Shang Fangjian was worthy of the sword to block the menacing sword blade for Chen Jiayi, but Chen Jiayi was repelled by the power of the comer to the back wall of the sedan chair and hit it fiercely, seeing that the sword in front of him was almost unstoppable.

At this moment, a moment of gem beads flew out of Qing Xihuan's sedan chair, and slammed into the acupuncture point of the killer's wrist holding the sword, the killer's wrist was slightly deviated, and the sword blade rubbed Chen Jiayi's shoulder and picked up the hijab, revealing Chen Jiayi's frightened face.

"Ah......" The killer finally saw that Chen Jiayi's face was the master of the South Hall, flipped over and kicked on the edge of the sedan chair, flew out of the sedan chair, and looked at the other sedan chair. Holding a sword, he drove towards Qing Xihuan's sedan chair.

Dong Chuchen also saw that the killer was eyeing Qing Xihuan's sedan chair, and jumped in front of Qing Xihuan's sedan chair on the horse, but it was not as fast as the killer's, and he could only block the killer's sword with his body.

The killer's sword and eyes flew coldly towards Dong Chuchen's heart, but Dong Chuchen blocked in front of the sedan chair, without retreating, and even his brows were not closed by half an inch, only the robe was raised by the wind, bright red.

Just when the killer's sword immediately penetrated Dong Chuchen's chest, I saw a sharp sword fly out of the sedan chair and cut the killer's blade straight away, and the sword and the broken sword pierced the bluestone wall together.

The moment the sword slashed, the killer was shocked, and he saw clearly that it was the Changxing Sword. The sedan chair curtain was raised in the wind, and the red hijab flew up together, revealing Qing Xihuan's frowning face.

The killer of the "King ......" was horrified, and only saw Qing Xihuan's eyes, and instantly recognized those clear and deep pupils, which were Shi Jinyu's unique momentum.

The eyes are connected, and the thoughts are thousands. Everything around him came to an abrupt end, as if time had gone back to the eastern kingdom years ago, and the mountains and rivers in his memory were all miniature in such a pair of pupils at this moment.

And Qing Xihuan in the sedan chair was also suddenly frightened, looking at the killer's eyes and empty right arm, the past vividly came to his heart, like a thousand roots rooted in his heart, densely painful. The young man who rushed into the enemy camp that year to break the enemy's large array and marched forward bravely, and the young man who lost an arm in order to rescue himself that year...... The thoughts rushed back from that time, and such a pair of cold and arrogant eyes would only be gentle like water when they saw themselves...... He is......

As the hijab slowly fell, the corners of Qing Xihuan's mouth trembled, and tears slid down.

Sub-dimension...... Brother ......"

It's like a world away.

Zheng Ziwei heard Qing Xihuan's voice, his heart was shocked, and after a pause, he turned to look at Dong Chuchen in a happy robe, his heart hurt, and he held a broken sword in his angry eyes, ready to stab Dong Chuchen's heart.

I saw Qing Xihuan step out of the sedan chair, spread his arms and stand in front of Dong Chuchen.

Zheng Ziwei's sword was quickly retracted, and he knelt on one knee in front of Qing Xihuan.

That's the king, that's Shi Jinyu, that look Zheng Ziwei won't admit it, but why did he become a different person, a different person......

Qing Xihuan looked at Zheng Ziwei's sad eyes, frowned and shook his head gently, and said anxiously, "Go first...... Hurry!"

Zheng Ziwei was full of doubts in his heart, painful and puzzled, but when he saw Shi Jinyu say this, and the Changxing sword would not be fake, he tried to suppress the anger in his chest, and a broken sword swept across the thousands of troops and broke the encirclement behind him, and the eaves disappeared.

Qing Xihuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and tears fell cracklingly.

This is the first time I have seen myself since I met Zheng Ji, and it is Zheng Ziwei who I am looking for, it is Zheng Ziwei!

Just when Qing Xihuan couldn't hold back his sad tears, he only felt a warmth behind him, and he was tightly wrapped by Dong Chuchen.

"Huan'er...... Are you blocking the sword for me......" Dong Chuchen's voice trembled a little, and he hugged Qing Xihuan tightly with both hands, his chest was still beating wildly, so that Qing Xihuan could feel his excitement and undissipated palpitations.

