Jin Tingjiao

Chapter 39 Can't Keep You!

She clearly returned to the body of Shen Xi, a member of the Tuoba tribe. There was no doubt about this from the Shen family's recognition of her identity, but there was still blood from Helian people in her body!

——No, it's the blood of the Helian nobleman!

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the back of her hand that was still bleeding, almost suffocating...

Nearly 400 years ago, Huaxia Land experienced years of war and baptism. The reason why only the Helian, Tuoba and Uma tribes were left in the end was that apart from their own advantages, the most important point was that these three tribes The clansmen all have their distinct identities!
The difference lies in their bloodlines. The Tuoba people's blood is brown, the Uma people's blood is dark red, and the Helian people's blood is bright red!

People of the three races regard their bloodlines as the supreme, so they fought endlessly for this reason, and refused to intermarry with other races to mess up their bloodlines.

It wasn't until after the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty that intermarriage among the three clans was opened in the Ming Dynasty, that people of all bloodlines gradually got married.

After more than 300 years, except for the pure blood of the ancestors who never intermingled with other races, the blood color of the descendants of intermarriages has almost always reflected the usual dark red.

This is also the reason why when the old woman talked about why Wen Chan was not implicated by the Zhang family, the eunuch in the palace gave her a blood test, and at the last look at her blood color, she knew that someone from her ancestors had a history of intermarriage with other races.

Wen Chan is a descendant of interracial marriage, but Zhang Ying is not!

The ancestors of the Zhang family had never intermarried with a foreigner!
But now, not only did she return to Shen Xi's body, but her blood also came with her? !

In the past half a month, she forced herself to accept the fact that she was a Tuoba person, and never thought of going to verify whether there is any other possibility!
She suddenly felt cold, because it all seemed like a dream.

But at the same time, she couldn't help but get excited!

She still has the blood of Helian. Could it be said that she is most likely Zhang Ying in her bones? !Is she still from the Zhang family? !

In the spring breeze, she slowly took a breath.

She thought she was already a Tuoba person, and almost accepted this fact!
but now--

"You, don't you need some medicine?"

A slightly suspicious voice suddenly interrupted her reverie.

She subconsciously looked at the back of her hand, only to see blood dripping down her fingers.

But she only paused, then raised her head immediately, and looked at him with her eyes like lightning—although the discovery of the bloodline excited her, but there was a fatal problem right now!

Now the imperial court is trying its best to search for the Helian clansman, but the person in front of him happened to see her blood——

The pores all over her body tightened suddenly, and she listened subconsciously again.

There is no one left.

She turned her eyes back to the man's face again, but his eyes still fell on her wound, as if he didn't care about anything else except this wound.

She is the secret of the Helian people, and must not be known...

Her thoughts suddenly changed, and she suddenly shivered.

The eyes of the person in front of him were calm and unwavering, unable to see the end.

After standing still for a while, she cleared her throat slightly, and said softly, "Do you have any medicine?"

"Have."

As he spoke, he got up and jumped off the swing, walked slowly to a piece of grass behind the willow tree, and picked off a small handful of unknown leaves.

He held the leaf and twirled it in the palm of his hand, while walking slowly in front of her, he waved to her: "Extend your hand."

He was a head taller than her, so that she had to look up to see his face.

If he wanted to catch her, she couldn't escape now.

Besides, she couldn't escape.

She was thinking, pointing to a big rock beside the swing: "Can you sit down?"

He just sat down and turned to look at her boldly.

She stepped forward, stretched out her hand slowly, and fixed her eyes on his neck.

He stretched out his hand to hold her fingertips, spit out the crushed herb in the palm of his hand, and skillfully applied it to her wound.

But Shen Xi chose at this moment to suddenly pull out the hairpin from his head, and quickly pressed it against his throat!
"Although you are innocent, I can't keep you!"

She whispered in his ear, her voice was so cold that even she was unfamiliar with it.

She knew that she was taking a risk, but she had to do it. Once the news spread that she was from Helian, even if it didn't reach the Shen family, her life would be over.

How could she just die in vain?

God sent her back for revenge.

She didn't want to kill anyone, but if he didn't die, she would be finished!

People are selfish, and she is sorry.

Because of her sudden attack, his hand stopped.

Shen Xi used all his strength, and the hairpin was about to pierce his flesh.

She really had no room for it.

She must live!
The surroundings suddenly became as quiet as midnight again, with no birdsong, no wind blowing, except for the occasional wind chime or two from somewhere, there was no sound, including the sound of breathing.

Shen Xi held his breath, and the hairpin was pricking down.

But suddenly, her subordinates paused again!

——Wind chimes?

Alarm bells were ringing in her head.

There was no wind, and even his hair fluttering in front of him didn't move at all. Where did the wind chimes come from? !

She suddenly recalled what the boy Helian said earlier, as long as he entered this small alley, the Han family would not chase him in.

The members of the Han family are all evil ghosts who eat people and don't spit out their bones, but even the evil ghosts won't chase them in. So who are the people in this alley? !
Although the man's clothes were simple, it was clear that the clothes were made with exquisite workmanship.

For a person like him, why doesn't he even have a servant around him?

She looked down at him sitting on the rock, and suddenly took the hairpin back.

If he is someone who even the members of the Han family dare not provoke at will, then can she kill him?

If he was so scary, why did he treat her if he wanted to catch her?
She stared at him blankly, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on the back of her neck.

But he didn't raise his head, and when she put away the hairpin, he applied herbal medicine unhurriedly, then opened the corner of the robe, tore off a piece of lining cloth, wrapped it around her palm, and tied it in a knot.

He didn't even shake his hand during the whole process, as if the pause just now was just to listen to her say a word.

The hairpin plopped to the ground.

Shen Xi took half a step back, clenched his fists, suddenly turned his head silently, lifted his skirt, and ran wildly on the way back and forth.

When her figure disappeared into the distance, a person suddenly walked out from the closed door next to the swing frame.

He was dressed in brocade clothes, with a sword hanging from his waist, but he flew up to the clothed man and bowed his waist.

At the same time, on the wall, under the eaves in the distance, and on the trees, a group of purple-clothed men hula-lah were like arrows flying towards the swing at the same time, instantly gathering black clouds in the open space.

"Little Lord!"

The man in brocade clothes looked at the person sitting on the stone with concern.

But he didn't show it.

Just resting his knees and resting his chin, still looking like he can do something to pass the time when he is free to follow, squinting his eyes, he picked up the silver hairpin with plum patterns that fell in front of his toes, raised his eyebrows, and picked it up between his fingers.

(End of this chapter)