Eunuchs are not easy

"Buried with you? Who do you think you are." An Huajin glanced at him indifferently, as if looking at something unimportant, "What qualifications do you have?"

"Speaking rudely, it's just the end of the battle." Tuoba Yu didn't know where his confidence came from, and he glanced at the pale person in his arms and replied.

An Huajin didn't speak any more, just looked away, and then hugged the person in his arms even tighter, close to his chest.

The flames were reflected in his eyes, but there was no light in them.

Tuoba Yu pursed his lips and looked at all this, obviously everything was under control, he always felt uneasy.

"Take them away."

His face was gloomy for a moment, and then he waved his sleeves and turned around, with the porcelain bottle in his hand clutching his palm, feeling a little disdainful in his heart.

Da Zhou is nothing more than that.

Alien people with weapons approached from all around and surrounded the carriage tightly. During this period, some people kept slicing the corpses on the ground with sharp knives, one after another, until the whole wilderness was covered with blood, and the whole night was dyed red.

"Get out." An Huajin's eyes turned cold, and he freed one hand, picked up the knife at his feet to prevent others from approaching, the wound on his shoulder gradually opened with his movements.

At this time, he was like a ferocious beast with a broken claw, baring his teeth and desperately protecting the cub in his arms, not letting anyone notice.

Just when the weapon in his hand was knocked out and his sharp claws were broken off, he had to be caught in the nick of time.

The horse neighed from far to near, and the sound of horse hooves pierced the night sky. In just a few milliseconds, everyone who touched An Huajin froze, and then there was a red mark on his neck, and he died suddenly.

"What's going on!" Tuoba Yu sensed something was wrong, immediately stopped the rein in his hand, turned his head to look at An Huajin with a vigilant face, and ordered someone to step forward again, "Quick battle, take him down."

There was blood all over the floor, strange techniques, no one knew why those people died, and the sound of horses still sounded in their ears, and with the beating of the heart, they hit everyone's chest one after another.

Another layer of people stepped forward tentatively, and as expected, they moved their heads away without even touching the corner of An Huajin's clothes, which was even more tragic than before.

The murderer has not been seen, but the murderer's knife has been drawn.

Blood was dripping, and the stench of blood was everywhere.The person in focus just frowned slightly, his expression unchanged, and wiped away the bits and pieces splashed on his cheeks in disgust, as if he had never heard of everything, as if it was a trivial matter.

"Pretend to be a ghost." Tuoba Yu looked around and saw that there was a vacuum around An Huajin, and the anxiety in his heart became more and more intense, "Kill him directly."

As soon as the words fell, most of the people beside him turned pale before they had time to move. With their hands on their necks, they fell from the horse and fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. They already looked lifeless.

"Protect the second prince." The rest of the people were all shocked, and moved closer to Tuoba Yu.

"Second Prince, what should we do?"

Tuoba Yu was also caught off guard by this sudden change, looked back at An Huajin and Fu Huan with a pale face, gritted his teeth, "Leave first."

However, before he could take half a step, there was a layer of well-trained people in black clothes and light armor, holding sharp swords.

Tuoba Yu frowned, seeing that those people had uniform emblems on their bodies, he immediately turned around and murmured: "Dongchang."

At this time, An Huajin stood up, and gently covered Fu Huan with the cloak behind her, hid her messy sideburns behind her ears, brushed away the dark frown between her brows, and settled down carefully. After he was done, he slowly got up.

There were more than a dozen people in black and brocade clothes standing beside him, seeing his movements, the leader of them withdrew his knife and handed him a brocade handkerchief with both hands, then bowed his head and half knelt in front of An Huajin.

An Huajin took the handkerchief, wiped off the blood splattered on his hands, swept the person kneeling in front of him, and kicked him directly, "You are late."

The man was brought to the ground by the force of the intrusion, and quickly turned over again, with his head lowered, his attitude became more and more correct, and he remained silent.

"Trash" An Huajin took a breath, and threw the handkerchief in his hand onto the person in front, "If you get out of the middle one, the others don't care."

"Subordinates obey."

For the rest, An Huajin wasn't in the mood to participate, it was just something in his hands, and the generation of ants couldn't afford to stir up too much trouble.

After giving the order, he turned around and picked up the pale Fu Huan, carried her into the carriage, covered her under his robe, and held her half in his arms.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting outside gradually disappeared, and there was a slight knock from the car door.

An Huajin opened his half-closed eyes, and turned to the outside, "Come in."

As the door opened, the blood from outside rushed in with the night wind. An Huajin frowned, held his temper, and waited for someone to open his mouth.

"Subordinates are incompetent."

"What's going on?" An Huajin's tone was dangerous.

"The leader was seriously injured and absconded. I don't know what method he used. It's hard to find his trace." The man knelt down heavily, "This subordinate is incompetent, please punish me."

