Dressed as cannon fodder and confessed by the whole Shura field

Because of the assassin, Chi Yin personally escorted Yuan Qixia back to the palace.

When a group of people came out, the wind and snow were even greater, and Chi Yin stood in front of the carriage.

Yuan Qixia looked at his face and said, "Stop riding the horse, come up."

Chi Yin was a little surprised, Yuan Qixia squeezed the curtain awkwardly: "Cough, I heard that you are not in good health, come up quickly, such a big snowstorm, you have a lot of things these days, if you catch a cold because of this, you will have to ask for leave. I don't want to take the blame."

A soft-spoken child.

Chi Yin smiled lightly and did not shirk: "Okay, then I would like to thank Dian □□-shirt." Before closing the curtain, he glanced outside, and Tan Zhi nodded at him.

The charcoal fire was burning in the carriage, it was warm, the body shook slightly, and the thrill just now seemed to be far away from them.

Yuan Qixia had nothing to say to Chi Yin, and wanted to thank him, but he couldn't say anything, and there was silence in the carriage.

Maybe he felt that the atmosphere was too stiff, Yuan Qixia couldn't take it anymore, glanced at Chi Yin, but saw that Chi Yin's lips were pale.

"Are you still cold? Not enough charcoal fire?"

Chi Yin was resting with his eyes closed, when he heard this, he opened his eyes and looked at it: "No, it's quite warm, what's the matter?"

Yuan Qixia frowned and looked at his face: "Let's just say it straight, after sitting here for so long, your complexion is still so bad, it can't be because you were frightened by the assassin just now, right? people on the battlefield."

Even he himself felt that this was unlikely, and he said: "Could it be that you are tired from duty today? Your body is too poor. Isn't Mr. Yu taking care of your body?"

Chi Yin was taken aback for a moment, with an unnatural expression on his face, and quickly covered it up: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, I am really fine."

"As my Dayan's general, I've been ill all day long, which hurts my Dayan's demeanor." Yuan Qixia instinctively replied, and regretted it a bit after speaking.

Chi Yin had just saved him, so it didn't seem very good for him to say that.

Unexpectedly, Chi Yin answered, "Your Highness has taught you the lesson."

The two of them just stared at each other for a while, Chi Yin twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and turned his head first to close his eyes.

In fact, no one knew that his hands were tightly clasped under his thick cloak.

Today, it was the first time he killed someone in this world. At that time, it was too urgent. He couldn't just watch the assassin rushing towards Yuan Qixia, and instinctively bent his bow and set an arrow to shoot it. Fortunately, in the emergency, he unexpectedly hit.

In fact, even without his arrow, Tan Zhi could have solved it, but he couldn't think so much at that time, and it was only when he sat down now that he realized it belatedly.

On the opposite side, Yuan Qixia bit his lip and looked past Chi Yin's pale lips. He seemed very tired, his eyelids drooped to cover his eyes, and his long eyelashes moved slightly occasionally, like the wings of a frightened butterfly. To fly away.

He just stared at Chi Yin's face silently for a long time, but he didn't realize it until he noticed something strange——

Chi Yin's body was tense.

According to his one-sided understanding and prejudice against Chi Yin, this person usually does not have the air of a general. Although he is not limp, he likes to lean on when he is sitting. like a taut string.

Yuan Qixia's first reaction was that Chi Yin was worried that there would be assassins.

He didn't make a sound, stretched out his hand to push aside the thick curtains, and found something was wrong at a glance. The number of people in their team didn't increase, but they all held weapons and looked around vigilantly.

I don't know why there is no one on this road, but Yuan Qixia felt that someone was following in the shadows in the distance, protecting their carriage.

Are there really assassins?

Yuan Qixia's Adam's apple rolled, and a tinge of anger suddenly appeared in his heart, did that person really want to kill him?

He lowered the curtain and was about to speak when Tan Zhi shouted from outside the carriage: "Protect the carriage!"

A few "pops" sounded outside the carriage, and Yuan Qixia recognized that it was the sound of cutting arrows.

Chi Yin opened his eyes instantly, leaned forward and pulled Yuan Qixia over: "Your Highness, be careful."

This time, not only a short-range expert came on the opposite side, but also a long-range archery expert. The level of that person was extremely high, and it was not comparable to a half bucket of water like Chi Yin.

There was another fight outside, Chi Yin's expression was calm, he pulled Yuan Qixia behind him, he stood in front, and turned around and said, "It will be fine when Tan Zhi kills that archery expert."

Yuan Qixia leaned against the carriage wall, wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't say anything, pulled Chi Yin's clothes and said, "Come here, don't face the window."

However, with such a little space, it's not easy to hide.

The windows of this carriage were not sealed, only curtains were used to block them, and the windows were made larger than ordinary carriage windows, so arrows could easily enter through the windows.

At this time, several arrows were already stuck in the carriage.

"It is the duty of the minister to protect His Highness. Don't worry, I will be fine. Even if the arrow shoots at me, I will..."

Yuan Qixia interrupted him violently: "Shut up! What are you talking about!"

Chi Yin may have a crow's mouth, Yuan Qixia just finished speaking, an arrow shot in from the edge of the opposite window from an extremely tricky angle, in such a small space, neither of them could react in time.

After all, Chi Yin was in front, and the first thing he saw was Yuan Qixia who was blocking behind him even more tightly.

Yuan Qixia was in a daze the whole time. He hugged Chi Yin's waist, and clearly felt the person in front of him tremble and let out a muffled groan.

"Chi Yin!" Yuan Qixia shouted.

