Jiang Wan was immersed in her thoughts, and she didn't notice that King Qi, who was walking in front, had stopped, and looked at her quietly with a sneer in her hands.

Seeing that his son-in-law was about to bump into His Royal Highness King Qi, Ci Xi just wanted to speak, but was stopped by a fluttering look from King Qi, and the words of reminder were stuck in his throat and couldn't go in or out.

The poor little girl could only stare anxiously, watching her son crash into King Qi's arms.

Jiang Wan didn't react for a while, she stayed for a few seconds, tilted her head and covered her forehead, and looked at Bei Jinchuan with a smile.

"What, hooked?"

Jiang Wan was stunned, eh?

Seeing that the boy really didn't react to what he was saying, he stared at him with a pair of confused eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

If he hadn't checked his details before, this king would have really thought that it was his little lover who was raised outside.

Bei Jinchuan chuckled, took a step closer, and relied on his height to leave the young man under his shadow.

"It's so unrelenting." Bei Jinchuan leaned down and deliberately whispered in the young man's ear, the warm breath sprayed on the root of his ear, making the young man's body tremble.

Bei Jinchuan was very satisfied with the young man's reaction, and slowly finished the next sentence.

"I don't know, I think it's the confidant of the miracle doctor."

Bei Jinchuan advanced and retreated in a certain way, and after speaking, it was as if nothing had happened, and retreated to a safe distance.

Jiang Wan was really a little confused by Bei Jinchuan's hand, she didn't like others to get too close, but Bei Jinchuan could always come over unexpectedly every time, and she could leave gracefully when she reacted.

Jiang Wan frowned, she couldn't say anything to him after all. With a cold face, he replied detachedly, "King Qi, please respect yourself." ”

Bei Jinchuan didn't mind the young man's attitude, he felt the undercurrent around him, and he didn't care about the little tail behind him.

Jiang Wan pursed her lips, and just as she was about to say goodbye, a hand was on her shoulder, interrupting what she was about to say.

"Don't say anything about separating now." He paused and glanced around, his eyes a little more excited, "Do you think you can leave?" ”

The two of them didn't know how intimate their position was when they spoke.

Bei Jinchuan's right hand was on Jiang Wan's shoulder, and because of his height, he had to bend down and talk next to Jiang Wan's ear.

From a distance, this posture looks like Jiang Wan is being hugged in his arms.

Needless to say, the forgotten Du and Ci people who stayed behind the two of them were simply petrified.

Staring at a pair of big eyes, I couldn't believe it, just... It's outrageous.

Hearing him remind him like this, Jiang Wan also felt subtle changes in the air around her.

I thought it was aimed at King Qi alone, but it seems that she was also targeted.

Troublesome.

The young man lowered his eyebrows and pondered, his slender neck directly exposed under Bei Jinchuan's nose. The graceful curves reflect the pale luster, and the fragile ones seem to break as soon as they break.

Bei Jinchuan's eyes darkened slightly, and he glanced at it and retracted his gaze. Seeing the boy frowning in thought, he hooked the corners of his lips and chuckled.

"This king has a good idea."

Jiang Wan raised her eyes to look at King Qi's specious smile, and always felt that he was playing some bad idea.

At the moment, the people in the dark are eyeing them, and this herb on her body is a hot potato, even if she doesn't have it on her, but it is a fact that she and King Qi are in and out together, and those people will not let her go.

Before Jiang Wan could ask him what his so-called good idea was, he was suddenly grabbed by his wrist and dragged away. His grasp was too sudden and too natural, so that when Jiang Wan reacted, she had already followed him to another bustling street.

Jiang Wan's cold brows frowned slightly, listening to the wind whistling in her ears, and followed Bei Jinchuan to flick the little tails behind her for a long distance.

Suddenly, she didn't have time to think, and the warm touch on her wrist made her unaccustomed to it.

The people hiding in the shadows saw that the target suddenly ran away, and they chased after them regardless of the problem of not exposing the violence.

These people are chasing and killing the prince on the street so grandly, are they really not careful?

Or maybe it's the acquiescence of His Majesty...

Jiang Wan raised her eyes and looked at him secretly, her thin lips pursed slightly, her expression was indifferent and not a little surprised and panicked, as if this kind of thing had been experienced several times, even if she was chased and killed, she still had a kind of arrogance and self-confidence in strategizing.

