Come to think of it, it's these two people who are bad water.

Jun Zilin didn't distinguish anything, so she directly changed one of them. Now that Yuan Yuci is sick on his face, could it be that he has wiped the rouge that he replaced?

In this way, Zhang Ranshui escaped.

But Jun Zilin didn't know whether the person who risked this bad water was Yuan Yuci or Zhang Ranshui. But it must be one of them.

"Hehe, that's interesting!" Jun Zilin suddenly slapped her thigh and smiled, there is nothing more heart-wrenching than this matter.

This must be the feeling of reaping the consequences.

However, in the next moment, Jun Zilin suddenly felt her body slip forward.

She threw herself forward.

"Hey, Uncle Fuji, you have to drive slowly!" Jun Zilin said and turned around and carefully arranged the scroll, and then lifted the curtain and looked out. It's just that he just stretched out his hand when a sudden cold front hit.

"Miss, get out of the way!"

Jun Zilin watched as a sharp long knife stopped at the tip of her fingers, and the person holding the knife slid and fell. Suddenly there was a voice behind him, "Miss, hurry up and run away!" ”

Full of chaos, Jun Zilin carefully lifted the carriage curtain again, looked out, and gasped.

I saw five black-clothed men surrounding Fu Ji, rolling him in the center, crackling and slashing.

In the blink of an eye, Fu Ji had dozens of more knife wounds on his body.

The question is that these men in black are all around Fu Ji, what about the others?

Jun Zilin was wondering to herself, who would have thought that a long sword suddenly came from the oblique thorn. Pierce the carriage directly. Jun Zilin sat back, the tip of the sword was just less than ten inches from her heart!

And people!

It was no longer safe inside the carriage.

Jun Zilin was shocked and was busy looking for an exit.

Although it was the carriage curtain in front of her, there must have been someone waiting for her to go out, and then he solved her with a sword.

Looking into the car again, I saw that there was nothing to use, except for the scroll, which hit the horse's buttocks and made the horse run away, which was the basis of escape. But if this is the case, the painting will be gone, and Jun Zilin still hopes to impress Zhou Yan with this painting, so that she can go back to the door with her to save her cousin.

Now, isn't she getting nothing?!

In an instant, Jun Zilin thought a lot, although she didn't know who wanted to assassinate her. But she understands one thing that the previous princesses of Zhou Ember have probably died in various ways. I'm afraid that the fourth term will become a dead one.

What to do?

It's not hand-to-hand combat, and the poisonous powder on Jun Zilin's body can't be used at all.

Whooping.

From behind, a long sword stabbed in.

Jun Zilin was like a trapped beast, hiding in this carriage, dodging left and right to avoid the other party's sword that stabbed in from time to time.

She shoved the scroll into her bosom, gritted her teeth, and calculated the timing, she must wait for the gap, she jumped on the horse, and when the time came, she could leave quickly.

Just before she could put it into action, she suddenly heard a burnt smell.

When I looked up, I saw a large hole in the roof of the carriage, and then more torches dipped in oil were thrown in.

They wanted to burn her to death inside the carriage.

Very good, the fourth princess of the Jin prince was burned to death in the suburbs.

Jun Zilin was so angry that her head hurt, she gritted her teeth and jumped on the horseback.

At the same time, a long sword slashed, Jun Zilin felt a pain, but she didn't feel too deeply, so she grabbed the horse's belly and rushed towards the five black-clothed men who were besieging Fu Ji.

Outside the city, in the palace of the Jin king, Zhou Shen meditated cross-legged, did not eat for a day and a night, but his spirit did not decrease.

Xue Wei came in with food, and when he saw this, he was overjoyed, "Master, your exercises have improved more and more, it's really good!" ”

Zhou Shen took the gong and looked back at Xuewei, "What time is it outside?" ”

After thinking about it, he asked, "Is the princess okay?" ”

"People in the palace in the city came to report that the princess was between the general's palace and the palace, climbing the wall back and forth." Speaking of this, Xue Wei held back a smile, and then continued, "I just heard the report that the palace has entered the art workshop, but I don't know what to do. ”

When Zhou Yan heard this, a pair of deep ink eyes like a cold pool, implied courage, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a smile, and his voice was low and magnetic. Although it was only a day, he missed his princess.

"Yesterday, the Fourth Highness went to the General's Mansion, and I heard that he didn't leave until dusk." Xue Wei added.

Zhou Yan's face immediately turned cold, Zhou Jinmo met Jun Zilin in the General's Mansion.

"You go, take the princess back here!" Zhou Yan ordered in a bad tone.

"Then it's better to wait for the master to use the meal first......"

"Now, now!" Zhou Yan insisted.

Xue Wei couldn't, so he had to turn around and order the people below, but Zhou Yan said, "You take someone to go in person, you are not allowed to have a little difference, bring more people!" ”

Is the host too worried?

Xue Wei thought incomprehensibly, Jun Zilin is now in the imperial capital, can there still be danger? And do you want to show your love for her?

In the end, Xuewei had to rush to the imperial capital with a team of men and horses, who expected to encounter a group of people to intercept him on the way, and the carriage, which was quite delicate, had been burned to ashes, and even the horses fled.

Xue Wei waited to take a closer look, and was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse on the spot, "Quick, quick!" He yelled incoherently at the people behind him.

The entourage of guards flew up, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Frightened, the Snowguard jumped off his horse and hurried closer. The woman in the pool of blood picked it up, and when she saw that it was a face she knew. Xue Wei's hands trembled so much that he could barely hold her, and shouted in a trembling voice, "Jun Zilin, wake up, wake up, wake up......"

The man in black was quickly killed, and Xue Wei looked at Jun Zilin, who was covered in blood, and Fu Ji, who was already dead on the spot not far away. I can't imagine what it would be like if my master knew all this.

"Go get a doctor."

Xue Wei sniffed, hugged Jun Zilin on the horse, and went back to the Jin Palace.

While eating, Zhou Yan imagined the panic and uneasiness of Jun Zilin after being picked up. snubbed her for a day, which was not what he wanted.

At this moment, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside, and the guard entered without permission, and his tone was urgent, "Master, it's not good! Princess, she ......"

"What!"

As soon as Zhou Yan saw the guard's face, he immediately felt that something was wrong. He suddenly got up and strode out, "Master, your legs can't-"

"If anything happens to her, this king will not give up!"

Zhou Yan refused to listen anymore and rushed to the front yard. I saw Xue Wei rushing into the house with Jun Zilin, who was covered in blood, and howling the doctor all the way.

put Jun Zilin on the couch, and the blood stained Xue Wei's body.

Zhou Shen walked in, his handsome face was cold and terrifying, Xue Wei stepped forward and just called "master", and the prince of Jin had already passed by him and came to the couch.

"Jun Zilin!" Rushing to the couch, Zhou Shen roared, his eyes were blood-red, and he was very terrifying.

was yelled at all the way, Jun Zilin finally opened her eyes at this time, she couldn't tell what it was like, she just felt pain all over her body. But the pain was over, and the numbness was again. Seeing Zhou Shen in front of her eyes vaguely, she smiled and stretched out her hand with great difficulty to hold him, but it was too heavy for her to move.

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