Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

No one saw Jinchen's action. They only saw the male assassin suddenly tremble all over and his movements slowed down a bit, which was just enough for Yajiu to find his flaw and pierce his chest with the sword.

"elder brother!!"

Poison Sister cried out sadly, and when she saw her brother fall stiffly to the ground, she knew that the game was over. She could not fight against Yajiu alone!

hateful!

After a few more moves, the Poison Girl was pierced through the shoulder blade and her knees were kicked to the ground.

She bit her tongue tightly and shouted angrily, "You son of a bitch! If you don't die, King Han must die!"

"You won't have an easy time!"

Jinchen covered his ears with his hands and didn't take the words, which were not a threat, seriously at all. His handsome father had many more guards around him than he did.

He yelled back fiercely, "You are the one with the loud voice! You are the one who is going to die."

"Little Nine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yajiu pulled out the long sword that had pierced through Du Mei and wiped it towards her neck.

The poisonous girl stared unwillingly and fell to the ground.

The courtyard was silent.

The guards of the Zhou residence were well trained after all. After a brief shock, they hurriedly moved the three bodies of the assassins off the ground.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If anything happened to the prince, all of them would be in trouble today.

Only Zhou Zhihong was terrified, his legs trembling.

Isn't this an opportunity for him as the protagonist? Why hasn't the villain Jinchen died yet?

Jin Chen glanced at him and shouted with a hint of meaning, "This prince is not done with you for today's matter. If you know what's best for you, go to the Xu family tonight. Otherwise, I will make you live a life worse than death."

Anyway, once he goes to the Xu family mansion, the protagonist will not let him go.

Zhou Zhihong wanted to beg for mercy, but was taken away by the thugs brought by Xu Huaiyu.

Xu Huaiyu turned around and said to the stunned audience with a smile: "Everyone, please go away. Young Master Zhou's words and deeds are rude. I will go back to the mansion and discipline him properly."

"Ah... Well, goodbye then."

They looked at each other, bowed and said goodbye quickly, not daring to stay any longer.

Jinchen leaned on Yajiu's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Do you know those two people?"

Yajiu bit the tip of his tongue and nodded.

"Hmph, I'll interrogate you later."

Jinchen quietly touched his lower back, "It hurts so much, let's go back home!"

"Brother Chen! Don't you care about me anymore!"

Zhou Zhihong quickly popped up and said, "You haven't told Yu'er yet. Is Yu'er unable to see me again?"

I almost forgot about it.

Jinchen was embarrassed and waved to Xu Huaiyu, then he pulled a weed and hid it in his sleeve.

"My cousin's back injury has recurred. Let's go back and ask the court doctor to take a look." Xu Huaiyu came over worriedly and said to Yajiu, "When we get back home, fill two hot water bottles for my cousin to use as pads. It will help reduce the pain."

Yajiu felt as if he was facing a great enemy, and nodded obediently, "Yes."

Jinchen took out some weeds from his sleeve and handed them to Xu Huaiyu, "Here."

“Is this… a trophy?”

Xu Huaiyu didn't understand, but tried his best to make amends.

"Stupid, this is the magic herb I sent someone to get from a martial arts expert. As long as... as long as you chew it and swallow it, you can see things that others can't see."

Jinchen was serious and attached a trace of spiritual power to it.

When Yajiu saw Jinchen pulling weeds, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he thought quietly, the master is really cute.

Xu Huaiyu suddenly realized what was going on, and without any hesitation, he stuffed the weed into his mouth and swallowed it. Even though it was so bitter that his facial features wrinkled, he refused to drink water for fear that it would affect the effect.

Jinchen felt miserable just watching this, gnashing his teeth silently, and quickly ran away with his men, his steps inexplicably filled with guilt.

"Yu'er, ouch! Stop eating, Jinchen is lying...Yu'er?"

Zhou Zhihong was so anxious that he was running around, but suddenly he found that Xu Huaiyu had tears in his eyes and his gaze was fixed on him.

Zhou Zhihong was slightly startled, and looked back again. The yard was empty, and then he confirmed that it was true.

"Yu'er...can you see me?"

When Xu Huaiyu heard the familiar caring voice again, her nose wrinkled and tears burst out instantly.

“Brother Zhihong…”

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Inside the carriage.

Jinchen kicked off his boots without hesitation and lay down on the couch. The dull pain in his lower back finally felt a little better and he had time to slowly use his spiritual power to repair his old injury.

He was half lying lazily, and when he looked up he saw Yajiu kneeling under the couch with his head lowered.

Jin Chen coughed lightly, "Why are you kneeling? My waist hurts so badly, why are you kneeling like this?"

Yajiu was startled and quickly knelt down and took a few steps forward. He reached his hand into the quilt and massaged Jinchen carefully.

"Master, I'm sorry."

His tone was still very depressed.

"It's strange. You didn't hire this assassin. What are you sorry for?"

Jinchen pinched his face, unable to bear seeing the little guard so distraught.

"Although the siblings are older, I was the one who trained them..."

The more Yajiu spoke, the sadder he felt. The killer he personally helped organize and train turned out to be the one who assassinated his master.

"You're willing to take the blame for yourself."

Jinchen laughed and raised his hand to poke his face, "Come up, I want to hold you and rest."

Yajiu still felt bad, so he looked up at him and subconsciously bit his tongue again, but was forced to open his mouth because Jinchen pinched his chin.

"I want to bite again."

Why can't I change this bad habit?

He pressed the lips with his fingertips, and only let go when he saw the red blood. Jinchen pulled the person into his arms and stared at her.

"It's not your fault. I said I wanted to have a trial, which is another matter."

Thinking of his master's injured waist, Yajiu did not dare to lean on his master's arms as usual. He just huddled in the corner, raised his eyes obediently, and listened attentively.

"Let me ask you, whose organization is behind you? Why are you so vague every time I ask you?"

Yajiu lowered his eyes somewhat stiffly, but Jinchen's interrogation continued.

"I have seen the list. There are many royal relatives on it. If Lao Cao was not a member of the imperial court, he would not dare to write a blood oath so easily."

"As his disciple, you must be of high status, otherwise my father would not have allowed you to stay by my side."

Jinchen asked word by word, his eyes always on Yajiu's face, and his tone gradually became serious.

"If you don't tell me, I won't want you to be my bodyguard anymore."

Jinchen has been throwing tantrums more than once or twice, but this is the first time he has said such harsh words.

Yajiu's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly snuggled into his arms, his body trembling slightly.

"don't want…"

"I'll tell you everything... Don't send me away."

Jinchen rubbed the little guard's head and soothed him softly, "Go on."