The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Jiang Rongyuan's heart skipped a beat, and when he was about to ask, he heard the guard say intermittently: "Princess...Princess, she used some means to put a huge amount of evil fire in that box! The guard who was chasing him would ...all...all burned to death..."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, but he spoke every word clearly.

"what?"

Jiang Rongyuan's expression immediately changed!

Even Jiang Weijing was startled, and a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"What about her?"

he asked quickly.

The guard immediately lowered his head when he heard this: "Run...run..."

The atmosphere was disturbingly quiet.

Jiang Weijing frowned. He didn't expect Jiang Yunluo to be so capable.

Jiang Rongyuan's face turned livid, and there was no trace of affection in his eyes, only overwhelming anger.

half an hour-

"It's the opposite! It's really the opposite!"

He flicked his long sleeves and gritted his teeth and said: "Come here, tell me my decree! Go and draft it now! Tell the world that Princess Yunluo is not dead yet, but was bewitched by Beiming! Now she even set fire to the Royal Villa. , with intent to assassinate! Wanted nationwide!"

"Yes!"

The guard hurriedly took the order and left.

Jiang Weijing pushed the wheelchair forward and asked, "Father, is this possible..."

"how?"

There was no warmth in Jiang Rongyuan's tone.

He has been away from home for many years, and he never thought that today, he would be so provoked and controlled by the junior who grew up watching him!

Jiang Weijing immediately lowered his head in understanding and said solemnly: "Father is wise."

Jiang Rongyuan didn't speak, but stared at him with a flash of dark light in his eyes.

Then he stepped forward and patted Jiang Weijing's shoulder gently.

"Thanks to you this time. You have made a great contribution, but what do you want?"

Jiang Weijing replied: "It is what a son should do to share his father's worries. I have nothing to ask for."

Jiang Rongyuan was very satisfied, patted his shoulder again, turned and left.

Jiang Weijing watched a group of people walking away surrounded by him, with a cold curve on his lips.

In the dark alley——

Jiang Yunluo was covering her wounds and sitting quietly by the wall.

After taking care of the few guards just now, no new people came after them.

But also have to guard.

She looked up at the moonlight and closed her eyes.

It's too early now.

It’s better to recover your strength first and think of a way to go back later.

So, we waited for another hour.

It wasn't until the moon hung high in the sky that Jiang Yunluo stood up cautiously.

The wounds on his body had already stopped.

But with this movement, the serious area started to bleed again.

Jiang Yunluo didn't care.

The available wound medicine on the body has been used up just now, and some small wounds even have no medicine.

Let's find a way to go back first...

Thinking about it, she cautiously walked out of the dark alley. Meteor's alert look marked every movement around her.

The lights were dim.

There was no one on the street.

There were only a few scattered lanterns hanging under the eaves of certain houses.

This did not reassure Jiang Yunluo much.

The news of the deaths of those people just now should have been sent back.

I don’t know how Uncle Huang reacted when he found out...

The quieter it is now, the more it feels like the calm before the storm.

This time I completely broke my skin.

Jiang Yunluo's mind was in a mess, her thoughts seemed to be above the clouds, dragging her tired body step by step towards Shui Yunjian.

But before reaching Shuiyunjian——

She stopped far away!

The lights are brightly lit among the water and clouds.

Almost everything is lit.

It stands out in the dark streets.

Therefore, we can see that a group of neatly dressed guards have gathered outside the courtyard.

I'm afraid it's the same inside.

No wonder there is no movement...

It turns out that someone had already been sent here to wait and wait!

This lamp...

I'm afraid Manman wants to remind her not to come back.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yunluo took one last deep look at Shui Yunjian, then turned and left without looking back.

She had nowhere to go, so she returned to the dark alley where she had been before, found an old unoccupied house, and climbed in from the outside of the wall.

The house is very dilapidated.

But although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

The owner of the house must have moved away, leaving behind a lot of old furniture, which looks quite old.

The old wooden bed creaked just by sitting on it, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment.

The only thing that could be used was a few pieces of men's clothing in the cabinet that smelled like dust.

Jiang Yunluo patted it casually and held it in her hand.

Then he picked up some hay and piled it against the wall, sat on it, and finally closed his eyes tiredly.

The sharp stabbing pain in my head felt like someone was inserting and inserting countless silver needles and stirring them wildly.

Before he completely lost consciousness, there was only one thought left in his mind.

It was impossible for Ling Fengshuo not to notice such a big move by the emperor's uncle.

What is he doing right now...

The next day—

Jiang Yunluo was awakened by the sound of birds.

Birds were chirping outside the courtyard, sharing the fruits they had just arrived with their companions.

Jiang Yunluo opened her eyes hazily, and was shaken by the sunlight. She checked the time and found that it was already morning.

The wounds have already scabbed over.

The whole room was filled with a faint smell of blood.

She calmed down for a while and noticed that her whole body was a little weak, so she raised her hand and touched her forehead.

have a fever.

Look down at yourself again.

Several wounds that were not treated much yesterday also felt stinging, and the surrounding areas were red and swollen. It looked like they were inflamed.

The situation couldn't be worse.

Jiang Yunluo never showed any embarrassment on her face. After a while, she sneered.

I am used to living a pampered life.

Her current embarrassed appearance is a bit like when she first started her mission.

Thinking about it, she stood up carefully, took off her dress, found the shabby men's clothes she found last night and put them on.

He tied up his hair again.

But it was not combed neatly, but loosely, letting the broken hair almost cover the face.

Then he rubbed two handfuls of dust on the wall and smeared it directly on his face.

After doing all this, she felt relieved and turned around and walked out the door.

The sun is warm outside.

It seems that I can hear people walking by outside the streets from time to time.

It seems to be quite noisy.

Jiang Yunluo lowered her head and stood under the sun for a while.

really.

People coming and going didn't pay much attention to this thin "man" who suddenly appeared.

At most, he only took one or two glances, and then looked away in disgust, thinking that if he was in such a poor state, he should be a drunkard or a gambler, and it would be better to stay away from him.

Jiang Yunluo slowly walked towards the nearest drug store.

She still has some scraps of money on her and needs to buy medicine now.

thinking about—

But suddenly he passed by a noisy crowd.

Everyone was gathering together and the discussion was intense.

"The person is still alive? Is it true?"

"The imperial list has been posted! Can it be fake?"

Another person answered with a confident look on his face: "I think it's what the imperial list says! This Princess Yunluo has been bewitched by Beiming!"

Jiang Yunluo's feet suddenly stopped.