Red Mansion: Unparalleled Jade Young Master/red Mansion: Wrongly Married Qin Keqing at the Beginning

But she only took a few steps, her ankle hurt again, and she fell to the ground again.

Just at the point where she was about to fall, a pair of big hands stopped her from behind, just like when she wanted to hit a pillar and die that night.

The same actions, the same characters, but the mood is already different.

Last time, she was panicked and annoyed, but this time, she was shy and slightly flustered.

"I forgot, you still have injuries on your feet, and I'll help you relax your muscles and activate your blood." Just when she was shy, she felt her body lighten up again, but she returned to Jia Jue's arms.

During the night, she was held in Jia Jue's arms several times, but she didn't resist it.

Jia Jue probed his hand, but suddenly smiled, his hands were covered with cloth strips, and he couldn't move freely at all.

"Ah, your hand is hurt, so you don't need it." Concubine Shu said hastily.

Jia Jue smiled, and clenched his palms tightly, only to hear a few slight cracking sounds, and the cloth strips in his hands were broken by him.

"What are you doing!" Concubine Shu was startled, and quickly grabbed his hand.

"Sister Shu'er, don't worry, she's fine with a little injury." Jia Jue spread out his palm to her.

Concubine Shu looked over, but was shocked to find that the wound on Jia Jue's hand had really healed, and even the traces were gone.

"You..." Thinking of her actions just now, she was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head. With the speed of Jia Jue's wound healing, she didn't need her help at all.

But she, unexpectedly...

Just when she was extremely shy, a burst of hot air suddenly came from her ankle, and the pain in her ankle, which was tingling, really didn't hurt anymore.

She quickly raised her head to look at Jia Jue, but saw his perfect profile again.

For a moment, she was stunned.

……

After half an hour.

After sending Concubine Shu back to the camp, Jia Jue returned to his tent.

However, the moment he walked into the camp, a cold light shot straight at him.

Jia Jue didn't dodge, just stood quietly.

The next moment, a short blade with a flashing cold light stopped in front of him, and at the same time, a pleasant voice sounded:

"Why don't you hide?"

Jia Jue smiled faintly: "Why do you want to hide?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" the voice asked.

Jia Jue asked back, "Can you?"

"Why not? You are a heartless thief, everyone can punish you." That voice suddenly had a hint of coquettish anger.

Jia Jue smiled and brushed aside the dagger in front of him, walked into the account, lit the oil lamp: "Why did I betray my heart?"

"Hmph! You flirted with that woman in the snow, thinking I didn't see it?"

The oil lamp was lit, and the inside of the tent became brighter, reflecting a charming and beautiful face.

It was Zhen'er.

She rushed over from the south of the Yangtze River non-stop, braving the heavy wind and snow, but when she arrived, she saw him and Concubine Shu behaving intimately, and she felt extremely wronged.

Jia Jue smiled: "Where did I flirt with her, she is a concubine, the emperor's woman, how could I have such courage?"

"Tch, don't be fooled by me, but I saw it, the way she looked at you almost dripped water." Zhen'er annoyed lightly, and put away the dagger.

At this time, although she still had anger on her face, she was in a much better mood because Jia Jue was willing to explain to her.

"Hey, it smells so sour, who knocked over the jar of vinegar?" Jia Jue sniffed his nose and smiled.

Zhen'er blushed, gave him a big white eye, and spat: "Who is jealous!"

Jia Jue lit the small stove, boiled hot water, and beckoned to her, "Come and sit down."

Zhen'er pouted, although she seemed awkward, she still obediently sat down in front of him.

Soon, the water boiled. Jia Jue made a pot of tea and filled a cup for her: "Miss Zhen'er has worked hard all the way in the wind and snow. Drink some tea to warm up."

Hearing what he said, Zhen'er's heart was full of joy, and all the little anger dissipated immediately.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip happily.

Just as Jia Jue was about to speak, he heard a wolf howl not far away.

He looked at Zhen'er and smiled: "You came just in time, so you can see a good show."

……

Zhao An was sitting in his tent. Although he was holding a book in his hand, his mind was not on the book at all. He just sat quietly and listened to the movement outside the tent.

Time passed slowly, and all he could hear was the whistling wind and snow.