His mind went blank, and the next moment his fingers trembled and he picked him up, and he wanted to untie Chi Yin's clothes in a panic.

When Bai Zhao heard the voice outside, he immediately got into the car and opened the curtain: "General!"

At the same time, Tan Zhi also accurately found the master, and shot him through with a backhand arrow.

Chi Yin took a deep breath, pressed the hand that was caressing his chest: "I'm fine, I'm really fine."

He held the body of the arrow, pulled it hard, and pulled out the arrow, filling in the sentence he hadn't finished before: "I'm wearing soft body armor, I'm fine."

Yuan Qixia stared blankly at Chi Yin's clean chest, then his face became irritable again, he pointed at Chi Yin "you" several times, and shouted in a lack of confidence: "Why didn't you say it earlier! You hurt me, I thought... ..."

Bai Zhao also breathed a sigh of relief, put down the curtain and said, "Please rest assured, His Royal Highness and the general, the assassins have all been executed."

In the carriage, Chi Yin was stunned by the yelling, and then coaxed in a good-tempered manner: "Yes, it's the minister who speaks too slowly, which worried His Highness, and the minister must speak faster next time."

Unexpectedly, Yuan Qixia was still furious, and flicked his sleeves vigorously: "Who is worried about you, don't talk nonsense."

Chi Yin was like stroking a little hedgehog, groping down his thorns: "Yes, you just don't want me to get hurt, you can't protect the capital, you are thinking of the people, don't worry, for His Highness's heart for the people , I won’t let something happen to me easily.”

Yuan Qixia turned away and snorted.

Chi Yin threw away the arrow, touched his chest, and wanted to check it out, but Yuan Qixia was here, so let's forget it first.

After Tan Zhi cleaned up the assassins, he escorted the carriage and continued towards the palace gate.

Knowing that it was safe, Chi Yin was really relieved and leaned against the wall of the carriage to rest.

Although there is a soft body armor, it is an arrow after all. Chi Yin guessed that his chest must be red, and he felt a little pain.Without it, he'd probably be shot right through.

Thinking about it this way, he was quite scared, he was saved by wearing a soft body armor, thinking of Lu Weiming's strict instructions when he gave him this, Chi Yin couldn't help but smile.

"Why are you laughing, and you didn't hurt your head."

Just as Chi Yin was about to reply, he heard the other party's voice sounding very close to him: "Are you really all right? Check it out."

Chi Yin had no choice but to open his eyes: "It's okay, it's a little red at most, no bleeding."

"Then what are you laughing at? Pull it away, let me check."

Chi Yin didn't understand why he had to check it himself. He was too lazy to think about the adolescent child's mind, so he simply tore off his collar. Since Yuan Qixia didn't mind, he just took a look.

Yuan Qixia was sitting next to him, he was too embarrassed to touch it, so he just looked at it eagerly, like a puppy squatting.

Chi Yin was amused, and after unbuttoning layers of skirts, he revealed the golden soft armor worn outside the underwear.

The soft armor is intact.

In fact, seeing this, one can basically conclude that nothing is wrong. Yuan Qixia sat aside, seeing Chi Yin's clothes half-undressed, he was inexplicably a little embarrassed.

He also wanted to confirm that Chi Yin was okay on impulse, but just now when Chi Yin took off his clothes one by one, he had already calmed down, but he couldn't talk back anymore.

Chi Yin pulled open the collar of his underwear, exposing his fair chest, there was indeed a red spot on it, and there were red blood streaks, but there was no wound.

He said: "Your Highness, you can rest assured now."

Yuan Qixia's eyes were a little dazed, and he stared straight for a while, and when he heard Chi Yin's voice, a thin layer of hot sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and at the same time, he was puzzled, how could Chi Yin's skin be the same as his own? Like a girl, so white, it reminds him of a piece of jade he likes very much, there is a deep red in the jade.

It's very similar to drinking in the pool.

He liked that piece of jade very much, and for a while he often played with it in his hand.

"Your Highness?"

Yuan Qixia suddenly came back to his senses, and sat back in his seat uncomfortably: "It's fine, you... this soft armor is pretty good."

While putting on his clothes, Chi Yin lowered his head and curled his lips, saying, "Well, it's pretty good."

In front of the palace gate, the two got out of the carriage and met the emperor together.

The emperor was furious and ordered Chi Yin to find out who it was.This matter must be held accountable, and Chi Yin is also responsible for letting so many assassins get close to the prince in the capital.

But thanks to him, there was no catastrophe.

When Chi Yin left the hall to say goodbye to the prince, Yuan Qixia stopped him.

"What orders does Your Highness have?" Chi Yin turned around and asked.

"Yeah, it's nothing, it's just..."

Chi Yin looked at him patiently.

Facing his gaze, Yuan Qixia suddenly remembered those two arrows. One arrow saved him, but the other almost hurt him.

The arrow shot by Chi Yin hit the assassin even faster than Tan Zhi's sword, causing the assassin to pause before Tan Zhi's sword arrived.

"You, your archery skills are quite good. This time... thank you very much!" Yuan Qixia's neck was all red, but she still looked up at Chi Yin with her neck stuck up, her eyes widened.

It's really like a little hedgehog, Chi Yin thought, but the spines of the little hedgehog are soft, it just looks like a bluff.

"It's just that if something like this happens next time, I..." Yuan Qixia paused, raised his hand to wipe his snow-stained brows and eyes, and said, "You also have to protect yourself."

Chi Yin looked at this teenager who was only in his teens, and suddenly felt an urge to touch his head.