Mu Zhengqin's long sword was stained with blood, it was the blood of the man in black and Mo Yanxun, the long sword was on the ground, he supported his body, and barely stood up.

He had a lot of swords on his body, and the blood stained his whole body, and he was not dead yet, which was already quite good.

Mo Yan is gone, and he won't play with him anymore.

In a minute's time, two secret guards with strong martial arts came quickly.

They were specially cultivated by Mu Zhengqin to protect his safety.

The secret guard helped the second prince to go to Hanshan Temple.

The sun had completely set down the mountain, and the forest was already dark, and now it was even darker.

……

This is the depths of the jungle, the place where the second prince and Mo Yanxun fought just now has been cleaned up, and outsiders come here, and there is no trace to be seen.

The mountains are twilight.

Today, there was a tragedy, the sixth prince was seriously injured, one surnamed Wang Ye died, and the second prince was also seriously injured.

The head of the Praetorian Guard, who was in charge of the security of the royal family, was court-martialed because of the disadvantage of the protector.

The day's hunt ended bleakly.

……

In the courtyard with maple trees, a man stands under a tree and looks up at the sky.

The galaxy is vast, and the moon has risen to the sky, and it is a round of missing moons that are about to be full.

The moonlight shone on the earth, and the clear moonlight sprinkled down, gilding the people standing in the courtyard with a layer of silver.

This person was a woman, she had just taken a bath, she had walked in the woods for a day, she was tired, and she took a bath to relieve her fatigue.

She stood in the night wind, the cold night wind blowing her black hair, her clothes dancing hunting, she stood, looked up at the sky, silent.

Today, she was in the woods, hunting, when the sun was completely set in the west, she was very lucky, she was not hunted down, but, before, the sixth prince and the second prince were seriously injured, and one prince was seriously injured and died......

The woman was Jing Qingran, she looked up at the sky and was silent.

Jing Qingran is not a person who likes to be sentimental, he doesn't like to be sad and sad, and he doesn't like blind worries.

However, today, inexplicably two people were seriously injured and one died, she felt a little sad, although it had nothing to do with herself, her heart was unconsciously a little heavy, maybe it was sympathy, maybe it was something else, she didn't know.

Perhaps, if the city gate is on fire, the pond fish will be a little nervous, so she is also a little nervous.

This is not her alone, many people are like this, but the strength of the reflection is different.

I don't know how long it has been, but a man approached Jing Qingran's side.

The man had just bathed, and the breath on his body was very refreshing, smelling very good, with a faint cold fragrance.

Even if Jing Qingran didn't look back, he knew who was coming.

"Princess, what are you thinking?" The man's cold voice sounded faintly under this moonlight.

The moonlight stretched the figures of the two very long, and the ends of the shadows were intertwined.

"Lord Wang, I was hunting in the forest today, two injuries and one death, what do you think?" Jing Qingran looked at the starry sky, her red lips opened lightly, and she said the words she was thinking in her heart.

Hearing this, Mu Zhengchen couldn't help but look down at her, and then in the moonlight, he could clearly see that Jing Qingran's face was light and light, without sadness or joy.

After being silent for a while, King Chen spoke: "This kind of thing, just get used to it." ”

The tone was flat, without any surprise.

Two injuries and one death, so what? What should happen still happens, and no one can change it!

Hearing this, Jing Qingran couldn't help but sigh.

The three of them are all noble people, two princes, and one prince, but they still ended up like this.