Qing Xihuan's tears slipped silently, and he slowly said indifferently, "You are the first to block the sword for me." ”

I just think you're useful, that's all.

"Not anymore. Dong Chuchen's voice came from overhead.

"What?" Qing Xihuan looked up, but was covered by Dong Chuchen's hijab, and in a trance, he seemed to see Dong Chuchen's eyes red, but he was instantly covered by the hijab and didn't see clearly.

Qingyuan behind him came with his troops, and when he saw Dong Chuchen and Qing Xihuan hugging each other safely, he was immediately relieved, and looked at the countless dead people under the horse, frowning.

"In the end, escort the two sedan chairs, no one dares to invade again!" Qingyuan led the troops around the two sedan chairs, the maids and entourage of the two families finally calmed down, each returned to its owner, and continued to hurry, Chen Jiayi's sedan chair was escorted by a team of soldiers sent by Qingyuan, Chen Jiayi also sat firmly in the sedan chair, remembering that Qing Xihuan had just launched a hidden weapon to save himself, and the gem bead was also picked up and held in his hand.

"She saved me regardless of the danger, but I was going to kill her......" Chen Jiayi clenched the beads in the palm of his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

"I, Chen Jiayi, what a villain. ”

The sedan chair set off again, but Dong Chuchen rode on the side of Qing Xihuan's sedan chair, always vigilant and protective.

Qing Xihuan in the sedan chair clenched the Changxing sword and cried with joy, holding the embroidered handkerchief, and cried silently.

Zheng Ziwei on the eaves watched the sedan chair go away, and his heart hurt so much that he had difficulty breathing. She is a king and will never admit her mistake, so why has she become a different person, why does she have to block the sword for Dong Chuchen...... Why?

......

Zhou Mansion Zhou Yunkai was quietly practicing calligraphy, Ah Lai walked in and said flatly, "Master, today's wedding of King Pingdong, Princess Qing Xihuan met an assassin." ”

"Assassin, who is such a hero? I would like to invite him to tea. Zhou Yunkai sneered.

"I don't know, the martial arts are strong, and the minions dare not approach. ”

"Then ......" Zhou Yunkai paused his pen and asked happily, "Is she dead?"

"Unscathed. ”

“...... In the future, if she doesn't die, she won't have to report it to me. Zhou Yunkai's brows furrowed, and he reluctantly rolled up his sleeves and began to write.

"But King Pingdong's wedding, the officials have arrived, and you, as an official of the imperial court, will not be uncourteous. "Alaidao.

Zhou Yunkai's pen stopped again, pondered for a moment and nodded, "Well, Guo Qingyuan is kind to me, and it would be undignified not to go." But to ...... I panicked again...... It's hard to do. ”

"Master, it's better for you to just send someone to send a congratulatory gift, and you don't have to show up. ”

"Yes, good idea~" Zhou Yunkai smiled, unfolded the pen and paper and began to write poems, and then turned his head to look at Ah Lai and said, "Go, buy a ruler for the master, the length doesn't matter, it must be wide, very wide and wide, understand?"

"I don't understand. ”

"Go buy a wide ruler, the widest one, so that she knows how wide she is!"

"Yes, sir. Ah Lai turned around and was about to go out, but looked back puzzled, "You want to send a ruler?"

"Yes. Zhou Yunkai wrote carefully, wrote two lines of poetry, and dotted a little spit on the paper, and a few words were wet.

"What does that mean?" asked Alai.

"A ruler and this poem must be handed over to the little slut by hand in front of everyone else, and I must also note that I am extremely unwell, so I can't come, understand?"

"I don't understand. ”

Zhou Yunkai's arrogance rose, he clenched his pen and looked at Ah Lai with a sneer, Ah Lai said coldly, "What does the slave mean, I don't understand what the master means by sending this." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yunkai casually threw the pen on the case, lay back on the bed and began to shake the fan, and said with a sneer, "What is more vicious than ruining a woman's name? What is more important than a woman's wedding? ”

"Yes. Ah Lai took Zhou Yunkai's folded poems with him and bought a ruler.

"Oops, hey, I'm really a little clever ghost~" Zhou Yunkai closed his eyes and recuperated, and when he thought of Qing Xihuan crying sadly at the wedding, his heart was very happy.