The vicious villain is pretending to be weak again

"Your Highness, what is Lin Jiang's background? I don't see anything special about him."

The purple-robed man was playing with the leather whip in his hand, his eyes were black and blue, and the guards around him were hunting, but he followed the prince, without any intention of doing it himself.

He is the young master of the Mu Mansion, Mu Zhaofeng.

Zhao De sat on the horse, but after riding for a while, he felt sore and uncomfortable, and he was not in a good mood. He frowned when he heard Mu Zhaofeng's question.

"How does Gu know? I thought it was really my younger brother living outside, but now my father has never mentioned this matter, so I can't tell the truth from the fake."

Mu Zhaofeng lowered his eyebrows thoughtfully.

The Mu family had already sent someone to investigate, but Lin Jiang seemed to appear out of thin air, and Lao Shizi's Lin Family Escort Bureau was just a fake identity, and he didn't even know where he came from.

It's just that after he came to Beijing, besides soaking in kilns, he listened to operas in teahouses.

"I heard from here that he met...General Jiang."

Zhao De paused, his phoenix eyes slanted, and then he smiled.

"It's said that the emperor's grandmother is old, but now she looks at her alone, but she is not old at heart."

"So what." Mu Zhaofeng sneered, obviously disdainful of the Queen Mother.

"Now she is afraid that she is powerless. What can a mere Privy Council Bachelor do? It is impossible to listen to him with an unknown origin."

As long as the queen mother falls, the people placed by the Mu family in the Privy Council will be able to take the opportunity to push her up. At that time, how can he, Zhao Quan, compete.

"If Lin Jiang hadn't been on the imperial jade plate, then his name would not be justified, but there is nothing to worry about. Your Highness, Zhao Quan and Princess Baoxi have reunited. If he wins over Zhenshan military……"

Listening to Mu Zhaofeng's analysis, Zhao De lowered his eyes with a dejected expression, and a deep disgust appeared between his brows.

"So what, Jiang Heng's far water can't save Zhao Quan. You guys are really capable. It's fine if he hasn't received any news about his secret garrison, and he can't catch any evidence. Now this kind of news is well-informed." very."

There was a stick in his words, Mu Zhaofeng's face darkened, but he didn't dare to refute, so he could only bow his waist and bow his head humbly, with an appearance of obedience.

"It's because the ministers and others are ineffective. This matter falls into the hands of Deputy Envoy Du of the Privy Council, and our people can't intervene."

"If you can't intervene, you will find a way. Is it possible that you have to beg that Eucommia alone?" Zhao De scolded impatiently.

"Yes." Mu Zhaofeng tensed his jaw, but Zhao De was still not satisfied.

"If we can catch the handle of raising private soldiers, not to mention one Baoxi, even ten Baoxis will not be able to save him..."

Just as Zhao De was speaking, dozens of men in black appeared in the forest holding short arrows.

"call out!"

A crossbow arrow came through the air, Zhao De's face was terrified, the tip of the arrow brushed his cheek and passed, leaving a bloodstain.

Mu Zhaofeng shrank his pupils and shouted.

"Escort!!! There are assassins!!!"

The guards quickly surrounded Zhao De, but the group of men in black were like ghosts, shooting one arrow at a time, and the group of guards barely drew their bows to fight back.

But how can arrows compare with bows and crossbows? In just a few breaths, the guards fell to the ground one after another.

In a panic, everyone wanted to escort Zhao De away, but he fell off the horse with his legs swollen.

"Your Highness!"

"call out!"

The short arrow passed through Mu Zhaofeng's hair crown, he quickly grabbed the horse rope, and almost without thinking, he turned around and left with his whip.

Only the guard and Zhao De stayed where they were.

Zhao De fell from his horse, and when he fell dizzy, he raised his head and saw Mu Zhaofeng's leaving back, his eyes and teeth cracked with hatred, and he said in hatred.

"Mu! Zhao! Feng!"

The guards also regained their composure and surrounded him one after another, desperately protecting him.

The whistle of the attack resounded throughout the forest, and the smell of blood permeated Zhao De's whole body. His back and right leg hurt so badly that he could barely lean on the guard's body to help him.

But the men in black gradually approached, and the guards fell one by one. Someone had already been shot by arrows. Zhao De was terrified, so he could only hold the guards tightly and let them act as human shields for him.

The sound of the short arrow piercing the flesh is on the side of the ear, just like the ecstasy of the underworld.

Zhao De held his head in pain, almost insane.

"Forbidden Army! Where are the Forbidden Army! Escort!!! Escort Gu Gu!!!"

With the sound of horseshoes, Zhao De seemed to have grasped the vitality, raised his head tremblingly, and saw an arrow piercing through the air, and his few guards fell to the ground in response.

Followed by another arrow.

The hairs on his whole body were standing upright, and his pupils were needle-like, just when he thought he was going to die.

An arrow from the other side just broke the crossbow bolt that was close at hand.

The arrow is like flying electricity, and there is no side to the height.

Zhao De lay limp on the ground, his robe was soaked, his dignity as a prince turned into a puddle of yellow water and flowed out of his body.

The guard quickly filled the vacancy, and the sound of hooves flying all around got closer, the killer stopped in his tracks, and one of them shouted.

"withdraw!"

This time, Zhao De couldn't even bark, as two horseshoes approached, he managed to see a stone blue figure.

The man flew off the horse, holding the bow and arrow tightly in his hand, and said in a solemn voice.

"His Royal Highness is fine."

The guard was also frightened and his legs softened, shook his head, and forced himself to stop to make way for a passage.

Zhao De sat slumped on the ground, his face was full of tears and sweat, he raised his head in a numb manner, his jaw was trembling and he couldn't say a word.

"Turn around! Don't look!"

Jiang Lingyi frowned, and threw away the bow in her hand, and the hairpin star behind her immediately tore off her immediate package and handed it to her.

She stepped forward, knelt down at Zhao De's feet, and lowered her voice.

"Your Highness, you are being abrupt."

The cloak covered Zhao De's shoulders, covering his bright yellow robe.

To be able to force the dignified prince to such an extent, these people...

Thinking of those crossbows, his brows furrowed even deeper.

Fenghuang Mountain is a mine, not such fine iron, and if it is Zhao Quan, how can he have the confidence to retreat completely.

If today's matter is brought to light, then he will never be able to again.

With Zhao Quan's temper, he never had the ruthlessness to break the boat.

"Chen Lu Yu came too late to save me! He deserves death!"

The tall and thin man got off his horse and knelt down in front of the prince.

At this moment, the escorting guards arrived, and amidst the chaotic sound of horseshoes, Zhao De finally came to his senses.

He raised his eyes numbly, and what caught his eyes was a cold white and delicate face, the young man's crow-blue eyelashes drooping, and he was seriously tying up the cloak belt for himself.

"Lin, Lin Jiang?"

"The minister is here."

Zhao De came back to his senses, his face turned cold suddenly.

"Come here, help the orphan get up."

Jiang Lingyi got up and retreated to the side. With the support of the guards, Zhao De looked at the corpses and crossbow arrows all over the floor, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were burning with monstrous anger.

"Investigate for Gu! If you can't catch anyone! Gu will take your heads."

"The minister obeys the order!"

Lu Yu's complexion turned pale, and he could only respond in a low voice.

No one dared to speak, Zhao De looked down at Jiang Lingyi deeply, without saying a word, he left under the escort of the guards and the forbidden army.

Zhao Deben was suspicious, and Jiang Lingyi was not surprised, but after they left, he picked up the crossbow arrows on the ground and held them in his hands.

Looking at the blood-stained arrow, her gaze deepened.