"Run away?" An Huajin's tone was strange, but there was no surprise in his heart. He frowned, "If you run away, you will chase after him. Do we have to tell you this simple truth!"

"How far can a wounded person travel within the borders of our Zhou Kingdom! Immediately send someone to find him, and he is wanted all over the country. If you want to see someone alive, you need to see the corpse if you die."

"Subordinate to order."

"And..." An Huajin took a deep breath, "Rush to the nearest Zoucheng at full speed, and invite the best doctors and medical officers to our family."

"Yes!"

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When Fu Huan woke up again, he felt very heavy and dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, there was a white light in his sight, and he could only vaguely see the shadow, and he couldn't see anything clearly. I can't hear it either, it's obvious that the person is at hand, but the sound I hear seems to be coming from thousands of miles away.

Fu Huan was a little flustered, but calmly got up with the hand that came by his side, raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, then pursed his lips and leaned against the pillow behind him, touching the spoon to his mouth, his movements were stiff He drank the soup with some sweetness and bitterness in it.

An Huajin rushed over upon hearing the news, and hurried through the door to see such a scene.

Fu Huanmo's untied hair fell on her thin shoulders, and she was wearing white pajamas, which made her figure thinner. Sitting there quietly, it gave people an illusion of being out of place, as if she would transcend the world at any time.

Infinite sourness suddenly surged in my heart, my breathing stagnated, and I felt a strong sense of powerlessness in vain, and even the joy that had just arisen was washed away a lot.

He straightened his sleeves, and walked in slowly.

"My lord," the maid serving Fu Huan's medicine heard the voice, and when she saw An Huajin, she immediately put down the medicine bowl in her hand and got up to return the gift.

An Huajin kept her eyes on the person on the bed, but saw that she was standing still, her mouth was slightly opened, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned for a moment, as if she was a little puzzled.

But it stretched out in an instant, the face moved to the side of the bed, the head was slightly tilted, the pupils were slack, and there was no focus.

His eyes flicked past An Huajin's side, his face showed doubts, he saw a blurry figure, and asked, "Is someone here?"

"Yes... my lord," the servant girl replied upon hearing the voice.

"Huh?" Fu Huan's body froze, his fingertips pressed against the bed shrunk slightly, and the corners of his eyebrows twitched, "Who?"

"It's me." With bitterness in his mouth, An Huajin winked at the maidservant, took a few steps forward and sat on the bed, reached out to hug Fu Huan, patted her back lightly, and repeated: "It's me."

A gust of cold air hit, and then he was brought into someone's arms. Fu Huan shrank instinctively. The hand hanging by the bed was about to push the person away when he was grabbed, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

She opened the distance between the two, tentatively moved forward with the other hand, landed on An Huajin's face, and brushed across his facial features.

"Is it... Ah Ci?" Fu Huan opened his mouth and asked in a low voice.

Her sensitivity to sound is very low now, so she subconsciously speaks slowly and lightly.

The moment An Huajin finished speaking, her heart twitched fiercely, her eyes moved slightly, and she subconsciously tightened her palms.

Restraining himself from trembling all over, he put his head on Fu Huan's forehead trembling slightly, and after rubbing it slowly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and let out a voice under his throat, "It's me."

Fu Huan seemed to feel his depression, and reached out to hug An Huajin's body, leaning against his ear, "A Ci, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Ah."

It will be fine, it will be fine.

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"How is it? How long will it take to heal?" An Huajin held Fu Huan's hand tightly, and looked at the doctor who was frowning after taking the pulse, his face turned cold instantly.

"Ma'am, this is a sign of poisoning. Forgive me for my ignorance, so I can't distinguish the ingredients of this poison." Seeing An Huajin's ugly face, the old doctor didn't know how to comfort him, and remedied: "But according to the old man In my opinion, this poison probably did not come from me Da Zhou."

"I want you to say..." This is already the tenth doctor, and An Huajin can't suppress his temper for a long time, and is about to order the person to be pulled out, when his hand sank.

The momentum on his body dropped instantly, and the fire that emerged was also extinguished by a basin of cold water from head to toe.

"Got it, you go down first." He turned his face away and waited for someone to go out.

The palms were spread out with the palms up, and Fu Huan was stretching out his index finger to write on it with a serious face.

He calmed down, distinguishing the handwriting.

After a while, Fu Huan raised his head inquiringly, blinked his eyes, and before he could answer, he realized that his fingertips were wrapped and his hair was rubbed vigorously a few times.

"Understood." Although he knew that the other party couldn't hear him, An Huajin still opened his mouth in response.

"We'll go back soon after the matter here is dealt with. Don't worry, I'll let you return to Beijing intact and healthy."

Fu Huan felt that his world was empty and quiet.

Xiao Niang had told her about the sequelae caused by this poison, she had a hunch and was prepared.