Chapter 168 Xia, I am very jealous of you.
If the few days ago, Xia Yurong in front of Jiang Jinshuang was the tall and out of reach of the white lotus and snow moon.
And now, the woman Jing Mo was holding was messy in her long hair, her dress was embarrassed, and even her face was unkempt.
Jing Mo just took a look and frowned.
Even though he was in the border of Wanjin, Jing Mo had heard of Xia Yurong's affairs.
I heard that Xia Wenbin of Xia’s mansion surrendered to King Changping. A few days ago, King Changping returned to Baiyujing and wanted to order the Black Armored Cavalry, Xia Wenbin also followed.
It is said that the soldier who was shot out of his intestines by the Black Armored Cavalry and his body was chopped in half.
The death was tragic.
During the troublesome period, several ministers in the court were not strong-willed and believed King Changping's lobbying and surrendered to Jiang Ze's intention.
Now that the dust has settled, the success of the king and the defeat of the bandits, it goes without saying what the outcome of those court officials will be.
Before their team entered the capital, the official's order came down, the Xia Mansion was seized, and all the property deeds were confiscated.
The servants of the Xia Mansion also ran away, dying.
But Jing Mo didn't expect that Xia Yurong could still run out of Xia Mansion.
It seems that you are preparing to escape from the capital?
Jing Mo has an impression of this Miss Xia Yurong and Xia.
If there is any woman in the entire Chang'an City that can get in touch with her own adults, then it is probably only Miss Xia Yurong and Xia.
Jing Mo has been with his adult for nearly three years. Even if he doesn't deliberately inquire, he can feel that this Miss Xia is using her adult's power and status to build relationships and support the situation.
To be honest, if Xia Yurong had not borrowed the reputation of an adult, she would not have been so sensible in the circle of noble ladies in the capital.
The adults should also know this, but he seemed to have acquiesced to her approach and rarely paid attention to her affairs.
——This seems to give Xia Yurong the illusion of being more and more arrogant.
Now, the man is sitting in the sedan chair, and she kneels down under the carriage, kowtowing in panic, asking for help: "Brother Pei, Brother Pei! Brother Pei save me! Brother Pei, you must save me!"
"Yurong was bewitched by King Changping, and then she lost her composure. Brother Pei, I can't die! You will definitely not let me die, right? "
She knelt in front of the prosperous and noble guard of honor, crawling forward with her hands and feet, wanting to grab the beam of the carriage on Pei Du's carriage.
But before she could get closer, Jing Mo grabbed her clothes with one hand and pulled her to the ground!
"Sir," noticed the gaze of the people around him, Jing Mo frowned, "I will take her to see the official!"
"Brother Pei! Brother Pei save me! I'm going to meet the officials! They will take me to the Jiafangsi! I don't want to serve those people!!"
He shouted for help at the top of his lungs.
Her eyes were full of embarrassment.
The corners of her skirt were covered with mud, just like the first time Jiang Jinshuang saw her, and she looked so depressed and messy.
After years, it is like a dream.
She is still the exiled people on Chang'an Street, who are frightened and unable to eat, and have never changed.
Finally, amid the hysterical cry, a slender and fair hand lifted the curtain of the car, revealing the complex and exquisite golden patterns of auspicious clouds on the tail of the clothes.
"She said, I want me to protect you, otherwise she will blame me."
The man's voice is elegant and indifferent, and he can't feel any emotion.
When Xia Yurong heard this, she seemed to be silent by someone. She widened her eyes and looked at the man on the high ground in a daze and horror.
The curtains were not fully lifted, and only his boots and hem were seen.
The complex patterns on the curtains show respect for the owner's identity.
"She said you are timid and cautious and fragile, but you are innocent and gentle, simple and kind."
"She said you are meticulous, but you are used to living under someone else's roof and need more care."
The man's voice is quiet and cold, and it is unremitting.
"Xia, I'm very jealous of you."
"When she left, she refused to leave a few words for me, but she said she wanted me to protect you."
Xia Yurong widened her eyes in surprise, and her eyes looked at the carriage with incredible confusion and panic.
"If she knew that the person she guarded would be like this."
In an instant, it was like a thunder thunder exploded from Xia Yurong's ears.
After realizing it, Xia Yurong seemed to understand something.
He is not an unbiased and bright moon and breeze.
It's not that she has any tacit feelings and tacit understanding with her.
He never even spent more time on her. He said, Xia, I am very jealous of you.
He said that if she knew, she would be very sad.
——Where is the breeze and bright moon, and where is the unique beauty of his beauty?
He is private and despicable, and jealous.
The only thing that little bit of protection was just because she might never have thought about it.
Thinking of this, Xia Yurong smiled palely, her eyes full of confusion.
She seemed to be wrong.
From beginning to end, it was wrong.
She glanced at the sword beside her, and the sword around Jing Mo's waist was pitch black.
Without hesitation, Xia Yurong pulled out the sword from Jing Mo's waist—
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
"Swish——"
The curtains slowly fell.
In the carriage, the man's voice was cold and indifferent, as if he had not seen the blood on the ground.
"Let's go."
Jing Mo slowly came back to his senses: "Yes."
——
Jiang Jinshuang's bones were sold several times.
Just a little movement, there was a stinging pain.
Because he was knocked unconscious several times, Jiang Jinshuang had not counted the time for several days.
——I don’t know how long it has been outside.
Moving his fingers, Jiang Jinshuang wanted to regain some thoughts with the pain.
The mouth and nose were full of rust, and Jiang Jinshuang's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood mist, and she couldn't see her gaze clearly.
My head was dizzy and the buzzing sounds in my ears seemed to swallow her.
She lay on the straw mat, and the red dress on her body had long been soaked in blood, and because the blood was dry, terrifying blood stains were condensed.
The consciousness is a little blurred.
In a daze, she inexplicably remembered that if she had been injured a long time ago, Uncle Ruiyang would see her, and her eyes turned red and tears began to fall.
The thirty-year-old man was really a murderer when he cried. Jiang Jinshuang was clearly injured, so he had to concentrate on comforting him.
"Uncle Wang, all of them are minor injuries. Look, they are bandaged."
She always says that.
For her, except death, it was considered a minor injury.
At that time, how did Uncle Wang answer her?
He said...
He said.
"My Shuang'er is so good. If Uncle Wang is gone in the future, who will feel sorry for you?"
Uncle Wang, I don’t need to feel sorry for others.
Jiang Jinshuang never felt that she was so pitiful.
I never think I will make anyone feel distressed.
There are more people in the world who have lived a hard life, and it is no longer a hard life for her to live.
"Bit"
It seemed like water dripping on Jiang Jinshuang's face.
Jiang Jinshuang moved her eyelids and opened her eyes with difficulty.
Hearing is restored after consciousness.
She seemed to hear Jing Mo's panicked voice.
"Your Highness! Your Highness, don't be afraid! Your Highness, please let me save you!"
who?
Who should I save?
Oh, it seems... Pei Du?