My claws must be on it

Fire and arrows, crowds, angry shouts, hand-to-hand combat and confrontation between the two peaks, the black fur mink of the Qingjiang assassin, and... Kong Qing, who was immediately complacent.

Everything flashed before her eyes like a drunken person's vision or a deliberately dizzying film production...

what happened?what happened?Jiang Yinggu's eyes were terrified and innocent, her heart couldn't stop beating wildly, but she was in a daze, her eyes were red and burning, and she couldn't tell whether it was fire or blood...

Ahh... She seems to remember a little...

They came out from the Grand Tutor's Mansion...the Holy Majesty went back to the palace first...she clamored to go shopping in Bailihua Lane... Bailihua Lane... Bailihua Lane...

Enemy attack!

Although Qing Jiang was dissatisfied with Daqi's oppression for a long time... Maybe that's why some people, even Kong Qing, didn't expect that they gave up so much national interests just to fight with their backs!They are so hidden that even before the assassination, they seem to be discussing and getting married between the two countries... to hide their real purpose!

So it's a good thing they're delayed?Originally, they were supposed to be with the Holy Majesty... The assassins came after Emperor Daqi!

Jiang Yinggu's chaotic thoughts finally became clear for a moment, and finally figured out the situation, she had to escape!

run away!Run away now!No... and Yan Chuan... She wants to escape with Yan Chuan... Where is Yan Chuan?

She looked back in a daze, and opened her mouth to ask for help...but she couldn't make a sound.She dragged her stiff legs and looked down to see blood dripping from them.

what to do?How to do how to do?She felt like she should scream and jump up and run, or at least start to cry... but she just didn't know what to do, and the scene in front of her seemed to be covered with a film.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Welcome to the valley!"

An anxious voice called her back, she turned her head and saw a pair of anxious and worried amber eyes...

"Yan Chuan! Woo--!! Yan Chuan--" Jiang Yinggu's tears burst out suddenly, and the gray film in front of his eyes disappeared.The little girl stood in the smoke of chaos and death, opened her mouth and wept, tightly grasping the life-saving straw: "You are here! You are here!"

"Are you okay?" Yan Chuan eagerly grabbed her shoulder and checked carefully: "Your leg—abrasion...it's okay...it's okay..." She breathed a sigh of relief trembling, His face was pale.

Jiang Yinggu's small face was full of tears: "Erya, let's go! Get out of here!" She said halfway, a voice came across:

"I heard that Great Qi is blessed by God... but I don't know if Her Royal Highness Princess Youcheng, who has the dragon spirit of Great Qi after being hit by an arrow... is still alive and kicking!"

Kong Qing rode a horse in front of all the soldiers, exhaled vigorously, her red dress dazzled her eyes, she was triumphant, and her voice was high-pitched and sarcastic: "You Cheng You Cheng...the country blessed by God, the honor blessed by God? Hehe...look at your noble Highness—— —Whether it is the same flesh and blood as the beggar, the poor woman, and the common people of Qingjiang!"

Qing Jiang and all the riders laughed, and the leader once again drew his bow and shot towards the opposite side playfully.

"Erya! You! You're hurt!" Jiang Yinggu was still in tears, and after hearing this, she subconsciously looked at Yanchuan.

Yan Chuan supported the crossbar with one hand, his knuckles were pale and trembling, his eyes relaxed after confirming her safety, tired and patient... A broken arrow crossed under the collarbone above his heart!

The blood was stained, every breath of her brought the wound, the pain was tearing, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help frowning and trembling.

How did she endure the severe pain... to find herself?

"Oh my God..." Jiang Yinggu gasped: "You're hurt so badly... We... Let's get out quickly... The two of us run away!"

"Your Highness! Jin Yiwei is coming, please retreat to a safe place quickly, Your Highness and my lord!" An officer came and knelt down.

"Okay... okay..." Jiang Yinggu swallowed, and stretched out his hand to help Yanchuan: "Let's run away... Your injury should be fast... quickly..."

Before she finished speaking, Yan Chuan withdrew his hand slowly but firmly.Her hands were cold and twitched feebly with pain.But she did it anyway:

"...No. As long as you are fine." She said, the anxiety and worry on her face disappeared, she was weak but calm, resolute and cold: "I have my own business."

Jiang Yinggu was stunned.

Calm, resolute, cold and domineering.

……powerful.

These expressions didn't look like Yan Chuan who was hanging out with her all the way.She promises to be Yan Chuan...Cowardly and selfish as she can say anything, she still wants to be with her...Even if she runs away in a hurry...she still thinks of the two of them together...but that's not what Yan Chuan looks like!That's more like...

More like His Royal Highness Youcheng, Princess Daqi!

We are friends.We are very affectionate.I am an ordinary person, I should be in danger and beg for my life alone...but you are my very good friend.I am willing to help each other with you... when you are fleeing.

It's not that she forgot to bring Yan Chuan...

It was Yan Chuan who refused to go with her!

Why did I forget... Yan Chuan and You Cheng... were originally alone!

Thinking about it...she is an ordinary person...the greatest courage is to spend precious time waiting for someone to be with her when fleeing...but Yanchuan is not!

She is not a fugitive, she is the Highness of Daqi, she was born without a way to retreat, she bears the interests of the country, her pride makes her fight, or die.

