A house full of cannon fodder reads my mind. Who knows? I’m going crazy.

A severed hand fell directly to the ground, and blood sprayed on Concubine Xian's face.

Her eyes widened in horror, her pupils shaking.

The kidnappers were not much better. They were excited, but they didn't expect someone to interrupt them and injure their accomplices. Their expressions changed drastically, their eyes were fierce, and they took out their weapons and tried to fight the kidnappers.

One of the daggers was kicked away before he could pull it out.

The others looked at the visitor, their pupils narrowed, and their expressions were horrified: "King...Wise King..."

"You can still recognize me. It seems that you are not blind yet." The ruthless man in black clothes raised his hand and put his long sword against the heart of the leading kidnapper. The blood-stained sword glowed coldly: "Say, on the eleventh day Where is the prince?"

"Little... I don't know. Little one obviously locked the person here, but who knew that he suddenly disappeared. It was her, the Da Jin Concubine, who must have rescued the person."

The Xian Wang followed the kidnapper's gaze and saw an embarrassed woman crouched in the corner. At this time, her eyes widened in horror, her face was stained with blood, and she looked broken and tragic.

The wise king narrowed his eyes and pointed his sword at the wise concubine: "Did you rescue the eleventh prince?"

Concubine Xian was so frightened that she trembled and didn't dare to breathe: "I...I don't know. I woke up here. Who knows what your men did and where you hid my son." ?”

"Are you Concubine Xian?" King Xian stared at Concubine Xian with half of her face red and swollen. For some reason, she seemed familiar.

Concubine Xian nodded and regarded them as a group. She knew that if she continued to stay here, she would only die.

Realizing this, when the Xian Concubine saw the Xian King approaching, she immediately pulled out the hairpin and wanted to take the Xian King hostage.

But she didn't expect that her intention had already been seen through. As soon as she got the hairpin, the wise king removed her arm, grabbed her neck and lifted her up.

The fear of death made Concubine Xian struggle desperately. In panic, the arm that had not been removed grabbed the King Xian's neck and pulled out what he was wearing around his neck, which made the King Xian unhappy.

The thing around his neck is very important to him.

No one can touch it.

This damn concubine Da Jin.

Seeing that King Xian was about to teach Concubine Xian a lesson, Concubine Xian heard the surprised, disbelieving, and probing voice of Concubine Xian: "First year of junior high school?"

The angry King Xian paused, a little unbelievable that this title came out of her mouth. Only a few people knew the name Chuyi, and basically they were all gone.

Hearing someone call him Chu Yi again, Xian Wang was in a trance.

Concubine Xian was overjoyed when she saw his reaction: "Is it really you?"

The King Xian frowned, let go of Concubine Xian who was having difficulty breathing, and took a cautious step back, looking at Concubine Xian who was in a state of embarrassment, leaning against the wall of the secret passage: "Who are you, and why do you know this name?"

Concubine Xian had a complicated mood and smiled uglier than crying: "I'm fifteen!"

Concubine Xian didn't expect that she would meet the young bamboo horse in this situation. He had grown into someone she didn't recognize and almost killed her.

Concubine Xian was frightened and frightened. She didn't feel relieved until she was sure that the person in front of her would not hurt her.

When she fell, she quickly fell into a broad embrace, with the smell of blood on his body.

The Xian Wang carefully protected the person in his arms, brushed away the messy hair from her face, and looked at the face splattered with a lot of blood. Not looking at the red and swollen half of the face, looking at the uninjured face, it looked vaguely like in his memory. The girl with the charming smile met.

fifteen?

Aren’t you dead? How did you become Da Jin’s virtuous concubine?

The kidnappers had no idea that King Xian and the concubine Da Jin knew each other. They realized that they had made a big mistake, and they all knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word.

The Xian King carefully picked up the Xian Concubine and said in a cold tone, "Who hit her?"

The kidnapper who slapped Concubine Xian in the face did not dare to hide it, and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "You deserve to die, I don't dare to do it anymore."

"There will be no next time." With a look from the wise king, his trusted guards knew what to do.

The kidnapper who slapped him in the face had his hand chopped off and his neck wiped.

As for the others, they were all killed because they could not find out the whereabouts of the Eleventh Prince.

The comatose Concubine Xian was carried out by the King Xian from the secret underground passage.

Her arm had been removed and had to be reattached.

The King Xian didn't care so much. There was a click, and the Concubine Xian woke up in pain. She slapped the King Xian's arm and said, "Don't be afraid, it's me!"

Concubine Xian thought she had met a bad person, so she loosened her teeth and looked at the frowning man in front of her. She cast her peripheral vision inside the house and saw it was a tent: "Where is this?"

"Damon camp." The wise king reassured: "Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you."

Concubine Xian breathed a sigh of relief: "Where is the Eleventh Prince?"

The wise king glanced at her, but she was concerned about her son: "I have sent people to inquire. If there is news, I will tell you immediately that you were not kidnapped by them. Do you know who sent you to Damon?"

Concubine Xian shook her head: "It's strange. Originally, I was in another palace. Suddenly my vision went dark and I didn't know anything. I woke up in that secret passage. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid... "

"On the first day of junior high school, they called you the Wise King. How could you be the Wise King? You were not killed by bandits, how could you still be alive?" They met and fell in love when they were young. Their mothers were good sisters, and one was abandoned by a man. Take your son back to your parents' home.

A peasant girl was disliked by scholars for her status as a peasant girl. After high school, she married the daughter of a high official, abandoned her wretched wife and daughter, and rose to prominence in the capital, that is, the father of a good concubine.

They grew up together, and later became secretly in love. They originally waited for her to get married when she was a girl. Who knew that when she was thirteen years old, something happened to the young man's family unexpectedly, and the man who abandoned their mother and son came to find him, saying that he would take them back to his hometown. Life.

The two were reluctant to leave, but they could only agree to pick him up when he settled down in his hometown.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a year, there was no news. When she inquired, she found out that they encountered bandits on the way there, and they were afraid that they were all dead.

When Concubine Xian found out, she was so sad that she almost followed him away.

Later, there was a flood in their village, and both her mother and her uncle died. She and her wet nurse were the only ones to depend on each other. In order to survive, she had to go to the capital to find her father, who was climbing the dragon and the phoenix.

Later, under the arrangement of her father, the disheartened Concubine Xian entered the palace and gradually transformed from a beautiful girl to the current Concubine Xian.

But he didn't expect to see his young love in such circumstances.

After hearing Concubine Xian tell her story, King Xian secretly clenched his fists and talked about his own affairs: "I went back to look for you. When I went back, I found that the village had been washed away. Everyone said that everyone in the village was dead. I thought... thought you were dead too."

Concubine Xian denied loudly: "I didn't, I'm still alive, I'm alive..."

As she spoke, thinking of her current status, Concubine Xian smiled awkwardly: "So what if you have looked for me? Now I am Concubine Da Jin Xian, and you are Concubine Damon. We are strangers, and we only want to go our separate ways. well."

Looking at the sad-looking Concubine Xian, the King Xian moved his lips, but didn't know what to say. He clenched his fists and said, "You have a good rest first, and I will go find out the whereabouts of the Eleventh Prince. Don't worry, your son, I won’t let the Damons hurt him.”

"Thank you." Concubine Xian comforted herself, you still have a son, you are already Concubine Xian.

So what if he's not dead? Can you still elope with him?

You haven’t seen each other for more than ten years, and things have changed a lot.

Concubine Xian thanked her coldly and distantly, causing King Xian to pause and stand with his back to her for a while. Without saying anything, he opened the curtain and left.