"Kill Chu Lingheng!"

A group of masked men rushed in with swords, and everyone in the frightened inn fled in all directions.

Chu Jie drew his sword to fight, only to see that those people just dodged and dodged, and the target went straight to Chu Lingheng.

Seeing this, Wen Jinghua drew his saber and shouted to Chu Jie: "Leave us alone, you run away by yourself!"

Chu Jie refused to live or die.

Wen Jinghua cut down a few people, came to his side and said quickly in a low voice: "These people are obviously coming to Ling Heng, your martial arts are also a drag with us, return to Beijing early, we will meet in Zhongyi Houfu!"

Chu Jie gritted his teeth when he heard this, and vigorously slashed the person in front of him, "Take care, general!"

As he spoke, a few turned over and fled straight away from the battle circle.

Wen Jinghua didn't retract his gaze until he saw that there was no masked man chasing him, and rejoined Chu Lingheng's side.

The two joined forces and soon wiped out all the masked men.

Wen Jinghua had just taken a breath when she saw Chu Lingheng suddenly reach out and cover her mouth and nose and say, "Hurry up!"

The inn burned.

Outside the walls, bottles of fire were constantly being thrown inward, and flames were soon blazing on the wooden window railings.

Wen Jinghua stretched out her hand to cover Chu Lingheng's mouth and nose, "Let's go!"

The two jumped out of the window and escaped the flames, and as soon as they landed, the ground near their feet was full of arrows.

Chu Lingheng immediately swung his sword to block, and Wen Jinghua shrank behind him and took the opportunity to look around.

I saw that there were at least twenty or thirty masked people besieging them, and counting those who had been dealt with in the post station, there were more than fifty people in this wave of assassination teams.

Who is it that can mobilize so many people?

Taking advantage of the gap between them changing arrows, Wen Jinghua looked at the person in the lead, and rushed out with a leap.

The masked man couldn't respond, Wen Jinghua grabbed a sword flower and scratched a piece, raised his hand and lifted the chin of the leader.

"Say, who sent you!?" Wen Jinghua grabbed the man's neck.

Chu Lingheng killed, and the rest of the masked people committed suicide by biting poison.

The man at the head was struggling when he saw this, but because he had removed his jaw, he couldn't bite the poison and commit suicide.

"Too... Prince..." Blood and slurred words spit out.

"Fart!"

Wen Jinghua's subordinates tightened suddenly, and the person under his subordinates immediately lost his breath.

"There is no need to ask again," Chu Lingheng killed him with a sword, "such a slander against the prince can only be the person of King Yong." ”

"I see..." Wen Jinghua let go of the corpse in his hand, "The crown prince's position is stable, Qi Yuan saw that there was no hope, so he killed the old emperor and took advantage of the chaos to seize the throne." ”

"If I fall to the prince at this time, it will be his greatest obstacle. Chu Lingheng said.

"You will inevitably fall to the crown prince," Wen Jinghua looked into his eyes, "because I am one with the queen." ”

"That's right," Chu Lingheng smiled, "so he sent someone to intercept and kill me halfway." ”

Wen Jinghua's expression was solemn, "I'm afraid it's not just this wave of people..."

"That's right," Chu Lingheng returned his sword to the sheath, "The Bei Clan's mission set out a few days before us, and it must have been ambushed on the path we must have passed at this moment." ”

Wen Jinghua slowly withdrew the saber back into its scabbard.

She looked at the corpses all over the ground, her eyes hollow, "I'm the one who has caused you." ”

Whether in the past life or in this life, Chu Lingheng was killed because of her.

"Little fool," Chu Lingheng raised his hand and pinched Wen Jinghua's cheek, "What are you thinking about! Even if it weren't for you, I would fall to the crown prince, Qi Yuanshen, this person, must not let him become the king of a country." ”

Wen Jinghua came back to her senses slightly.

Isn't it, after Qi Yuanshen ascended the throne in his previous life, Daliang was very aggrieved, and none of the land compensation was lost.

Even she, the queen of a country, was humiliated as a slave in the North Clan for three years.

Wen Jinghua shook her head and blinked vigorously.

"Now that the road back to Beijing is full of murderous opportunities, we have to think of a way. Wen Jinghua looked at the road ahead, "You can't always be remembered by them." ”

Chu Lingheng put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly a few times, "I have a way, but I need your cooperation..."

"What method?" Wen Jinghua frowned.

"You come here. Chu Lingheng's face was unfathomable.

"So mysterious..."

Wen Jinghua leaned over obediently, and then her face was red and white, and the shyness in her eyes was about to spread.

"This... Is this okay?" Wen Jinghua's face was hot.

"Absolutely. ”

Chu Lingheng's expression was like a bad uncle who coaxed a child.

"Okay..." Wen Jinghua bit her lip in agreement.

The two walked into the inn in the city to stay, and the old god Chu Lingheng stepped forward and said to Xiao Er that he wanted a guest room.

Wen Jinghua secretly looked at it with shame and shame, and found that no one paid attention to it at all, so she felt that her worries were unnecessary.

are just passers-by who meet in Pingshui, who cares if she and Chu Lingheng are real husband and wife.

"What do you want?" Chu Lingheng came over and took her hand, "The room is open, let's go rest." ”

Wen Jinghua's weak face turned red, and she was obediently pulled upstairs by Chu Lingheng.

Seeing this, someone downstairs walked away quickly, walked out of the inn, turned a few streets and alleys, and stopped in front of a house.

The man pushed the door and entered, and there was a man standing in the courtyard.

"Back to the prince, they disguised themselves as husband and wife and stayed at the city inn. ”

"Oh, husband and wife?" the snake-like vertical pupils narrowed, and Tuoba Jian turned around, "Wen Jinghua is really open-minded." ”

"She was originally broken by Chu Lingheng's chastity, but now she is just familiar with the road, what can't she do!"

A woman wearing a mask on the left side of her face came out of the shadows and said to Tuoba Jian: "Only His Royal Highness will take Wen Jinghua's water-based poplar ——!"

Before she could finish her words, she was choked by Tuoba Jian.

Tuoba firmly clamped Yiguang's neck and said viciously, "You don't deserve to mention her, understand!?"

His subordinates gradually increased their strength, and Tuoba insisted on really strangling people to death.

"You... Kill me... No one can help you... Get her!" the man said with difficulty.

"Humph!"

Tuoba Jian let go and threw the man to the ground like a rag, "You'd better do what you say, or I'll kill you." ”

The man fell to the ground, gasping for breath in his mouth, "Cough cough cough..."

In the only remaining right eye, there was a resentment surging like a substance.

"Ahh

Wen Jinghua sneezed twice.

Seeing this, Chu Lingheng wrapped the quilt tighter around her, "Your cold poison should be resolved, why are you still so easy to get cold." ”

"No, no, I didn't get cold," Wen Jinghua waved her hand, "Someone cursed me!"

She raised her hand in front of Chu Lingheng, "Besides, I'm still as white as snow now, how do you know that my cold poison has been cured?"

"Because..." Chu Lingheng lay on her ear and whispered ambiguously, "You were eaten by me." ”

"Oops!"

Wen Jinghua buried her face in the quilt, her heart was both throbbing and guilty.

This kind of daily life alone with Chu Lingheng is a luxury that she doesn't dare to beg for in her dreams.

She can now be cautious with Chu Ling Hengwen under the pretext of avoiding pursuit, but what about after this predicament?

The two have long been husband and wife, but they can't have the name of husband and wife.

Wen Jinghua felt that the smile on her lips was very bitter all of a sudden...