The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

Yang Yingjun leaned against the car wall, closed his eyes and counted silently in his heart: 1,2,3, 101,102, [-]... [-], [-]...

When the count reached almost two thousand, there was finally movement outside.

Only a loud "bang" was heard, and Meng Henasha's roar shook the sky: "Dog thing——"

Yang Yingjun sprang out of the carriage like a long-prepared arrow.

"You..." Siqi and another maid were still surprised how their palace lord suddenly kicked Mr. Liu Yun off the carriage, and without paying attention, Yang Yingjun snatched the sword from his waist and put it around his neck.

Siqi panicked: "You are so courageous!"

The other maid was about to draw her sword, but suddenly her face turned pale, and sweat broke out on her head.

Yang Yingjun smiled and said: "I advise you not to bother. After taking Huagong Powder, if you act rashly, your meridians will only be reversed. At the time, you will lose all your martial arts, and if you are serious, you will lose your braids... You should know better than me, right? "

The faces of the two maids turned pale in an instant: "Hua Gong San!?"

Shangguan Liuyun is not as easy-talking as Yang Yingjun. From the moment he was kicked off the carriage, he jumped up like a cheetah, snatched the sword of a maid beside the carriage, and made two "swish, shua, shua" sounds. The two maids at the side fell to the ground, each with a bloodstain on their necks.

Siqi asked Yang Yingjun to hold his neck, and seeing Shangguan Liuyun killing his sister and walking this way, he hurriedly shouted at another maid: "Leave me alone! Do it!"

The other maid understood, and drew out her sword with a "clang".

"Kill her!" Shangguan Liuyun roared, and came quickly with his sword in hand.

Yang Yingjun's whole body was stiff, and he instinctively pushed Siqi in front of him to another maid, then raised his foot and kicked Siqi's buttocks, the two maids bumped into each other, and both fell backwards.

Shangguan Liuyun had already arrived in front of him, he swung his sword without hesitation.

Yang Yingjun subconsciously recognized the face and opened his face. The girl's screams were heard next to his ears, and he quickly returned to calm.

Shangguan Liuyun, who easily killed four people, turned around and looked at Yang Yingjun. His face was pale, his eyes were dark, and he looked like a Rakshasa.

He didn't say a word, but Yang Yingjun felt the pressure.

He also knew that the current situation was not the time to show kindness, but if he was asked to kill, it was still a girl, so he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

"careful!"

Before Yang Yingjun could understand, he was pushed to the ground by Shangguan Liuyun, and fell into the mud.Struggling to get up, Erjiu and another maid came over at some unknown time, fighting with Shangguan Liuyun.Although the three of them couldn't use their internal strength, their sword moves were very fierce.

"Don't let Meng He Nasha undo the Hua Gong San!" Shangguan Liuyun said suddenly.

Yang Yingjun hurriedly turned his head and saw Ah Si staggering towards the gorgeous carriage.With a bang in his head, Yang Yingjun picked up a stone from the ground without thinking, thinking about the method Ji Yinrong taught him before, and threw it at Ah Si's heel.

Although she had no internal strength, the stone hit Ah Si's heel, causing her to stagger and fall to the ground.

Yang Yingjun's adrenaline was soaring, and as if with divine help, he rushed over and kicked Ah Si who got up to the ground again, and then rode on her to snatch a red porcelain bottle she was holding tightly in her hand.

"Say! Is this the antidote for Hua Gong San? Is it!?"

Ah Si spat at him with a "bah".

Yang Yingjun was furious, grabbed her arm and bit her hard, Ah Si let out a cry of pain, then let go, and the red porcelain bottle was snatched away.

Ah Si stood up and kicked Yang Yingjun hard.

Yang Yingjun fell to the ground, and without thinking about anything else, he pulled out the cork of the porcelain bottle and poured half of it into his mouth.He's not stupid, those Ah Si and Er Jiu are all idiots, if they had taken the antidote earlier, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes to solve him and Shangguan?But they had to give the antidote to their palace master first.

