Airborne Wedding Site [Quick Transmigration]

With He Zhaoming's interruption, Huo Jingxuan couldn't hear his wife's unfinished words, he couldn't wait for time, and when the man hurriedly led Xie En back to his room, the young man had already closed his eyes and changed into his pajamas and went to sleep.

The New Year's Eve that I had been thinking about so much ended in a simple embrace and sleep. After confirming that Huo Jingxuan's traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture were effective, Chi Hui had another task of rehabilitation every day, but the original owner's leg was seriously injured. It is barely enough to simply stand up.

Spring is approaching and everything is recovering, and the three-month national mourning is flying by in the endless quarrels in the court. The weak water only takes one scoop. Push the "wife" to the back.

In order to build momentum for Lin Qingzhu and win the hearts of the people, He Zhaoming also deliberately chose to amnesty the world during the queen conferring ceremony. With the help of the protagonist to capture the wind of showing affection, Chi Hui, who was grounded because of the second prince's attack, can finally come out justifiably. The house is breathable.

Like most of the Ming emperors throughout the ages, He Zhaoming is also a workaholic who worries about the country. It's a pity that as one of the most important courtiers of the Holy One, Huo Jingxuan obviously does not have such a noble consciousness.

The world is impermanent. Compared with expanding territory and fighting for power and profit, men nowadays still prefer to go home on time and have dinner with their wives. He Zhaoming, who can't laugh or cry, seems to have nothing to do with the other party, but in fact he is deliberately condoning this situation——

No father and no mother, and the only bondage is the husband and wife who cannot leave children. Only by maintaining this clean background that is not burdened by the family, can the other party be the most loved lonely minister of the emperors of all dynasties.

Knowing the world without leaving home, carefully studying the script formed by the fate line, coupled with the assistance of 0527, Chi Hui is very clear about the changes in the officialdom, so when he learned that Huo Jingxuan did not return on time tonight After returning home, his heart immediately tensed up.

[Relax, relax, there are no dangerous plots in the original plot tonight. ] Sensing that the host's mood was not right, 0527 immediately turned into an old lady to comfort her.

It quickly called up several commonly used monitoring screens, and it muttered while screening: [It is really troublesome to set the mission target without remote monitoring... EhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHow about the guards protecting Lao Huo...]

【where? ] Directly interrupting 0527's redundant description, Chi Hui stared at the bloody corpse on the projection, and quickly used his internal force to push the wheelchair.

[Sangui Street in the west of the city, the only way for Lao Huo to return home,] Startled by his host's rare serious tone, 0527 carefully added, [But he is no longer there...]

The blood-stained alley was a bit remote, except for the overturned carriage, it couldn't see the large mosaic representing the mission target.

This also means that even if the points are enough, the host cannot use fixed-point teleportation.

[Find the most remote route to Huo's Mansion, and then we'll find it along the way,] making a clear-headed judgment, Chi Hui gripped the Xiuchun knife tightly, flipping through the catalog of the system store at a glance, [Just this short-term stimulation of potential Pills, give me a dozen right now. 】

Wealthy and rich, he threw the jelly beans that resembled Mai Lisu into his mouth. Chi Hui jumped out of the window and left without a sound. The shadow of the whirling tree swayed. The young man in red was no longer seen on the well-made wheelchair in the bedroom.

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"Snapped."

Covering his figure with the messy debris in the alley, the man with pale lips stopped the bleeding with a silver needle, and broke off the sharp arrow on his shoulder that hindered his movement as silently as possible.

A slayer dedicated to assassination...

Thinking of the indifference of those masked assassins when his companions were poisoned, Huo Jingxuan roughly guessed in his heart, but with his increasingly idle behavior recently, who would be so eager to get rid of him?

Is it He Zhaoming?

However, a lonely minister with obvious weaknesses like himself should be the most in line with the other party's wishes.

Countless thoughts mixed together, and the man who was faintly driven into a desperate situation could already hear the gradually clear footsteps around him. The poison he carried was limited. I am afraid that the generals have already been bribed by the enemy.

Sure enough, there is a royal handwriting?

Trying to ignore the severe pain from his shoulder and abdomen, Huo Jingxuan knew very well that the blood dripping along the way would reveal his whereabouts, but those assassins were chasing him, and he had no chance to treat the wound at all.

"Whoa!"

The night at the end of winter always comes very early. With the sound of riding boots kicking, the baskets stacked nearby are rudely overturned. Through the narrow gap in the utility room, the man can even see the moonlight reflected by the assassin's dagger .

Oops!

Suddenly realizing his mistake, Huo Jingxuan didn't care whether to expose it or not, and immediately fell back with all his strength. Feng Xiao's leg disease had just started to improve, how could he die here silently? !

"Shh-"

The sharp weapon mixed with the sound of piercing the air struck at the vital point, Huo Jingxuan clenched the porcelain bottle in his hand, calmly and calmly calculated the timing and angle of throwing it, but before he could really take any action, the masked man He staggered forward and rushed forward.

