The banquet is gone, each with their own thoughts.
Xiao Jing drank a lot of wine tonight, Leng Yi's face was slightly flushed. Sitting on the horse, the temperature in the car seems to be raised,
"Tonight, what do you think?"
"It's hard for Duan Heye to become grand, and he will listen to Duan Xiang's words." Chu Yao replied.
"Wen Guo is bound to provoke the relationship between Yanmeng and Mongolia this time, and I am more concerned about Li Guo." Xiao Jing closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the car.
"Guo Li?" Chu Yao was puzzled. Li Guo's national strength is far from that of Yan Guo, why would he say that?
Xiao Jing didn't speak anymore, and pressed the center of his eyebrows, looking very headache.
After a long time, when Chuyao thought he had fallen asleep, Xiao Jing suddenly said, "That boy in blue is Lu Qiuen, the Prince of Mongolia. What did you see when you followed him?"
Chuyao was a little startled, she thought he hadn't mentioned it all the time, because he didn't notice that she was leaving, but she didn't expect his heart to be as bright as a mirror. That man in Tsing Yi is actually the prince of Mongolia, so why is he disguised like this?
"I only saw him talking to someone beside the rockery, and then handed him a package. As for what he said and what he handed, I don't know." Chu Yao slightly frowned, and said again: " How do you know he is the prince of Mongolia?"
Xiao Jing opened his eyes, and looked at Chuyao with obsidian pupils: "Intuitively, if Meng Guo wants to eat Wen Guo's fat, it is impossible to send only Duan Heye, and Meng Guo is most qualified to marry Emperor Feng It is Prince Luqiu En, in order to show the utmost sincerity, of course he will come in person."
"But what is the meaning of pretending to be a servant boy?" Chu Yao was puzzled. Since he wanted to show the greatest sincerity, why did he let the servant boy pretending to be Duan Heye be exposed like this, wouldn't it be self-defeating?
"Maybe some things still need to be done secretly. After the battle of Yanmeng, Mongolia is not peaceful now."
The carriage stopped suddenly, and the driver said anxiously: "My lord, there are assassins."
As soon as the words fell, a knife stabbed into the car, but fortunately Xiao cut it off with the wind of his palm, otherwise she would have been stabbed.
Xiao Jing turned over and flew out of the car. Chuyao lifted the curtain of the car, outside there were more than a dozen men in black surrounded Xiao Jing. The coachman was already stabbed multiple times and was lying on the ground. Obviously, this group of people is not weak in martial arts.
Xiao Jing should be accompanied by hidden guards, why didn't any of them show up?
Chuyao frowned as he watched Xiao Jing fight with the black-clothed killers. More than a dozen killers were masters. If this melee dragged on for a long time, it would be bad.
"Be careful!" A killer stabbed from behind while Xiao Jing was holding the enemy with both hands and his body was free. Chuyao blurted out with a thought.
When the killer's knife was about to touch Xiao Jing, Xiao Jing grabbed the other killer's wrist, turned around quickly, and the two people's swords pierced into each other's chest in each other's astonishment.
Chu Yao looked terrified, and just breathed a sigh of relief, a killer suddenly turned around and attacked her. Xiao Jing narrowed his black eyes fiercely, and jumped to intercept the killer who was attacking Chuyao. At this moment, another killer attacked from behind him.
This time, because he wanted to estimate Chuyao's scruples, he dodged and slapped his body, and the blade slashed across his left arm.
Seeing the blood on his hands, the killer immediately rushed forward.
Just at this moment, more than a dozen iron-faced dark guards joined the battle, and the black-clothed killers gradually lost the wind and retreated one after another.
After the black-clothed killer left, a young man dressed in dark blue bowed his hands to Xiao Jing: "Your subordinate is late to save you, please forgive me, my lord."
"Go back to the hotel first." Xiao Jing got into the carriage, and the young man dressed in dark blue drove the car, and secretly disappeared into the night sky.
The robe on Xiao Jing's left arm was soaked with blood, and the sticky blood dripped down on the car floor. There was such a big hole in his arm that he didn't even frown.
Chu Yao hesitated for a moment, sat beside him, and said, "Be patient." After speaking, he tore off his sleeve and tied the wound tightly to stop the bleeding.
"Are you stopping the bleeding or are you murdering?" Xiao Jing raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, there was a hint of laughter on his usually cold face.
When Chuyao was asked this question, his face turned red, and he retorted: "Of course it's murder. Why does King Ning think I will stop the bleeding for you?"
She knew that she was shaken, and when she saw Xiao Jing was injured because of saving herself, her heart trembled. Xiao Jing's laughter made her subconsciously refute. Could it be that she can only cover up her wavering by rebuttal?
Xiao Jing lowered his eyes, watching her carefully unwrap and re-wrap with lowered eyebrows, her heart was shaken. He took her hand in his hands, gently brought her to his side, and lowered his head to cover her lips.
Chu Yao looked at him in astonishment, but did not refuse.
With lips and teeth intertwined, Xiao Jing gently pried open her lips with the tip of her tongue, and swam into her mouth,Slowly frolicking and cruising in it, brushing every tooth and evoking a clumsy tongue.
This kiss, like a lover who has been in love for a long time, is long, soft and deep.
[Author's digression]: A certain onion didn't divide the chapters well, this chapter is a bit short, so today is the third update, there is another chapter below, don't forget to read o(n_n)o~~ (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com