Seeing this, Ah Si's expression changed drastically, he turned around and picked up a long sword, and slashed at Yang Yingjun.

Yang Yingjun instinctively raised his arm to block it, but the pain didn't hit.Looking up suspiciously, she saw a section of sword protruding from Ah Si's chest, and blood spurted out. Her eyes were so wide that they nearly burst out of their sockets. , panting, bloody Shangguan Liuyun.

Shangguan Liuyun didn't even look at her, he pulled out his sword abruptly, and Ah Si fell straight on the ground, motionless.

Yang Yingjun turned his head to see that Erjiu and another maid were lying on the ground in disorder, dead already.

Wow, Shangguan is worthy of being a Shangguan, he can beat two with one without internal strength...

Just when he was about to praise him, he saw Shangguan Liuyun's ugly face suddenly changed, "Wow", he spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was shaking, his left knee went limp, and he knelt down with his sword.

"Shangguan!" Yang Yingjun rushed over to help him, "Shangguan! How are you? Are you injured?"

Shangguan Liuyun shook his head slowly, spitting out blood one after another, his white clothes instantly turned into red clothes.

"Shangguan, hold on!" This scene is no stranger to Wu Yao's reckless mobilization of internal energy that day, just like what he is doing now.Yang Yingjun calmed down and said, "Come on, take the antidote first."

After feeding Shangguan Liuyun the antidote of Hua Gong San, Shangguan Liuyun suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Quick, take a look, Menghe Nasha..."

Yang Yingjun was shocked: "I almost forgot about the big boss!"

When he helped Shangguan Liuyun to check the carriage, there was no sign of Meng He Nasha in the carriage.They searched desperately everywhere, but couldn't find it.

"Forget it," Shangguan Liuyun said: "Don't look for it, let's go back quickly. Don't forget that Hua Gong San can only trap Meng He Nasha for three days, in case she returns to Yizhou Palace earlier than us , the emperor is in danger!"

Yang Yingjun supported his waist with one hand and his arm with the other, and said, "You should take care of yourself! Get in the carriage quickly, and I will take you to the doctor."

Shangguan Liuyun remained stubborn. He stared at Yang Yingjun's eyes with a serious expression he had never seen before: "Don't waste time, don't worry, I won't die. Get on your horse quickly, and you must be in front of Meng He Nasha." Hurry back!" As he spoke, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood again.

Yang Yingjun panicked in his heart: "Shangguan..."

"Your Majesty," Shangguan Liuyun interrupted her softly but firmly, his eyes were as gentle as clear water and clear springs, "This is a matter of my safety, if you don't want to be forced to die by being an official, get on your horse."

Yang Yingjun's nose was sore: "What should you do? You are seriously injured in this barren mountain..."

Shangguan Liuyun's eyes fluttered, and he smiled sincerely: "Don't worry, Xiaguan has his own way to go back. Madam, please get on the horse." As he said, he pushed Yang Yingjun away, and supported the carriage to stand still.

Yang Yingjun stood in the night wind, staring at him steadily, his eyes flushed.

Maple leaves are flying all over the sky, Shangguan Liuyun is like a lingering jade tree, his bloodstained body can hardly hide his stunning appearance and elegant character.

He knelt down on one knee slowly, and made a standard salute: "Your Majesty will send off Princess Zhennan respectfully."

Yang Yingjun took a deep look at him, then suddenly turned around and strode towards a black horse.Get on the horse, turn around and see Shangguan Liuyun kneeling on the spot, "Lord Shangguan, don't forget, after defeating the foreign enemies, we will have a civil war! You are so loyal, you must come back to assist your emperor."

Shangguan Liuyun was slightly stunned, cupped his hands and said: "Your official, please remember."

"Drive!" Yang Yingjun rode away.

