Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

The sky is white, the morning light is dewy, and the fish belly in the east is white.

In the guest room of the inn, the man sitting on the bed meditating opened his eyes suddenly, his long eyelashes flashed violently several times, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master?" Ah Jiu asked after hearing movement at the door.

"How's it going over there?" Ji Wuhen closed his eyes to suppress the surging Qi in his body, and silently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Glancing out the window, he walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

After a night, the tea was completely cold, with a bone-chilling chill.

"Already set off, no news has been sent back yet." Knowing that his master was worried about Pingyang, Ah Jiu replied truthfully.

After hearing the reply, Ji Wuhen said nothing and slowly walked to the desk.

He pinched his eyebrows with his long fingers, a hint of irritation flashed in his eyes.

"How about that guy?" Thinking of that child, Ji Wuhen spoke again.

"I've fallen asleep. Master, do you want to take a rest? The army will set off soon." Chujiu couldn't help but worry when he thought that his master had been in the room since he came back from rescuing people, and the water and rice hadn't come in yet.

Today is the day to send off the bride, and there is still a tough battle waiting for the master.

"Call Twelve over." After a while, a command came from inside.

"Yes." Seeing his master like this, Chujiu said no more, got up and walked towards Twelve's room.

In the room, Ji Wuhen leaned back on the Taishi chair, looking at the bulging beams, her cold white eyelids gently closed.

Sister, be well and wait for me to pick you up.

At two o'clock in the morning, Ji Wuhen was wearing a bright red wedding dress and sitting in front of the dressing table. Twelve stood aside and opened the dowry.

"Master, Master Gu is here." Hearing the footsteps, Twelve looked out the door, leaned over and said in Ji Wuhen's ear.

"Yes." When Ji Wuhen, who was closing his eyes to rest, heard this, he raised his eyelids slightly to look at the person coming.

"Everything is ready." Glancing at Ji Wuhen's slightly pale face, Gu Juechen leaned over and saluted.

"Well, Fu Minghe is back?" In response, Ji Wuhen closed his eyes again.

Let twelve smear on his face.

"Chou Shi just arrived." Gu Juechen stood up and stepped aside, looking out the door.

Not far away, Shen Yu stood in the corridor, carefully looking this way.

"Oh? Then he got his wish?"

"I don't know, but he brought a woman back."

"Who?"

"Lin Zhixi."

"?" Hearing Lin Zhixi's name, Ji Wuhen's eyes paused slightly and looked straight at Gu Juechen.

As if thinking of something, Ji Wuhen stood up, walked to the desk, and took out a dark brocade box from the drawer.

Ji Wuhen opened the brocade box and saw that it was empty. Ji Wuhen understood.

"Where's Lin Wushou?" Ji Wuhen closed the brocade box and looked at Chujiu by the door.

On the ninth day of the lunar month: "Protector Lin has been teaching and has not left the valley."

Hearing this, Ji Wuhen remained silent, walked back to the dressing table, sat down, and continued dressing up.

"What?" Gu Juechen on the side saw this and asked before he died.

"Your people are back?" Ji Wuhen asked with his eyes closed until Gu Juechen also sent people to Pingyang.

"Well, there was a big fire at Yuxi Temple, and there was chaos all night. Fu Youxing left overnight alone." Gu Juechen spoke with a heavy tone when talking about Yuxi Temple.

Yinshuang is still waiting for news. If she knew that Shen Xixi was walking with Fu You, she would be annoyed.

"Princess, Mr. Fu and Mr. Shen want to see you." Just as they were talking, the guard at the door interrupted them.

"Come in." Seeing this, Ji Wuhen stopped saying anything and signaled for someone to come in.

Outside the door, Shen Qing came over with Fu Minghe with a smile on his face. The two of them knelt on the ground together, "See you, princess."

"Okay, get up." He waved his hand to the two of them and asked them to get up. Ji Wuhen looked at the person with a smile on his face.

"Princess, the wedding team has arrived outside the inn. Princess, please move on." Facing Ji Wuhen's scrutinizing eyes, Fu Minghe's face remained as usual and his voice was steady and strong.

"Master Fu, are you done?" Ji Wuhen laughed softly without saying anything, and turned to look at Fu Minghe.

"The Holy One has an order, and I dare not disobey it. Please ask the princess to atone for my sins!" Fu Minghe said in a deep voice before Ji Wuhen bowed heavily.

"It doesn't matter, my father's affairs are important. Now I have to marry a foreigner, and I also need to have Lord Lao." With her red lips raised, Ji Wuhen patted Fu Minghe on the shoulder, and then glanced at the quail on the ground. of Chongqing.

He held the maid's arm and walked out.

"Daughter of the common people, please see Your Highness the Princess." Beside the stairs, a woman in white bowed to Ji Wuhen.

"Get up." Looking down at the woman kneeling on the ground, Ji Wuhen's voice was a bit colder.

"Thank you princess. I wish the princess will get her wish this time." Shi Shiran stood up, and Lin Zhixi raised her head and smiled at the person above her.

With a cold snort, Ji Wuhen stepped over her and helped the people around him out of the inn.

Fu Minghe behind him took a deep look at Lin Zhixi, who looked calm, and followed him out.

Outside the inn, people and horses were already surrounded.

On the leader's white horse, Hatu, wearing a silver fox fur coat, sat on the horse and kept looking at the gate of the inn.

After a long time, there was a sound at the door, and people slowly walked out surrounded by a red figure.

"Hatu, I have met Princess Changning and asked her to get on the sedan chair." Turning over and dismounting, Hatu clasped his right hand on his chest and saluted Ji Wuhen.

Behind them, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and eight maroon horses carrying a vermilion high-top carriage stopped in front of everyone.

Turning around and passing through the crowd, Ji Wuhen raised a corner of his hijab and looked at Gu Juechen.

After seeing the other party gently nodding, he put down his hijab and resolutely got on the carriage.

"Evacuate..." After helping Ji Wuhen get into the car, Hatu flew onto his horse, roared, and left with the wedding team.

"I said... are you really sure?" Following the team, Shen Qing sneaked up to Fu Minghe and asked in a low voice.

He was about to return to Beijing. Fu Minghe could tell whether he was reliable or not.

"What? You regretted it?" Fu Minghe glanced sideways at Shen Qing, his face expressionless.

"Of course I..." Infuriated by his attitude, Shen Qing couldn't help but raise his voice, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's okay, it's okay." Facing the intimidating gaze of the barbarian, Shen Qing smiled repeatedly, curled up his neck and stopped shouting.

"It's a pity... you can't go back." Fu Minghe sneered at his timid appearance.

The already irritable brows furrowed even more.

"What... do you mean?" Hearing the threat in his tone, a shiver ran down Shen Qing's spine.

"The city defense map used by the third prince when he attacked the city was drawn by you yourself."

"That's...that's what you drew when you threatened me." Hearing the city defense map, Shen Qing was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.

"Really? Aren't you happy to accept the three thousand taels of gold?" Fu Minghe sneered and looked at Shen Qing, who was pale.

He's an idiot, but he would be of some use if you didn't look at him.

I'm not even worthy of carrying his shoes.

"What the hell are you going to do?"