Fang Xiao was a little anxious for a while, and the strength under his hand unconsciously sank, Jian Huaizhen muttered softly, only feeling a slight pain, and there were already a few more drops of blood on his neck, like cinnabar light, red tears.

"His Royal Highness." On Jiang Shaoheng's elegant and clear face, a trace of anxiety involuntarily flashed, and the expression in his eyes became extremely complicated for a while, ups and downs and trance.

Zhu Zhanji saw that he was distracted, and the gloom in his eyes was gloomy, and he waved his hand and said, "That's it, you all retreat." Fu said loudly to the other party: "You let Miss Jian go, and this king will let you live." This king speaks with all his word, and will never break his word. ”

Fang Xiao saw that although those guards had retreated far away, they were all eyeing each other in the distance, and it was still not easy to escape. He forced his eyes to look at Zhu Zhanji, and there was no emotion in his voice: "You teach people to open the palace gate wide and mobilize all the guards at the palace gate." ”

The wind, already slightly cool, blew across everyone's faces, mixed with how many eternal sorrows and gloom, blowing can't dissipate the cold eyebrows.

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Jiang Shaoheng, who was worried and uneasy, and swallowed the breath in his heart. Jiang Shaoheng, who is famous all over the world, Jiang Shaoheng, Jiang Shaoheng, who is not afraid of danger, and Jiang Shaoheng, who is chivalrous and soft-hearted! This young young master, in Zhu Zhanji's heart, is like a towering and upright giant peak, standing tall despite the rain and wind.

It's just that today, he saw his weak side, and read the complex and lingering love thread in his eyes, the kind of unstoppable affection.

In Zhu Zhanji's clear eyes, a cold light unconsciously condensed, but it dimmed in an instant. He said in a loud voice: "Order, the Donghua Gate is wide open, and all the guards must leave the Donghua Gate." No one can leave without the king's command. ”

"Yes." At that moment, someone responded and gave the order. Not long after, the Donghua Gate was really opened, and all the guards were sent into the palace.

Fang Xiao saw that the time had come, and he didn't hesitate anymore, he attached himself to Jian Huaizhen's ear and whispered, "Miss Jian, I'm sorry. In the cold and indifferent voice, there was actually a little bleak coolness.

The blue sky is as pure and clear as the glass washed by clear water, and Jian Huaizhen's snow-white dress suddenly turned into a flowing cloud flying in the sky, fluttering like a white butterfly with a soft and gorgeous posture, leaving a moment of purple in the flowing glass water, and immediately, her whole person was like a purple kite with broken wings, and fell sharply into the sparkling Jinshui River.

At that moment, Fang Xiao finally made a decision, and he threw Jian Huaizhen's weak body far away from the Jinshui River. Then, without looking at her again, he performed light exercises and hid towards Donghua Gate.

Jiang Shaoheng's expression froze slightly, and there was a moment of hesitation on his face, then he put away the folding fan, jumped into the air, passed through the white jade guardrail, stepped on the thin waves of the Jinshui River and flipped back, and steadily held Jian Huaizhen in his arms, a harrier twisted his body, and his body had already landed at the end of the bridge. Jiang Shaoheng is handsome, and his wide sleeves are fluttering, and there is a bit of a taste of being out of the world and being arrogant and peerless.

The guards who were far away were so stunned that they forgot about the occasion and clapped their hands. It is rumored that Jiang Shaoheng's martial arts are outstanding, and now that he sees it, he is really at the peak. It's just that Jian Huaizhen clearly felt that when she almost fell into the Jinshui River and Jiang Shaoheng picked her up, his body trembled suddenly, and his palms were cold to the bone.

Jiang Shaoheng's face was as pale as jade, there was a bit of tiredness hidden between his eyebrows, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his slender body trembled slightly. It was just a moment, but he seemed to have been seriously ill.

When Zhu Zhanji saw it, he shook his head, sighed, and was silent.

Fang Yu had fled to the front of Donghua Gate, and Ji Qihan danced the embroidered spring knife in his hand and fought with him. For a moment, the sword light and sword shadow were murderous.

Jian Huaizhen glanced at it lightly, then turned his head away, lowered his eyelids deeply, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint trace covered his somewhat pale cheeks. She looked quite frightened, but her heart was as clear as a mirror.

Fang Xiao's martial arts are far superior to Ji Qihan, as long as he can grasp the opportunity and escape from the palace, it is not a difficult thing.

She asked Fang Liao to throw herself into the Jinshui River, not all to save Fang Liao, but also to save Fang Liao.

Since Jiang Shaoheng was deliberately approaching him, most of them were on the orders of that concubine. Then, if he is in distress, he may come to his aid. In this way, it will be possible to find out if the person who poisoned himself in the Fubi Pavilion earlier is not him.

Jian Huaizhen was as careful as a hair, she suspected Jiang Shaoheng, naturally she had her reasons. When that person took her life, he actually felt compassion, and in the midst of indecision, Fang Yu took the lead and slashed him on the shoulder with a sword. That person's martial arts were not under Fang Shao. If it's not a distraction, how can it hurt carelessly?

The appearance of that person, although he couldn't see clearly, was slender and jade, and he was quite similar to Jiang Shaoheng. Jian Huaizhen suspected that Jiang Shaoheng was ordered by Concubine Ru to reconcile with his brother and sister in the open, but secretly wanted to put himself to death. That's why she didn't hesitate to try it out.

Sure enough, after Jiang Shaoheng rescued her, the whole person immediately became haggard. With his efforts, it shouldn't have been.