It wasn't until the sound of horseshoes went away that Shangguan Liuyun relaxed his body and fell limply on the ground paved with maple leaves. Looking at the lonely sky, he slowly closed his eyes, and a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth. .

***

"Open the cell door."

"Young Lord, this..."

"I told you to open the cell door, do you want to disobey me!?"

"The little ones don't dare, the little ones don't dare."

After the cell boss opened the cell door where Ziyan was held, the young master waved his hands coldly: "You all step back first, I will kill anyone who dares to come in without my order!"

The jailers subconsciously looked at the prison boss, who could only say: "The little ones will leave first."

After all the idlers left, the young master immediately strode into the cell, and Zi Yan huddled in the corner with unkempt hair, looking at him with horrified eyes.

"Miss Ziyan..." The young master called out distressedly, and when he looked down and saw a bowl of rotten prison food beside him, he kicked it over angrily: "Damn it!"

Zi Yan let out a short scream in fright, and curled up her body even more.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." The young master squatted down in front of her, and said softly, "Miss Zi Yan, take a good look at me, I am the young master!"

Zi Yan choked up and said: "Young Lord, you and I have no grievances, why do you want to kill us?"

"No, I..." The young master scratched his head anxiously, not knowing how to explain, so he could only hold her hand and said, "Anyway, I'll take you out of here first."

Zi Yan trembled all over her body, and said in horror, "Where are you taking me? Please, don't..."

"Don't be afraid of Ziyan, I won't bully you, you know I like you, don't you?"

This sentence had a calming effect, Zi Yan stopped trembling, but tears flowed down: "Young Master..."

The little marquis gently embraced her into his arms, and patted her on the back comfortingly: "It's okay, it's okay, with me here, no one will bully you...Zi Yan, tell me, where is Yinglun imprisoned?"

"I... I don't know. I just remember going to a mansion with Ying Lun and Mr. Rong, and that Ninth Girl. After drinking a tea with a strange name, I don't know anything. When I woke up, I was the only one locked up here."

Little Hou Ye thought of Yinglun wearing men's clothing, and his complexion suddenly changed: "Could it be..."

Zi Yan grabbed his sleeve as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Young Master, I know you are a good person, please save them..."

The little marquis wondered: "If they are taken to the palace, they will be in big trouble..."

"What palace? Little Marquis, do you know that Ninth Girl? Who is she?"

The young master's face was quite uncomfortable: "This is a very important secret, I can't tell you, but don't worry, their lives will not be in danger."

"Why are you so sure? What the hell do you know?"

The little duke glanced at her quickly, his eyes dodged, and he said: "The master of the nine girls likes men with outstanding looks, so... Anyway, I will take you away first, and then we can make a long-term plan later."

Zi Yan suddenly widened her eyes in horror: "Young Master!"

If the young master felt it, he immediately pulled out the sword at his waist, turned around and stabbed, but the person behind him easily folded his hand, snatched the sword, and put it on his neck.

It was a cold-faced woman in a black dress and black dress, with messy black hair and a loose bun, but it was hard to hide her allure.Her eyes were too cold, like the eyes of a snake, without a trace of warmth.

The young master looked at the woman who appeared out of nowhere in shock: "You... who are you?"

Ziyan grabbed the young master's arm and said: "I recognize her, she is the woman locked in the cell next to mine. She...how did she get out?"

The cold-faced woman said quietly: "Are you the son of the Marquis of Yizhou?"

The young master puffed up his chest sternly and softly: "Yes... yes! If you are afraid, just obediently grab it with your hands..."

The woman interrupted him impatiently: "Where is the palace you mentioned just now?"

The young master was taken aback: "What?"

The sword edge pressed closer to his throat: "Xinggong, where is it? If you don't say it, I will kill you now."

At this time, Tie Jian's voice came from outside: "Young Master, it's time to go."