The turbid eyes were fierce, and the assassin was determined to kill along with the inertia, as if he hadn't realized what happened, but from Huo Jingxuan's perspective, the bloodstain slowly emerging on the opponent's neck was so deadly.

"Boom!"

Blood spurted out, and a head with a smirk fell off, and the young man in red stood under the moon, holding a knife as bright as autumn water in his hand.

Seeing the astonished expression of the man, he frowned slightly in annoyance: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry to take it."

——Fortunately, the opponent's backward movement was strong enough, so he was not covered by the splashing blood.

There were three remaining assassins. The young man in red raised his knife and walked like a ghost. Huo Jingxuan had never seen such a sharp-edged opponent before, and his turbulent mood could not be expressed in words.

This is Feng Xiao.

The living King of Hades who made children stop crying.

The corners of Yin Hong's clothes fluttered like butterflies. Even if the three people who joined forces to besiege were elite soldiers who had been trained since childhood, they were no match for the understatement of the youth's men.

Cold, yet beautiful.

It's almost like a monster who stepped on the moon.

He firmly grasped the young man's left hand, and the cold fingertips of the other party brought Huo Jingxuan back from his trance: "Why is the lady here? And this leg..."

"I was uneasy, so I thought that I should use the secret method to go out and walk around." Simply passing the effect of 0527, Chi Hui took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, "You take the life-saving medicine first, then you can talk about it."

He had heard for a long time that the masters of the inner family would have a way to stimulate potential death fights, but Huo Jingxuan never thought that the other party would use this trick to rescue himself. Thinking of the extremely fragile new meridians in the young man's legs, his face darkened: "Feng Xiao .”

"I'm sensible," deliberately choosing high-priced products with no side effects, Chi Hui raised his hand to pinch the man's jaw, and skillfully threw the jelly bean produced by the system into the other's mouth, "Take medicine."

The young man who put his sword back into its sheath handsomely and successfully performed the signature action of the overlord seemed calm, but in fact he was secretly spreading flowers for his general offensive temperament, but before Chi Hui could say some cool lines, he was caught by the other party One forcefully hugged him horizontally.

Considering the cheap husband's wound, the young man in red didn't dare to struggle: "What are you doing!"

"Take the lady home," Huo Jingxuan held the other person down as the dull pain all over his body was relieved by the medicine, "I dare not listen to the doctor's words, do you still want this leg?"

Chi Hui, who was inexplicably trained: ...? ? ?Obviously it was my hero who saved the beauty!

"I know you are here to save me," the man seemed to be able to read all the emotions of the young man from those beautiful peach eyes, the man softened his expression and said softly, "So leave the rest to my husband, okay?"

Well, well, everything you say is right.

Bewildered by the man's affectionate phoenix eyes, the young man in red stared blankly, subconsciously nodded, carefully avoiding the opponent's arrow wound, Chi Hui changed the subject with his ears burning: "Who are you?" The assassin is the dead man of He Zhaorong's house."

"The dead men and the like couldn't find the result even if they brought them to the imperial prison, so I simply silenced them."

The tiny clues were connected in one place, and Huo Jingxuan, who had already guessed something about the truth, was suddenly enlightened, "Prince Ping? Is it because the lady lifted her feet?"

"Eighty percent." He Zhaorong is a man of revenge and is extremely lustful. Seeing that the murderer who killed him was released without charge, of course he will not let it go. It is a pity that the Huo Mansion is heavily guarded and it is difficult to hide. He can only go out every day after thinking about it. Huo Jingxuan, who was valued by Feng Xiao again, vented his anger.

The centipede is dead but not stiff, relying on the contacts and face accumulated before, as long as he never mentions the Huo Mansion, it is not difficult to ask a small group of imperial guards to "rest" for half an hour.

If there is no Chi back to take drugs to find him tonight, the man will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Xiu Enai died quickly?Or should I not stay in the small world too much?

Thinking that the previous crisis that the other party encountered was the result of his own change of the plot, the young man in red immediately felt a little downcast: "Sorry, it's me this time..."

"In just one stick of incense, the lady has already said sorry twice," the man familiarly found a remote path and walked to Huo's mansion, the man interrupted him with a relaxed tone, "If there is no lady to rescue, I will make a decision for my husband tonight." To die here."

"You and I are one body, so why do we need to be clear about everything?"

"But……"

"No but," Mr. Huo couldn't seal his lips with a kiss due to the posture of hugging the young man, the regretful Mr. Huo could only lower his eyes to look at him seriously, "If the lady really feels guilty, then promise to do something for her husband."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the man's shoulder with arrowheads, and mistook him for Chi Hui who wanted to ask for benefits. He nodded his head: "You say."

"Marry me."

Seeing the lit lanterns of the Huo Mansion in the distance, the man who was not seriously injured was holding the young man firmly and walked forward step by step: "Feng Xiao, I want to welcome you in gracefully."