After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Jiang Ye's courage has been exhausted at this point. If he takes another step forward, he may be stabbed like a hedgehog!

When he turned around, the man in black who had just been thrown away had already caught up with him.

There was a wolf in front of him and a tiger behind him. Jiang Ye howled in his heart.

I haven’t received the first month’s monthly report yet, my life is at risk!

Zhou Zijin pinched himself hard, holding the sword in one hand, and gently pressed Jiang Ye's shoulder with the other.

His eyes fell on the masked man: "I am the Jin King of Great Qin, so don't be presumptuous!"

The masked man didn't answer, obviously not taking Zhou Zijin's words seriously.

But Zhou Zijin clearly felt that the pair of dark pupils under the mask stayed on him for a while.

With a snort, the masked man laughed with contempt.

"Under my control, no matter who you are, you can never come or leave when you say you want!"

"Aren't you even afraid of the imperial court?" Zhou Zijin looked serious.

"Imperial court? Is the current Great Qin still surnamed Zhou?" The masked man suddenly raised his hand, "I'm afraid there are still some party members left who can be captured alive!"

The archers withdrew, and the men in black surrounded them.

Jiang Zhiyi said: "Since we can't leave, then we must fight our way out!"

"Boom!"

Not far away from the reception area, flames shot into the sky, accompanied by heart-rending screams.

"No, it's gone!"

Both the guests and the ladies ran away in panic.

Some people were just wearing a pair of obscene pants, and some were only wearing a top, and they were still swearing.

"Hey, look over there, what are you doing?"

One of the guests pointed in the direction where the men in black were gathering.

The murderous aura in the masked man subsided a little. Just when he hesitated, Jiang Ye chopped down two more people and broke out of the encirclement with Zhou Zijin.

"Second Master, are you still chasing me?"

The masked man looked at the place where the fire started with a serious look: "Don't chase after the poor criminals, put out the fire first."

"Yes!"

……

A quarter of an hour passed, but Jiang Ye was still nowhere to be seen. Shuqin tightened his grip on the reins and decided to leave first.

The noise crashed into the carriage, and Lin Zhiyu's eyebrows jumped: "Is it on fire?"

The next second, Jiang Ye rushed from the corner door with Zhou Zijin's arm around his neck.

After getting on the carriage, both of them gasped for breath.

"Sit tight!"

Shuqin raised his whip and the carriage galloped out.

Zhou Zijin was already unconscious at this time, and his whole body was frighteningly hot.

A wave of fear appeared on Jiang Ye's face: "If it hadn't been for the fire, I might not have been able to escape this time."

"You didn't set the fire?" Lin Zhiyu asked in surprise.

"How could it be?" Jiang Ye said, "If I hadn't gone in time, the prince would have been separated from his family by now!"

Who is that?

Enemy or friend?

"it's me."

Xiao He in the corner said softly.

"When I was walking towards the corner door, I saw someone carrying a box downstairs, and a little black powder leaked out of the ground."

"Downstairs?" Lin Zhiyu's eyes flashed.

Xiao He is on the first floor, so that means there is also a basement?

Xiaohe nodded: "I heard them saying things like 'flammable', so I thought, let's just burn down such a harmful place."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao He was hugged by Jiang Ye.

"Auntie, you are really my savior!"

"What are you doing! Let go!"

"Snapped--"

Jiang Ye let go, and there were five bright red fingerprints on his face.

He wasn't annoyed either, he just smiled.

Is there anything more joyful than escaping death?

Even if he gets slapped again, he will be happy!

Xiao He looked at Jiang Ye blankly, with only one thought in his mind——

This man was so frightened that he went crazy.

……

When they arrived at the inn, Jiang Ye first brought the unconscious Zhou Zijin into the room.

Lin Zhiyu said with a worried heart, "I'll ask Gu Li to come over and take a look."

"How can there be any reason for the master to go there in person?"

Jiang Ye flatly denied it and pointed at Xiao He, "You go."

I'll go, I'll go, why are you winking at me?

Xiao He still remembered the hug on the carriage just now and glared at Jiang Ye angrily.

Forget it, no matter how hard-working this Jin King was, he still saved the girl.

Just call people!

Don't let anything go wrong then, just rely on my girl!

Xiaohe rushed downstairs.

"Why is this kid so flustered?"

Mother An, who came up with gauze, staggered and cursed.

"Guard Jiang, come to the next room to treat the wound."

Mother An greeted.

Jiang Ye later realized that his right arm had been stabbed at some point.

"But Mother An, look at the prince now..."

Jiang Ye's eyes moved to Lin Zhiyu and suddenly shouted.

"Oh, isn't there another Mrs. Yu?" Jiang Ye said, "Ms. Yu, the prince will ask you to take care of her."

Lin Zhiyu looked at Zhou Zijin on the bed, and the scene in the room came to mind again.

"I……"

"Oh, Mom An, I'm really in pain!"

Without waiting for Lin Zhiyu to reply, Jiang Ye covered his arm and screamed in great pain.

"Quickly, help me see, why does it hurt so much? Is it quenched by poison?"

An's mother revealed it mercilessly: "If the poison had been quenched, Guard Jiang wouldn't be able to stand here properly."

Why can't one or two of them understand human speech?

Jiang Ye was so anxious that he stamped his feet, and with a sudden heart, he pushed Lin Zhiyu into the room.

"Your Majesty, I have given my heart and soul to you. Madam Yu, the time has come to repay your kindness!"

With a click, the door closed.

You say it hurts like hell, but your hands are still so strong?

Lin Zhiyu was startled for a moment, and Jiang Ye's voice came from outside the door again: "The remaining poison in the prince's body needs a medicinal bath, don't forget it!"

Turning his eyes, there was a packet of medicinal powder right on the table.

Medicated bath?

Only then did Lin Zhiyu realize that hot water had been prepared indoors.

It seems that they need it every night. Otherwise, if they came back in such a hurry, how could An's mother prepare it in advance?

For a moment, Lin Zhiyu's heart throbbed.

She got clean water, soaked the handkerchief, and gently wiped his face.

His beautiful eyebrows were knitted together, making people want to smooth them out.

"Zhiyu...I'm sorry..."

The person below murmured something, seeming to wake up.

Lin Zhiyu's ears felt hot: "There is nothing to be sorry for."

She sprinkled the powder into the tub and tested the water temperature.

There is a saying that a little farewell is better than a new marriage, and this was the case for Lin Zhiyu at this moment.

She stood in front of Zhou Zijin and took a deep breath.

Take it off, I’ve seen what I should see anyway!

He stretched out his hand and stopped in mid-air.

Hiss, it seems a bit impolite.

Lin Zhiyu quickly pulled off his belt as his ears burned all the way to his cheeks.

Ta-la.

A sachet fell to the ground.

Lin Zhiyu thought it looked familiar, so he picked it up and saw that it was the same as him.

At that time, I was angry with him.

The tip of Lin Zhiyu's nose felt sore.

Just as he was about to untie his middle coat, his hand was suddenly grabbed with great force.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Zijin didn't know when he opened his eyes, and there was a hint of anger in his words.

"nothing!"

Lin Zhiyu was startled and began to explain subconsciously.

"I just want to help you take off your clothes..."

It seems even more wrong.