Di Daughter: The Favoured Medical Princess

The green canopy galloped by, and Yier could not help but open the curtain of the window and looked at it curiously. Nangong Yu also glanced at the situation, and could not help but stare.

This driver should not be an ordinary person!

I saw the driver with a beard and a beard. He seemed to be at least thirty years old, with a burly build and sharp eyes. Even if he tried to consolidate his momentum, he still could not hide the **** Nangong who had seen countless blood in the previous life. The body is irritating, and it also exudes a strong **** smell. I don't know how many lives I have on my hands!

This person who committed a life without being jailed is either an executioner, or trained in the army, or he is a bandit!

The former two will be fine, if the latter ...

and many more……

Nangong Yan's nose moved, there was a **** smell in the carriage, and someone must have been injured inside!

The green wagon quickly disappeared, and soon there was only a black spot left.

Nangong Yuan thoughtfully, seeing that the carriage was heading for the capital of the king, did they say that they came to the capital for treatment?

At this time, Bai Hui, who was sitting with the groom outside the carriage, suddenly stooped into the carriage, and whispered something in Nangong's ear.

Nangong Xun's heart jumped and looked nervously at Bai Hui.

Bai Hui nodded.

Nan Gongxi's hand clenched the papa unconsciously, and his heart sank. Bai Hui just said that there was an ambush around the official road ...

who is it?

Shouldn't it be for them ...

Thinking of the green caravan just now and the very human driver, Nangong Sui was hesitant, and glanced at the direction of the green car.

At the moment, several people were alerting in the green caravan.

In addition to the bearded man driving the car, there were three people in the carriage, a black-faced man in his forties, a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt, and a young man about 20 years old lying in the carriage pale. Inside, his lips were bluish, and white cloth strips were wrapped around his right arm. The white cloth strips had been stained with blood, and a black, black, red, and red, made the viewer shocked!

"Lao Cheng," the dark-faced man said anxiously to the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt, "we have to hurry to the king's capital, and then go on like this, I'm afraid the small money can't sustain it."

Lao Cheng calmly said: "Zhou Dacheng, rest assured, here is not far from the king, there will only be more and more people in this official way ... Those people just did not dare to do it, they are even more dare now!" Later, he said, "I looked at the signs of the two carriages just now. The group should be from the Nangong family. Now the Nangong family is the strongest favor. If they really dare to do it, I am afraid it will not end! Injury to the family members of the minister will certainly cause panic in the court, and this court must be held accountable ... "

"Good." The dark-faced man Zhou Dacheng was obviously convinced by Lao Cheng, his face was slightly loose, and he nodded again and again, "If this is to let the step-prince who knows the Zhennan palace to send the killer to the outskirts of the capital city, wouldn't it? I just found the cause, and didn't take the opportunity to send troops to the Zhennan Royal Mansion! The plan and plan of the poison woman was really a bamboo basket to fetch water! "

"That's it." Lao Cheng nodded slightly.

At this time, the injured little money suddenly groaned, and opened his eyes in a difficult way, his eyes were hazy and he couldn't find the focus.

"Small money, what do you think?" Zhou Dacheng asked nervously.

Little Qian barely smiled: "I ... I'm fine." He tried to comfort his friend, but was too pale and weak.