She followed the officer and fled forward in a daze. Looking back, she saw Yan Chuan waved back the supporter, and under the protection of everyone, she took the next step and sat in the blood-stained carriage. She fixed the broken arrow in front of her heart, took a deep breath, and suddenly exerted force with her right hand. Break off the exposed arrow!

She lost her strength in pain, and suddenly her feet became weak while walking, and she leaned against the wall to pant for breath, and after a while, she walked over again.

Jiang Yinggu had already followed for a long distance, and Yan Chuan's figure became smaller and blurred.

"Qing Jiang is really interesting."

The rebel assassins on the opposite side were stunned, and turned to look at the carriage in the center. The voice of His Highness Youcheng, who was supposed to be seriously injured and weak, came from inside!That careless arrogance and disengagement that no one can imitate... re-emerged!

"Yesterday we met each other, and the way is that the friendship between the two countries will last forever. If we wish to make friends with each other, today we can turn around and send assassins to assassinate the friendly country... Do you have two faces?... Or don't you have one?"

The wind blows through the car curtain, revealing a pair of cold and proud eyes.

His Highness leaned lazily, and under the cape he took off was the cold light of the crimson and calm battle armor!

"How is it possible..." The rebels hesitated on their horses, talking secretly.

"But although I don't understand how you Qingjiang beggar is... a commoner is a commoner." That slow voice laughed.

"It's Youcheng...Your Highness Youcheng!"

"His Royal Highness is fine..." The Imperial Forest Army whispered to each other.

"Isn't His Highness seriously injured? How could he be fine?..."

"God...it's just..."

"Miracle……"

……

"God bless Daqi!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

"Yes...God bless Daqi!"

"God bless Daqi!—"

"God bless Daqi!"

……

"God bless Daqi!"

The Royal Forest Army cheered up, and the sound waves gradually became louder and became more orderly. The sound was as powerful as a Hong Zhong, and the momentum was overwhelming!

Kong Qing was stunned.Again!She gritted her teeth bitterly, the fire in her eyes seemed to want to burn herself to death: This damn Youcheng!Why at any time... It's always her who has the chance to win!

And Jiang Yinggu is at large.

Yanchuan is fighting.

Jiang Yinggu was staying away, the sound wave was like a giant sword coming from the sky, cutting the two of them apart!

They - are fundamentally different people!

----

"How is it?" Yan Chuan asked weakly.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that the wound on my foot pierced into an inch-long branch, and I was overly frightened and had a low-grade fever." The doctor said, "Your Highness...you just woke up after taking out the arrow point in your body...it's really not good. Move around!"

Yan Chuan shook his hand indifferently, and continued to ask: "Did the branch she stabbed come out?"

"Yes. It's a very small twig, no serious problem." The doctor had no choice but to continue to answer: "It's just that when taking out the tip of His Highness's arrow, he used up the anesthetic he brought in hastily. I was afraid that it would hurt my little master, so I had to resort to drinking wine." Anesthetized, the young master is still asleep."

"I gonna go see."

"Your Highness, your body is still in camp..." Before the doctor finished speaking, Yan Chuan had already left.

She waved away the maid in Jiang Yinggu's camp, and sat by her bed.

Jiang Yinggu was lying on the bed, smelling of alcohol, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were tightly closed, but her brows were frowning and her eyelashes were trembling.

She naturally helped Jiang Yinggu brush away a strand of hair that fell out of her eyes, and saw her eyes twitch suddenly, her brows were tightly frowned, and Wei opened her mouth, as if groaning in pain.

Yan Chuan stretched out his hand to cover her hand, the warmth from his palm passed over, and the heat permeated into her dream.

Her brows slowly relaxed.

"Sleep well." Yan Chuan leaned over and lowered his head, showing a rare expression of love and affection, his eyes moved to trace the contours of her cheeks and the lines of her tightly closed eyes, and her voice was soothing and low.

But at this time, Jiang Yinggu woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of familiar lazy eyes half-closed and looking straight at her—but inside was the tenderness and pity she saw for the first time.

"Erya..." She breathed out the alcohol slowly.

The accident did not frighten Yanchuan.She tilted her head and smiled naturally, and said gently: "How is it? Are your legs okay?"

"I...I'm fine..." Jiang Yinggu said, wanting to get up, but Yan Chuan didn't follow her movements to get out of the way, so she almost gave herself away, and their lips were suddenly very close.

Yan Chuan still refused to give way, and even smiled.

But the vigor girl who was supposed to be screaming was uncharacteristically—she hasn't even smiled since she woke up—she turned away after a moment of silence: "Erya, what's wrong?"

"Are you scared? You're a little bit wrong." Yan Chuan still leaned over, turned her face to Wei Wei raised her eyebrows, and snorted on her chin.

"No... I've recovered." Jiang Yinggu was slightly startled.Although Yan Chuan often pinches her face and picks her chin, there is never such an ambiguous moment.She looked down at Yan Chuan: "I... I just have a headache after drinking... What's the situation now?"

"The assassins are temporarily retreating, and some of the Jinyiwei have increased their troops. Let's return to the palace in an emergency to prevent the chaos from coming back." Yan Chuan finally got up and sat upright, and said slowly: "...Compared to them, I am more worried about you....No Tell me? What's wrong with you?"

"..." Jiang Yinggu was silent for a while, his eyes were foggy, and his cheeks were flushed from drunkenness: "Can I ask you a question?"

"... At the beginning, why did you ask the Holy One for me?"