She suddenly understood why King Qi's return to Beijing would make King Qing so uneasy. Such a person has the ability to stir up the wind and clouds even if he has been far away from the imperial city, and the grace of his body has tarnished the world and the world, how can King Qing not be afraid?

The sticky resignation girl in the past is nowhere to be seen, and I can't help but be a little worried when I think of her three-legged cat's kung fu.

"What about them?"

"I have ordered Du Ruo to take her away first." Bei Jinchuan replied while paying attention to avoid the stalls on the street.

I didn't hear the boy speak for a long time, and then I remembered that I had sent his maid away without people's consent, and paused.

"Your little maid doesn't know martial arts, but it's more dangerous to stay with us."

"Hmm."

What does that mean? Bei Jinchuan didn't understand whether he was angry or not, looking sideways at the young man's noble face, although it was as cold as he first saw it, but there was no alienated coldness, his eyes swept over the cold wrist he caught, and he couldn't help but smile.

The dead man behind him was still in pursuit, knocking down several stalls on the street, and the crowd fled in all directions. Bei Jinchuan took Jiang Wan into a small alley, where the place is remote, there are few people, and it is not easy to find out what to do.

Looking at each other, Jiang Wan immediately understood his intentions.

First, it is easy to disrupt the original plan of those people by fleeing unexpectedly, and then turn the initiative into passivity, lead them by the nose, and run to the crowded streets to cause panic, on the one hand, it can hinder their pursuit, and on the other hand, it can also make things bigger, and poke the secret things to the surface, and then even if His Majesty wants to turn a blind eye, he will have to give an explanation to the people.

He's casting a net to catch a big fish.

There was no need for him to explain more, Jiang Wan immediately entered a state of preparation, her back was pressed against the wall, and the silver needle quietly slipped into her hand. At present, she has no weapons on her, only a small amount of poison powder and silver needles for self-defense. Obviously, the king of Qi is the main attack and her main defense, and the division of labor is clear that it is time to collect interest.

The dark alleys are narrow but long, and they are dark as far as the eye can see. The dim light flickered on the young man's face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. Bei Jinchuan and Jiang Wan hid on the side, quietly waiting for the arrival of those dead soldiers.

The darkness was very suitable for hiding, and the tense atmosphere and breathing became redundant, and he was actually surprised that the young man could immediately understand his intentions, and there was an indescribable tacit understanding in the actions of the two.

Calm and rational in dangerous situations, the teenager is indeed superior to others, and if they stand against the teenager, they will be a very interesting opponent.

The moss in the depths of the alley was still ticking from last night's rain, and it seemed to be extremely tight again and again.

Several figures stopped at the entrance of the alley, and the sunlight stretched their figures onto the wall, and the cold blades reflected an eerie cold light.

A string of thin footsteps rustled, getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, seeing Bei Jinchuan make a gesture, Jiang Wan understood, and a handful of poisonous powder was suddenly scattered, and the few dead soldiers in front didn't have time to dodge, and immediately screamed in pain when they were contaminated with poisonous powder. Whatever skin was exposed to the air began to suppurate and crack, and within a breath it was gone.

"It's not good, it's poisonous!"

Seeing this, the rest of the dead soldiers immediately retreated, covered their mouths and noses with their face towels, and looked around vigilantly with swords in their hands.

Jiang Wan threw a small poison avoidance pill to Bei Jinchuan long before the poison powder was sprinkled. The gray pill was sandwiched between the index finger and exuded a faint fragrance, and Bei Jinchuan raised his eyebrows and swallowed it without asking what it was.

Seeing King Qi swallow without hesitation, Jiang Wan's cold eyes finally had a little more warmth. The corners of his mouth are ridiculous, and he has the pleasure of being trusted in the years full of crises.

As soon as the poison powder dispersed, dozens of silver needles went straight to their life. The dead man hurriedly raised his breath and dodged away, the sound of metal hitting came and went, and the silver needles mixed with poisonous powder were like the scythe of death, and if they were stained, they would kill people.

Soon four or five more dead men fell to the ground. The smell of blood spread in all directions, ticking and ticking, and I don't know if it was the rain dripping from the moss or the blood of the fallen people.

Her task has been completed, and it will be handed over to King Qi next, the two looked at each other for a second, and Jiang Wan quickly flashed behind her.

In the silence, death oppresses the heart and shackles the soul.