The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Zhao Xuan saw blood flowing out of Gu Jinchu's body and shouted nervously, "Ah! Bleeding!"

"There are assassins!"

"There are assassins escorting you!"

The Jinyiwei dressed in red flying fish uniforms rushed out from all directions and subdued several Fuso people in the blink of an eye.

It all happened in a flash, and it was over before many people could react.

Princess Xiaoqian and her two maids, the envoy and his entourage were tied up skillfully by the Embroidered Uniform Guards and kicked to their knees on the open space in the center of the hall.

Jiang Nansheng's Adam's apple rolled, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were deep.

Looking at Qin Lang, he said, "Sir Qin, check these Fuso people carefully and don't let them hurt His Majesty."

The Longquan sword in Qin Lang's hand was so fast that it seemed like an afterimage. The maid who attacked others had her tendons in her hands and feet cut.

A faint smell of blood suddenly filled the hall. The ladies tilted their heads, unwilling to watch this cruel and bloody scene.

The Japanese people not only have secrets hidden under their clothes, but also carry hidden weapons close to their bodies.

The emperor was furious when he saw this. "Come here, send the Fuso people to the Dali Temple!"

The banquet ended like this, and everyone looked at Gu Jinchu with intriguing expressions.

I'm afraid this servant's identity will have to change.

When Qin Lang and the Jinyiwei retreated, he looked at Gu Jinchu deeply.

Zhao Xuan held Gu Jinchu's injured arm, her eyes red from crying, "Does it hurt? I will definitely find the best scar removal medicine for you so that you won't be left with any scars..."

"Yongle!"

Hearing her mother's voice, Zhao Xuan looked at Gu Jinchu reluctantly. When her mother didn't call her Sister Xuan, it meant the situation was serious.

But my mother didn't know Chu Jie'er's identity, so she looked at her uncle for help. She saw him slowly nod his head and follow her.

......

It was not the first time that Gu Jinchu rode in the Jiang family's green-curtained carriage, and he still marveled at its comfort and luxury.

Looking at Jiang Nansheng's tense expression, she pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

She wasn't hurt, just a little scared.

Princess Zhao Xuan didn’t know about it, and even Jiang Nansheng only found out before she stepped forward.

She came here today with two preparations, one was the hidden arrow on her body, and the other was a bag of prepared plasma.

It's a bit bold, but it works.

In the eyes of a noble, the death of a servant is not a pity, so how can the dignity of the royal family be humiliated or shaken?

At that time, no one even cared whether she was really injured or how serious the injury was.

All we want is a result.

Jiang Nansheng was sitting there, much taller than her, as if he was trapped between him and the carriage.

He was leaning too close, and there was still so much empty space in the carriage.

Gu Jinchu lowered his eyes and looked at him holding the teapot. There was a scratch on the skin exposed under his sleeve.

The thin skin had turned red and swollen, and Gu Jinchu asked him in a low voice, "Fifth Master, are you injured?"

Her injury was fake, but his was not fake, it was just not serious.

"Chu Jie'er, are you concerned about me?" The man's deep and pleasant voice sounded in my ears.

Gu Jinchu suddenly raised his head and almost bumped his chin, "Fifth Master, you forgot that I am now Tianqing."

"Oh, there's no one else here. If you keep pretending, you'll probably be sent to the princess's mansion tomorrow!"

Jiang Nansheng said with a smile, which made Gu Jinchu feel that his smile was a bit dangerous.

He exhaled lightly, and handed the thing hidden in his sleeve to Gu Jinchu with one hand, "I saw this injured tabby cat, so I asked Qin Lang to go in that direction to look for you."

"Don't be so impulsive next time, I'll be worried..."

Gu Jinchu carefully picked up the kitten, his eyes and mind were attracted by this little thing.

"Jiang Nansheng, you are so kind. Just now, the princess and I were almost discovered by the Fuso people, thanks to it."

Seeing that its injured paw had been bandaged, it raised its eyes to look at Jiang Nansheng, its eyebrows curved, and its beautiful peach blossom eyes shone brightly, "It's also thanks to you for notifying Qin Lang."

This little kitten is not even as long as Jiang Nansheng's palm. It was so small just now lying in his palm, but now it looks like it has grown a lot in her hand.

Gu Jinchu knew that Jiang Nansheng had big hands. Those hands had once...

After all, she had lived with him for five years in her previous life, and he didn't even have a concubine. Even during the days of menstruation every month, they never slept in separate rooms.

What's more, Jiang Nansheng is a very lustful person.

The kitten in his palm cried weakly, and Gu Jinchu realized that he had pinched the kitten in an injured place.

Thinking about why he lost his composure, his face turned even redder. He hugged it and let it lie on his arm. The kitten couldn't lick his wound, so he simply put his head between Gu Jinchu's arm and body.

"What a heartless little thing! The wound on my hand was caused by it just now. I saved it, but it got close to you instead."

Gu Jinchu: "..."

Why did I feel like I could hear grievance and accusation in Jiang Nansheng's voice?

Seeing the man stretching out his big hand in front of her, she looked at him in confusion.

Jiang Nansheng's Adam's apple moved, and he said with his lips slightly parted: "I was not blowing it just now, I was also injured..."

Gu Jinchu opened his eyes wide when he heard it. The man was standing with his back to the light, and his profile was still as handsome as he remembered.

How could he say such a thing?

In his previous life, he was extremely strict with his eldest son Cheng'en, and once both father and son were accidentally injured.

At that time, Cheng'en didn't dare to cry in front of his father. After seeing her, he held back his tears for a long time before they fell.

She hugged her eldest son and said that if he blew on the wound, it would not hurt. Cheng'en grabbed his father's hand and asked her to blow on Jiang Nansheng as well.

Having said that, neither the father nor the son felt any pain anymore.

Gu Jinchu looked at the wound that was about to heal, and his vision became increasingly blurred.

His active approach, the undisguised tenderness in his eyes...

This was a scene she had never dared to imagine in her previous life.

She was obviously about to give up.

Then what was she in her previous life?

What the Japanese man just said made the fog in front of her eyes become clearer.

"Fifth Master, what should we do with this tabby cat?" Gu Jinchu sniffed and asked softly.

Jiang Nansheng withdrew his hand and clenched his fist tightly. Her breath just now sprayed on the back of his hand, like countless feathers sweeping across his skin.

Looking down at the top of her head, she was shrinking again.