The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Qin Yuning's colleagues opened wide, panic-stricken, Xu Yu, his body softened and fell to the ground.

At this time, Qingying also came, seeing that Rongjing was intact, and immediately knelt excitedly on the ground, his voice choked slightly, "Shizi."

Rong Scenic Spot nodded, and Wen Sheng ordered, "Seal her spell, never use the Southern Xinjiang spell to punish people, abolish martial arts, send someone to Nanliang, and send a letter to Gu Shaoqing to prepare her to pick someone up. error!"

Qingying glanced at Qin Yuning, her voice was cold, "Yes, the subordinates vowed to send her to Nanliang Molu Mountain Camp to General Gu without error."

Since Gu Shaoqing asked Qin Yuning to be a military prostitute for the 300,000 soldiers of Nanliang, there is her best place to go.

Yun Qianyue didn't look at Qun Yuning, who was lying unconscious at his feet, and moved towards Rongjing.

After Rong Jing gave Qing Ying a command, his eyes looked softly at Yun Qiangyue coming to him.

There was a corpse of sevens and eights between them, silent and silent.

Yun Qianyue came to Rong Jing, squatted down, and looked at him carefully. He looked very seriously. His eyes did not blink. It seemed that he was afraid that he was not the one in front of him. She looked at it for a long time, and Rong Jing let her look at it for a long time. Until she saw sore eyes, she blinked and said softly: "Can you stand up?"

Rong Jing shook his head and said weakly: "I'm afraid I can't."

Yun Qianyue presses his hand on his wrist to give him a pulse.

Instead, the hand was held by Rong Jing, spreading her palm, and saw a burn. That was the consequence of her activating spiritual power. He narrowed his eyes and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Yun Qianyue shook her head, "I didn't feel any pain just now. You only see it, I feel the pain."

Rong Jing lowered his head to kiss the palm of her hand, and her cool lips touched gently, like feathers brushing, he asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

Yun Qianyue looked at him and said, "It hurts more."

Rong Jing looked at her palm and sighed, "What can I do! Unfortunately, I can't blow a fairy scent to make you feel better now."

Yun Qianyue's tears suddenly fell down, she reached out and hugged him, and fell into his arms. The tears wet Rongjing's white crescent moon robe. She seemed to suppress herself, but she still couldn't suppress it. Her throat choked for a while, and her heart was as if it had been cut by a sword. She wanted to reach out and thump him, but she was reluctant to make her body tremble slightly. "Rong Jing, you bastard, you scared me to death."

Rong Jing looked down at her, and the clear spring-like eyes seemed to gather a layer of mist, and he was instantly confused.

"I'm afraid I'm late, I'm afraid I can't catch up, I'm afraid..." Yun Qianyue couldn't cry.

Rong Jing stretched out his arms to hug her, tightened her arms, and held her tightly in her arms. Wen Run's voice was extremely low and dumb, and she seemed to suppress her emotions. "No fear, we just married, how can I be willing to throw you away The Master Lingyin has fortune-tell me, saying that I hit with shame, and the gods and ghosts are not afraid, and the blessing is great."

Yun Qianyue hugged him tightly. She never felt that Rong Jing needed her as thoroughly as she is today. He was not omnipotent, not everything was under control, not without danger, or no one couldn't help him . Earlier she was afraid of being out of time, but now she is afraid of it. If she was a little late, then now where would he hug him well here, she was only responsible for the self-restraint.

"I said I won't let you cry again, but I've eaten again and again." Rong Jing seemed helpless.

Yun Qianyue wanted to stop her tears, but she couldn't stop it anyway. She had never been a crying person before, thinking that tears were caused by the weak, but it turned out that she was just not up to her heart, or did not meet the person who made her cry in his arms like this.

"Okay, don't cry! Am I good?" Rong Jing pushed her away and wiped her tears.

Yun Qingyue sucked his nose, pulled out of his arms, and looked at his pale face. She pressed her hand to his pulse. His pulse was almost empty, and her voice trembled and whispered: " Where are you from here? It hurt so bad..."

"It's good to have a life." Rong Jing said.

Yun Qianyue pursed her lips and nodded, yes, life is good! Qin Yuning almost killed him. She turned back slowly and saw that Qin Yuning's shadow was no longer on the ground. Apparently Qingying had ordered her to be taken away. Now Qingying was inspecting the injuries next to the eighteen hidden souls. She thought of the eighteen hidden souls following Rong Jing. For many years, it can't be folded like this. She immediately got up and stood up.

It was probably that she got up too hard, or that she used too much of her spiritual power, and her eyes suddenly turned black, and her body shook.

"Yun Qianyue!" Rong Jing was startled and yelled.

Yun Qianyue barely supported her body and settled down, seeing Rongjing's face seemed whiter, almost transparent, and looked at her nervously. She smiled at him and shook her head. "It's about taking more spiritual power, I It's fine."

"You don't need to bother, let Qingying handle it." Rong Jing reached out and held her hand.

"He was injured too!" Yun Qianyue saw a large blood stain on Qingying's chest, and there were wounds on his arm. His face was pale, not much better than Rongjing. She said softly: "I recruit Linglian and Yixue."

Rong Jing let go of her hand.

