As the moon wore on, the young guards who had been forced to listen to the roots of the wall looked at each other with embarrassment.

The captain of the guard listened silently for a quarter of an hour, and when he saw that the room was silent, he waved his hand and motioned for his men to stand under the eaves, so as to protect the two sleeping people in the house.

The guards looked at each other again, their faces turned red, and they lowered their heads and silently moved to their positions with strange steps, but they didn't see the back of the captain who escaped with light skills.

That's right, this captain just got married a month ago, and he was still in a strong relationship between husband and wife.

After a while, Mu Yunjing and Lan Yu walked in, followed by the captain of the guard and an ordinary-looking maid holding clothes.

"Jinglan, come in." Before a cup of tea, a hoarse female voice came from the room, and the faces of the guards changed again when they heard this voice.

Mu Yunjing nodded to the maidservant, and the maidservant opened the door and entered the house with her clothes, and after a while, the maidservant helped a person who was shrouded in a black cloak to come out, but when she looked at her figure, she knew that it was a woman.

The woman kept her head down from beginning to end, no one could see the face under the brim of the cloak and hat clearly, and the guards silently watched the two go out and get into the car and drive away, how could there be a feeling that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had been abandoned?

After Mu Yunjing explained to the captain of the guard to protect the prince, he took Lan Yu's hand and went out to get into the car and left, the guards watched again and the two left, how could there be a feeling that His Royal Highness the prince was used and lost?

I feel so sorry for our Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

When she woke up in the night, it was dark, there was only one candle burning lonely in the room, and she knew that this was the Accord of Jinfeng, she got up and walked to the table after losing too much blood and had a dry mouth, poured a cup of tea for herself and drank it all, she finally didn't feel thirsty after drinking three cups in a row, she knew that she didn't want to pursue the pain all over her body, and the injury on her shoulder was also replaced with the secret medicine powder of the Funeral Gate, and the coolness came so that she could analyze this matter.

"Jing Lan—" Death Night sat at the table and shouted, the pain was nothing to her, figuring out the whole thing was the big deal, she didn't want to just react passively and not take the initiative, I don't know if Jing Lan would find out the ins and outs.

"Young master." Soon after, Jinglan pushed open the door and walked in, holding a bowl of steaming decoction in her hand, since she handed over the information of the two parties to His Majesty and was affirmed, Death Night has been the young master of the Death Gate.

"Did you find out?" After taking the decoction handed by Jing Lan, Yan Yemei drank it without frowning, the medicine was bitter but the temperature was suitable, and after a while, she put the bowl lightly on the table and asked expressionlessly.

"Nope." Jing Lan, who was standing at the table, was as simple as ever, and when she heard this unexpected answer, she glanced at Jing Lan.

Seeing that Jing Lan was unhappy in the night, she continued: "The abandoned house in the south of the city, a sword seals the throat."

He's dead? No wonder it can't be found, dead people don't speak.

Also, the other party's careful layout will definitely not leave any clues, and she sat quietly at the table wrapped in gauze and wearing a single coat at night, and suddenly she snorted softly in the silent night.

It's not that they really have nothing left, first of all, this well-planned assassination is clearly aimed at themselves, although Jin Feng also knows some martial arts, but it is by no means as powerful as any of these people, and the dispatch of eight people can already complete the task perfectly, where do you still need to use poison short bows and these things.

Secondly, in order not to expose their purposes, they rushed to seal their mouths.

But how did they know that I was pretending to be Goldwind?

Who leaked the secret?

Still is...... Forget it, I don't want to lie back in bed at night, but I actually have a conclusion in my heart.

"Let someone go and bring Jin Feng back." Dynamary was a little sleepy, and after speaking, she fell into a deep sleep, and Jinglan silently retreated.

The warm sunlight poured into the Accord and woke up the night of the wounded, and the body was weakened due to excessive blood loss, so she could only recuperate obediently, but unfortunately the opponent was not so merciful to let her recuperate.

This man dressed as a nurse anxiously rushed into the Beauty Pavilion and found Jinglan, "Tell the young master, Jin Feng has been kidnapped." ”

After listening to the nursery's story, Jinglan came to say goodbye to the night, and she didn't say anything that was suitable for quiet recuperation, but just said truthfully, because the night of death has its own decisions and does not need others to say more.

It turns out that Jin Feng lives in the picturesque courtyard these days, and the days are also free, every day chanting poems, painting, playing the piano and singing songs, wandering between the mountains and rivers, and today when I get up, I see that the weather is fine, and I intend to go to the lake not far from the courtyard to enjoy the lotus.

Jin Feng as before, dressed up with a few maids and nurses to go out, boating on the lake to enjoy the lotus, painting, poetry, singing and singing, has a wonderful taste, happy days are always short-lived, the scorching sun is in the sky.

Jin Feng didn't want to suffer from the sun, so he hurriedly went ashore, and the boat shook sharply when he made a mistake, and then a few masked people appeared out of nowhere to knock Jin Feng unconscious, and the people who went ashore in the courtyard had already disappeared.

Hearing this, he pondered for a moment, wrote a letter with a pen, handed it to Jinglan along with a piece of jade pendant, and gave a few more instructions, then straightened up his clothes and hurried out of the city with the nurse.

The leader of the Guardian quickly found the other three Guardians who continued to track, they had lost their traces in a forest, and the other party seemed to be interested in luring them here.

An older nurse told Night, and he observed that it would be easy to get away from their tracking.

Jin Feng was thrown in a dark corner at will, untied hands and feet and unguarded, it seems that they are not afraid of people running away, and this is indeed the case, because at this time she has no strength in her whole body, let alone running, she can't even move a little finger, but her consciousness is clear, and she can clearly hear the conversation of several people around the corner.

"Yesterday the failure of the D team mission was executed, if you don't want to end up in the same fate, kill the night." The words spoken by the cold voice made people feel even more chilled.

"What about the woman who was kidnapped? Kill or?" The same cold asked in a respectful voice, as if death was not terrible.

"I'll take it." As soon as the words fell, a footstep walked towards the corner where Jin Feng was, and soon a man wearing green clothes and his face was also covered with black cloth appeared in front of Jin Feng.

I saw him look at Jin Feng expressionlessly, and swept it over as if confirmed, and then carried the weak Jin Feng on his right shoulder, and walked towards the passage in the opposite direction of the one he came from without saying a word.

Jin Feng, who was slaughtered by others, couldn't even speak, and could only be "obediently" carried on the shoulders of this man very indecently, but at this time, she didn't have the heart to care about these false courtesies.

At this time, saving his life was the most important thing, and when he looked sideways at the passage, which was about seven feet high and three feet wide, he saw that it was undecorated, had no windows, only a few oil lamps, and the dim light was shining, and he could barely see the uneven road under his feet, which should be on the ground, because the places that could be seen were slightly moist, and the air smelled of dampness.