This made him frown, and a trace of worry flashed in his heart. It took him a lot of effort to arrange Cao Shida into the camp.

Such a god-given opportunity, he should not miss it.

Yes, during this period of time, he reconnected with Cao Shida. The so-called enemy's enemy is an ally. The two hit it off, reached an exchange of interests, and established a close cooperative relationship.

Just when he was worried, he suddenly heard the faint voice of shouting from outside the account.

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said to his confidant eunuch, "Go and see, what happened outside?"

The little eunuch ran out immediately, and came back after a while to report:

"Your Highness, His Majesty's camp is surrounded, and no one is allowed to go."

Zhao An was overjoyed when he heard the words. It seemed that Cao Shida had made a move, but he didn't know what the result would be.

He continued to read the book calmly, but all his energy was concentrated on his ears.

He was waiting, waiting for Cao Shida to send him a signal.

Howling wolves is success, barking dogs is failure.

"Ow!"

Not long after, a loud and long wolf howl sounded.

Zhao An's eyes lit up, he threw away the book in his hand, got up suddenly, and rushed out of the ledger.

"Where is your Highness going?" the little eunuch asked hastily.

Zhao An's eyes shone with ecstasy: "Go to the top of the world!"

Chapter 370 A good show

Although Zhao Qi's camp did not allow idlers to enter, Zhao An still entered it by virtue of his own identity.

He walked into the tent, but he smelled a strong smell of blood.

This made him happy.

When he got to Zhao Qi's bedside, he saw that Zhao Qi was lying motionless on the bed, his face was full of ashes, like a dead person.

"Father!" Zhao An cried out sadly, tears rolling down his eyes.

"Mr. Liu, what happened to Father?" He asked Liu Tian beside him.

Liu Tian sighed deeply, and wiped away the tears from his eyes: "I don't know why, but an assassin rushed out suddenly and stabbed His Majesty."

"Bastard! There are so many guards, yet an assassin sneaked in! They are all dead!" Zhao An scolded angrily.

Liu Tian also cursed a few words.

Zhao An glanced at Zhao Qi, and asked quickly, "I don't know how your father's injury is?"

Liu Tian cried: "The imperial physician said that His Majesty's injuries are extremely serious, and ordinary medicines are probably useless. They have already returned to Beijing to get the medicines."

Zhao An's heart skipped a beat. Doesn't this mean that Zhao Qi is not dead?If he waited for the imperial physician to return, would Zhao Qi survive?

This is not good news for him.

Just when he was hesitating, a servant suddenly came to report:

"Director Liu, the empress and all the empresses are asking to see you outside the account."

"Ah!" Liu Tian frowned deeply, he thought for a while, and said to Zhao An, "Your Highness, this matter must not be spread outside the public, I will go and tell you ladies, and you stay here to guard Your Majesty."

Zhao An nodded quickly: "Okay, Mr. Liu, let's go, I'm here to guard my father."

Liu Tian responded, and hurried out.

After he left, only Zhao Qi and Zhao An were left in the room.

Zhao An stood beside Zhao Qi's bed, his eyes were full of coldness.He knew very well that now was the best chance to kill Zhao Qi.

But he didn't dare to act rashly, because he had doubts in his heart.

The development of the matter to this point was too smooth, so smooth that he couldn't believe it.

Because he was older and had witnessed many things, Zhao Qi had always been unpredictable and ruthless in his mind, and he fell for it so easily, which made him suspicious.

And with Zhao Qi's pity on his life, how could he not let anyone by his side?

However, the crazily growing ambition in his heart kept urging him to do it. As long as Zhao Qi breathed his last, the whole world would be his.

He will be the Ninth Five-Year Lord, ruling the world!

Reason and ambition kept colliding in his heart, making him extremely contradictory.

He paced around a little anxiously.

After a while, he took a deep breath and made his final decision.

give up!

Yes, he still chose to give up when he was not sure whether the scene in front of him was a trap.

After all, reason still prevailed slightly.

Although everything in front of him seemed so tempting and beautiful, but this time, his opponent might be Zhao Qi, which made him have to be careful and speculate about things with the greatest malice.

You know, sending people to assassinate and doing it yourself are two completely different concepts.