Who would raise a villain as a wife?

The two of them didn't say anything else and went to sleep quietly. The next day, He Yunjing got up early, joined the team, and followed the team.

Jiang Li took a look when he went out, but quickly looked away. He also knew that He Yunjing's identity could not be exposed, otherwise he would be in big trouble.

They walked like this for another day, but they didn't make it to the post station in time at night, so they could only rest in the wild.

He Yunjing stood outside the carriage and looked around. They would arrive at the border tomorrow, and if anyone wanted to take action, tonight would be the best opportunity.

The winter nights were very cold, but luckily there was no snow, and there were places to rest, with fires lit everywhere for warmth.

But in the middle of the night, many soldiers were frozen and had no energy. Just as the hour of Chou arrived, He Yunjing heard a slight noise. He immediately became alert and looked at the soldiers in the team. They were just dozing off.

His eyes turned cold, and soon there was a sound of breaking air, which was drowned out by the sound of the cold wind.

He Yunjing instantly drew out the sword hanging from his waist to block the flying arrows, and at the same time knocked on the carriage and warned in a low voice, "Don't come out."

Jiang Li in the carriage opened his eyes instantly, sat up straight, bent down and took out the sword hidden under the seat.

This was the sword given to him by He Yunjing. He was no longer a powerless man, but he did not rush out rashly as he could not distract He Yunjing.

On the contrary, it can create a false impression, so that when others attack him, he can fight back better.

With He Yunjing's action, the team quickly stood up and gathered around the carriage to resist the rain of arrows.

After a wave of arrow rain passed, a dozen men in black rushed out. Unlike the soldiers who were training Quanjiao, these people were real martial artists, which could be seen from their speed.

He Yunjing mingled among the soldiers to resist the assassins. He wielded the knife skillfully and ruthlessly. The cold light flashed by it could definitely bring out blood, and soon the blade was dyed blood red.

The assassin also quickly discovered He Yunjing's abnormality. He was so conspicuous that other soldiers fell quickly, but He Yunjing solved the assassin with just a few moves. He killed several of them in such a short time.

Soon the assassins changed their strategy. Half of them tried to stop He Yunjing, and the remaining half rushed towards the carriage.

Seeing this, He Yunjing immediately used his spear, which gave him a relative advantage in attack. If any unusual situation occurred, he could also use the spear to quickly get to the front of the carriage to protect Jiang Li.

As soon as the spear came out, He Yunjing's moves became faster. After killing the enemy, he could defend quickly and quickly dealt with the remaining assassins. He used the spear to support himself and landed on the carriage.

He pushed aside the approaching assassin, grabbed the reins and rushed forward quickly, "Come out and drive the carriage, leave the rest to me."

Jiang Li came out immediately after hearing the sound, took the reins and sat down. At the same time, he saw countless sharp arrows shooting towards him from the front, but were blocked by He Yunjing's dancing spear.

The carriage was speeding on the road, and at the same time, assassins jumped down from the trees on both sides of the road. He Yunjing flew onto the roof of the carriage, wielding his spear and knocking all those people away.

However, there was an ambush of assassins ahead, and if the carriage continued forward it would definitely be forced to stop.

He Yunjing had been on guard the whole time. When the horse neighed and fell forward, he immediately jumped down, grabbed Jiang Li's arm, and plunged into the woods beside him.

There were a large number of assassins behind them and arrows were shot at them from time to time. He Yunjing protected Jiang Li and moved forward, listening carefully. He was able to accurately capture the direction of the arrows and block them with his spear.

The two of them fled all the way to a hillside. He Yunjing acted decisively and kicked a piece of dead wood off, while flying down with Jiang Li in his hand. He raised his hand to activate the mechanism, nailing the flying claw to a big tree, and successfully flew Jiang Li down without leaving any trace.

The two of them fell directly into a small pit. He Yunjing pulled out a piece of cloth to cover them, picked up a few dead branches and pressed them on the cloth, then breathed softly and waited.

Soon the assassin caught up with them, and when he saw the broken wood kicked down by He Yunjing, he immediately said, "We've been tricked. They must be running that way. Let's chase them."

In the darkness, Jiang Li's eyes widened and she instantly realized why He Yunjing kicked down the broken wood.

He Yunjing didn't say anything, but kept listening to the sound of dead leaves being stepped on. He pulled Jiang Li up only after he was sure that the person had gone far away.

It is better to use the flying claw to avoid leaving footprints and traces. This will make it more difficult for the opponent to chase them, and even if they are found, the number of assassins will be reduced.

Soon they were out of the forest. He Yunjing put away his flying claws, held Jiang Li's cold hand tightly, and walked forward.

Jiang Li looked at the vague outline ahead and said, "This is not the way to the border."

"Going now would be like sending a sheep into a tiger's mouth. If he can't find anyone, he will block the road he must take."

Eri frowned, "Where are we going then?"

"I left a letter for my father before I left. If you are assassinated, he will come to the place I mentioned to find us. It will take at most two days."

He Yunjing did make arrangements and quickly took Jiang Li up the mountain to find a dilapidated temple.

He Yunjing pushed the statue open, and there was a dark room under the seat. He Yunjing directly pulled Jiang Li in, and after turning the mechanism, the statue returned to its original position.

He Yunjing had come to clean up the dark room in advance. Although there was no bed, there was a thick quilt and some food.

The two were already hungry after running for a long time, so they picked up some cakes and pastries and started eating, and there was also a pot of clean water.

After eating, He Yunjing let Jiang Li take a nap. This place was not absolutely safe either. The two of them had to take turns to go out for some fresh air. After all, they didn't know how long they would have to wait.

Jiang Li nodded, slept for two hours, and then let He Yunjing sleep, while she waited.

Wrapped in a quilt, Jiang Li sat on the bed and looked ahead blankly. He knew the plan this time. Mo Wenhe had arranged it long ago. He wanted him to be assassinated before he returned to Wu State, so that the blame could be easily put on Wu State. In that way, there would be a good explanation for Lin State's dispatch of troops.

They said that as long as he was injured and pretended to be dead, Jiang Li couldn't help but sneer. So many assassins were merciless. They didn't want him to fake his death, but clearly wanted to make full use of him and let him die.

Mo Wenhe never believed in him and just used him as a chess piece.

Jiang Li couldn't help feeling depressed. He hugged his knees and buried his head. He felt that his life was ridiculous.

The father is not the father, the emperor is not the father, and their identities that cannot be seen in the light will always be exploited and looked down upon.

But it was clearly not his choice at birth, so why did he have to be treated as a tool and then be discarded so easily?

As he thought about this, the darkness in his heart spread infinitely. He wanted to drag everyone down with him and let those who had used and despised him die without a burial place.

Jiang Li laughed secretly. Having inherited that man's blood, he was bad to the core.

Just as hatred and darkness continued to grow, the person lying on the bed suddenly turned over and faced him wrapped in the quilt.

Jiang Li raised her head and looked at the person on the bed. Half of his face was covered by the beard, and the exposed skin was red and a little cracked due to being blown by the wind.

Looking at this face, the mood of self-abandonment suddenly faded away, and Jiang Li lowered her eyes with a slightly dim look.

It would be great if this person was his. He should tie him up and make use of everything he could. As long as He Yunjing belonged to him completely, that would be enough!