get on the horse.

Hua Jin tightened his grip on the reins and raised his whip, having long forgotten that he was a novice who had just learned to ride a horse.

The faster she rode, the more blurred the scenery became, and all she could think about was that nothing had to happen.

Du Sanniang was on Hua Jin's side, and the two rode horses for more than half an hour before they arrived at the imperial tomb in the western suburbs.

From a distance, Emperor Yongkang's guard of honor stretched for several miles, and it was stopping in front of the imperial mausoleum.

Everything should be in time.

Hua Jin Cema and Du Sanniang rushed from the tail end of the honor guard to the front.

As soon as I reached the middle, I noticed that something was wrong.

How could the soldiers and horses guarding around the honor guard not seem to be guarding, but surround and control the officials who came to worship together in the honor guard.

was suddenly shocked in his heart, but he heard someone in the honor guard shouting: "King Guang is going to rebel!" ”

Hua Jin was shocked, and walked around to throw the horsewhip, but someone immediately came to stop him, "Sanniang, protect me." "She must see Fly.

Du Sanniang's injuries on her arms and legs had not healed, but it was still not a problem to deal with a few ordinary guards.

Hua Jin rode his horse all the way to the front of the honor guard.

"Fly." Hua Jin shouted, because she saw the familiar dark figure.

Hua Jin had imagined countless scenes of their meeting if she could escape.

But like what she was looking for, she couldn't have imagined.

At this time, the pilot was holding a long sword in his hand, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was pressing.

And the sword blade was not aimed at anyone else, it was the dragon sedan chair that Emperor Yongkang was sitting on.

Don't!

"Fly!" While Hua Jin shouted, Fei had already stabbed out the long sword without hesitation, and the sword light greeted the first ray of sunlight in the sky, refracting the silver sword light that made people almost unable to open their eyes.

"No!" Hua Jin jumped up from his horse and pounced on it.

Hearing Hua Jin's voice, he quickly stepped forward after drawing his sword and took Hua Jin in his arms.

Re-entering the warm and familiar embrace, Hua Jin only felt that his body was so cold that he shivered.

Because the sword that was just drawn out was stained with blood.

Fei He killed people, and he killed the current saint.

Did he kill the king?

"Jin'er."

Fei looked at Hua Jin's loose hair, her little face that was pale from fear, her palms that were red and worn out by her skin, her ankles that were obviously swollen, the blood stains on her clothes, and the pungent smell of blood on her body.

"Where are you hurt, let me see."

"It's not my blood, it's Song Junming's." Hua Jin's voice was drowned out in the shouts behind him.

"The Emperor's ......"

"The Emperor's ......"

"The Emperor's ......"

The flying general Hua Jin picked up, turned over on the horse, and rushed out of the crowd.

Hua Jin turned around and saw a red-robed eunuch lift the dragon sedan chair, revealing a frightened expression and letting out an earth-shattering wail.

Is it too late?

Isn't there any point in what she's done?

Hua Jin only felt physically and mentally exhausted, lying in Fei's arms and losing consciousness.

…………

I don't know how long it took for Hua Jin to gradually regain consciousness.

The tent sprinkled with flowers, the incense between her noses, if it weren't for the peach calling her softly, she would have thought that she was still in the dark underground palace, just a dream of escaping.

Helped by Zhitao to sit up, Hua Jin rubbed his still somewhat drowsy head, and asked in a low voice, "Where are we now?" ”

"Princess, of course we are in the Guangwang Mansion, have you slept too long?"

Can you still return to the Guangwang Mansion?

And the peach can still laugh?

There must be something she didn't know.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Princess, you have slept for three days and three nights."

"So long?" I don't know if the sky has changed outside.

"It was the prince who said that you were too frightened in the past few days, and your feet were injured again, and I was afraid that you would be awake and in pain, so I asked the slave and maid to smoke incense and let the princess rest for a few days."

Zhi Tao pointed to Hua Jin's ankle as he spoke, "It's still a wound that the prince helped you deal with personally." ”

"What about the prince." Hua Jin felt that an explanation was needed at this moment.

"Oh, by the way, the prince said that he was almost back when the princess woke up."

As soon as Zhitao's words fell, there was a voice from the little maid guarding the door outside: "The prince is back." ”

"It's really the prince who is back, he is really accurate." Zhi Tao took a pillow and cushioned it behind Hua Jin, making her more comfortable, "The princess has slept for so long, she is thirsty." She poured a glass of honey that had been warm on the bedside table and poured it for Hua Jin.

Hua Jin moistened his throat, and Hua Jin took out a bowl of bird's nest porridge from the insulated food box, "The princess will pad her stomach first, these are all boiled by the prince in advance." ”

Hua Jin just opened his mouth to take a spoonful of porridge fed by Zhi Tao, Fei walked into the inner room, and walked over quickly to pick up the porridge bowl in Zhi Tao's hand.

Peach retreated and closed the curtain on the door.

Looking at each other, the room fell silent for a while.

Sitting on the edge of Hua Jin's bed, Fei gently stirred the hot porridge in the bowl, took a spoonful and then blew it on his mouth, feeling that the temperature was suitable before sending it to Hua Jin's mouth.

"Well, let's talk slowly." He coaxed.

Hua Jin was coaxed by him to drink half a bowl, and refused to drink it again.

Fei also knew that her appetite would not be too good when she woke up after sleeping for so long, so she didn't force it, put down the porridge bowl, leaned over to help Hua Jin brush the broken hair on her cheeks, and touched her face with her long fingers.

The feeling of being lost and regained made Fei's fingers tremble a little.

"I think I need an explanation." At this time, when her intelligence returned, she could think calmly, how could she not analyze, how could Fei kill the king.

But his sword did pierce the dragon sedan chair, and it was stained with blood.

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