Zhu Zhanji strode forward, with a faint look of compassion on his face, and said, "Young Master, are you okay?" ”

Jiang Shaoheng leaned on the white jade carved railing, his figure was reflected in the blue light floating in the Jinshui River, a little sparse and falling for a while, ups and downs, the cool breeze hit, and it broke into countless ripples in an instant, gently rippling away.

There was a little desolation in his eyes, and he nodded and replied, "It's okay." ”

As he spoke, a drop of crimson blood fell on Jian Huaizhen's arm, leaving a faint warmth, but Jian Huaizhen's heart was slightly cold.

"Young Master, are you bleeding?" The unbearable look on Zhu Zhanji's face became more and more intense: "Your hand was injured by Aunt Luoxue last time, and it has not healed, the imperial doctor has instructed you to take good care of the injury, but you are desperate to save people, if you waste this arm, how can you live?" The more Zhu Zhanji spoke, the more excited he became, which shows that the relationship between the two is very good.

Jiang Shaoheng laughed, his smile was light and detached, which was very different from Ji Xinhan's wild and uninhibited.

Jian Huaizhen heard the conversation between the two and inadvertently raised his head, but saw that the competition between Fang Xiao and Ji Qihan had already distinguished the superiority. Fang Yu glanced at her, then used his long sword to block Ji Qihan's embroidered spring knife, forcing him to take two steps back, then turned around and ran out of Donghua Gate, gradually disappearing.

Jian Huaizhen then remembered that he was still in Jiang Shaoheng's arms, and he was busy struggling lightly. Jiang Shaoheng woke up like a dream, a little embarrassed, hurriedly let go of Jian Huaizhen, and said warmly: "Offended." ”

Jian Huaizhen turned around and happened to see Jiang Shaoheng's palm. The injury to his palm last time was really serious.

The palm of his hand was bandaged, but when he was saving her, he didn't know where he left it. The wound on his palm, which was originally scabbed, accidentally fell off most of it when he rescued her, revealing bright red flesh and blood, which was very terrifying. In the severely injured place, you can still faintly see the white bones of Sensen.

The layers of apologies suddenly spread in Jian Huaizhen's heart like a thick vapor of water. His hand is already wounded like this, how can he poison himself and try to strangle himself? What's more, even Jian Wenying can see his affection for himself clearly, why is he hesitant in the fog of confusion and never see clearly?

It was because he was too suspicious that he was injured again.

If the concubine has an uncommon hatred with herself, what does this have to do with Jiang Shaoheng?

"Jiang Gongzi," she bit her lower lip lightly, touching Jiang Shaoheng's gaze: "Thank you for saving me so many times, I will definitely remember it in my heart and never forget it." She said, with a deep look of compassion in her eyes.

Jiang Shaoheng smiled, his face was as white as rice paper, but he was as fresh and handsome as ever: "Miss Jian is serious. Saving people's lives is the duty of my generation of martial arts practitioners, not to mention that I have always been friends with Brother Ling. ”

Hearing him say this, Jian Huaizhen was a little speechless for a while. Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said helplessly: "Miss Jian was frightened today, and the injury on the young master's hand is so serious, how about the two of you go back to rest first?" ”

A touch of rouge crimson flew up Jian Huaizhen's cheeks, and she lowered her eyebrows, looking more and more bright and moving. Jiang Shaoheng was also greatly embarrassed, so he had to say in a low voice: "His Royal Highness Taisun is laughing. ”

Zhu Zhanji ordered Ji Kaihan to dismiss the guards and send someone to prepare a sedan chair to send Jian Huaizhen back to the elder. Spring. went to the palace, and returned to Ciqing Palace with Jiang Shaoheng to heal his injuries.

Jian Huaizhen sat on the sedan chair, thinking back on what he had experienced during the day, and he always felt that it was too bizarre and weird, as if it was manipulated by others. She was worried about her brother's safety, and she was very worried and uneasy.

This time, the sedan chariot did not pass through Yongxiang, but walked in front of Yongning Palace. Yongning Palace is the top of the yellow glazed tile hard mountain, decorated with the color painting of the spindle, there is a red gold phoenix pattern plaque hanging on the gold lacquer gate, the plaque is written on the "Yi Zhao Shushen" four lines of calligraphy big characters, the penmanship dragon flies and the phoenix dances, vigorous and powerful.

Yongning Palace is the residence of Concubine Quan Xian.

Under the vermilion wall of Yongning Palace, a large number of magnolia trees are planted, and the quiet fragrance hits with the breeze, which smokes people's heads and faces, and the fragrance is pleasant. Now the season, has passed the magnolia flowering period, but the branches are still decorated with graceful and luxurious light purple flowers, the flower branches are graceful and swaying, the flowers are beautiful and beautiful, like pink jade, elegant and elegant, competing for beauty, and like a peerless beauty with a fragrant face half-open, graceful posture, more and more delicate and charming, intoxicating.

Jian Huaizhen lifted the sedan curtain and looked out, and there were remnants of flowers falling down, and he was still full. The falling flowers fell lightly, she reached out and took one in her hand, and her slender fingers were suddenly dyed with a slightly haggard lilac, and the dry petals shook gently between her fingers, like a sadness that could not be concealed by the passage of time.

Sometimes, people are not as good as even a magnolia flower. Magnolia flowers, once blooming gracefully and gracefully in the earthly world, are to miss the beautiful flowering period of Qimeng, or they can float on the ground and mix with spring mud, waiting for a more vigorous bloom in the coming year.

But what about people? Man will always be bound by this world, like a kite that can never be separated from a spool, and cannot do what he wants.

PS: Recommend a good book. My apprentice's book "Contract Princess", the author is Leng Yueli, you can click directly on the through train under the cover to see it. Thank you. ^_^