Taking advantage of the woman's distraction, the young master immediately shrank his neck to avoid the sword's edge, pulled Zi Yan up and ran away, and at the same time shouted at the top of his voice: "Help, Tie Jian—"

The cold-faced woman chased after a few steps, and a knife-wielding master flew towards him, and the two quickly came together to fight.The jailer outside heard the movement and rushed in quickly, protecting the young master behind him.

The prison chief was surprised and said, "Young Master, what's going on?"

The little marquis said angrily: "Are you blind? Assassin! Assassin! Hurry up and take it down!"

Tie Jian and the cold-faced woman went through [-] moves, and the more they fought, the more frightened they became. The young woman in front of him was actually a super master that he had never met before. Her martial arts were not even comparable to him.Suddenly, the woman shifted instantly in the air, her posture was graceful, her swordsmanship was sharp, she looked like a dancing phoenix.

Tie Jian turned pale with shock: "Fengwu Jiutian! You...you are Fenghuamen..." Before he could finish speaking, his throat was blocked by a sword.

"Iron sword!" The young master yelled, and the other guards were already scared and scattered.

Ziyan tugged on the sleeve of the little duke tremblingly: "Little dude, run away, run away!"

Little Hou Ye turned pale and looked at the cold-faced woman who came over, his lips trembling violently: "You... who are you?"

The cold-faced woman remained silent, and came forward with her sword in hand. Her hand was like lightning, and she stabbed at the young master.

"Be careful!" Zi Yan exclaimed, pushing the wood-like little master away at the nick of time.

The blade sank into Zi Yan's chest, Zi Yan let out a muffled snort, and blood gushed out of her mouth.

"Zi Yan!" The young master was pushed to the ground, and when he looked up and saw such a situation, he roared in despair.

The cold-faced woman frowned, and pulled out the sword abruptly, with too much force, blood gushed out from Zi Yan's chest like a fountain, splashing the young master's head and face, and he was stunned.

The paper hidden in Ziyan's skirt was brought out, stained with blood, and floated to the cold-faced woman's feet.The woman inadvertently lowered her head and glanced, her unwavering pupils suddenly shrank, and thousands of emotions surged up.

She bent down in a panic to pick up the papers, stared at them carefully, and the sword, which was still dripping blood, fell to the ground with a clang.

"This is... where did this come from?" The cold-faced woman couldn't help shaking with excitement, she threw herself at Zi Yan who was lying on the ground, and held the score of "Qing Si Xue" in front of her, her voice trembling uncomfortably: " Who wrote this? Say, say!"

Blood gushed out of Zi Yan's mouth, and her eyes gradually became lax.

The cold-faced woman panicked: "Don't die, don't die! Tell me quickly, who wrote this? Where is the person who wrote this score now? Tell me quickly!"

"Rong...Rong...Young Master..." These three words exhausted all Zi Yan's strength, she opened her eyes wide and stopped breathing.

"Hey! Wake up, wake up..."

Suddenly there was a mournful roar from behind, and the cold-faced woman turned cold and rolled on the spot, avoiding the sword that the little lord was slashing wildly.The little Hou Ye seemed to have lost his mind, and he swung the sword indiscriminately, but he didn't even touch the corner of the cold-faced woman's clothes.

"Calm down!" the cold-faced woman scolded, pinching his veins with one hand and hitting his acupuncture points with the other, forcing him to throw his sword and stand still unable to move.

Little Hou Ye stared at her with bloodshot eyes, like a Rakshasa.

The cold-faced woman took a deep breath and said, "Sorry, I didn't intend to kill her."

The little marquis yelled in hatred, "I'm going to kill you!"

The cold-faced woman said calmly, "Before you kill me, can you tell me where is the Mr. Rong she mentioned? Is he locked up in the palace?"

The young master suddenly smiled: "You want to know?"

The cold-faced woman nodded.

The young master laughed crazily three times, and then said coldly: "You will never find him even if you die!"

The cold-faced woman frowned, and suddenly slapped the back of the young master's neck with one hand, watching him faint on the ground, with a thoughtful expression on his face.