Yun Qianyue reached into her arms to get a signal flare. Xu Yu, she took out the flare and just about to throw it out, an anxious voice sounded, "Shizi!"

Then two more voices sounded, "Miss!"

Yun Qingyue heard the voice of Qing Shang, Ling Lian and Yi Xue, and immediately stopped.

Not long after, the three came, and everyone was pale with rare panic, and they landed quickly. When they saw Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue sitting together in a corner, they were relieved. And ran over.

Qing Shang knelt in front of Rong Jing with a thump, "Shizi, slave-servant is late."

Rong Jing looked at Qing Shang and asked warmly, "What about string songs?"

"Xiange was unconscious, but his life was safe, and he preserved the jade seal." Qing Shang said in a very low voice.

"He'll be fine!" Rong Jing smiled, "Get up!"

Qingshang stood up and looked at Yun Qiangyue, seeing her face not much better than Shizi. She opened her mouth and shouted in a sobbing voice, "Concubine Shizi."

Yun Qingyue nodded to her and said warmly: "The three of you are just here, Linglian and Yixue, you will take Hualuo and Canglan back to Rongwang Mansion for healing. Qingshang will now help Qingying to check, see See if the 18 hidden souls are saved?"

The three nodded together, and Ling Lian and Yi Xue immediately stepped forward to pick up Hualuo and Canglan to leave. Qing Shang hurried towards Qingying.

Yun Qianyue looked at the whole body of corpses on Chengqian Street, and such a big thing happened on this street. The rich **** smell may disperse the entire capital, and it is only 500 meters away from the Royal Palace, but there is no one so far. When the people came out, the shadow of the soldiers patrolling was gone, and it became a dead street. She sneered in her heart, want to support Qin Yuning to kill Rong Jing? It was really a good idea. She pressed her lips tightly, and today's account won't be the case.

Rong Jing took Yun Qiangyue's hand again and said to her: "The Qingshang is here, I don't need you. Come and sit down for a while."

Yun Qianyue looked back at Rong Jing. The ground around him was still clean. It was so rare that there was such a heavy **** smell. His body was half stained with blood, and the faint snow lotus still remained. She sat down with his hand on his By the side, nodded. "Let's rest for a while! We will wait for others to see if this street is a sacred dynasty. Will it be ours from now on."

Rong Jing smiled, and Ruyu's hand pressed the pulse at her wrist to give her a pulse.

Yun Qianyue didn't speak, and looked ahead. Although it wouldn't be a corpse, the assassination was much larger than the assassination of her and Rongjing by the hundred dead guards when the old emperor was alive. It flows into a river, and it is the first time for Shengjing to see it on this day.

"Fortunately, there are no children." Rong Jing withdrew his hand after half a pulse.

Yun Qianyue withdrew his eyes and looked at him.

Rong Jing reached out and hugged her in her arms, resting her head on the neck of her neck, and whispered: "I used to think the same as the two grandpas. I wish you were happy, but today I am glad you didn't. If you have, Not only will I not be able to protect you, it will also affect you and our children."

Yun Qianyue reached out and patted his hand, and said in amusement: "At this time, you are fortunate to get up, I have already said that this must be easy, and let the nature go, the two old men are magically blocked, are you following the magic barrier? "

Rong Jing smiled and said, "I was earlier than they were demoralized. When I didn't marry you, I often thought that if I have a child and looks like you, I don't know how much I should love him."

"Why not like you?" Yun Qianyue looked at him.

"Like me, as long as you are born, it will be good." Rong Jing said.

"Sweet words." Yun Qingyue snorted with a smile, but couldn't help but fantasize. Two little men like her and Rong Jing stood in front of them, shouting to their father and mother, so thinking, in this blood-stained long street corpse running across the ground, it was exceptionally warm.

Rong Jing held her and stopped talking.

In the blood, only Qingying and Qingshang were busy.

"Shizi!" Qingying examined the Eighteen Hidden Souls, "Pootong" knelt on the ground.

Qing Shang also knelt beside the eighteen hidden souls, tears surging out.

Rong Jing raised his head, and his eyes were deeply cool. He seemed to have expected something. He looked at the eighteen hidden souls lying on the ground for a moment, then quietly asked, "How?"

Qingying said with a pendant head: "All of them are broken, and no one has survived."

Yun Qianyue's heart snapped tightly and was about to stand up. Rong Jing held her hand tightly. She looked at him and saw that his side face was as clear as the snow and ice on Yuxue Mountain. The soul followed him from an early age, and all of them were damaged. What kind of heartache should he have under his calm appearance? About he already knew that it was the result, so he took her to speak, and prevented her from checking it. Yeah, how could she not think of it? If she comes a step late, Rong Jing will also endanger her life. Eighteen hidden souls loyal to the Lord, even if there is a trace of strength, will protect him, how can he be bullied? Hualuo and Canglan were the seven elder guardians of the Red Pavilion. Their martial arts were personally taught by the former seven elder guardians who followed her mother. She came one step later, and they were so badly hurt that there was no trace of resistance. How tragic at the time. She squeezed her lips and looked closely at the eighteen hidden souls on the ground. The hatred in her heart suddenly deepened again.