Fingers of crossing

Seeing Jiang Ningzui rushing into the tent with people and horses, Qiyue was not dumbfounded.

She just wanted to extinguish Jiang Ningzui's arrogance, but she never expected such a result.

There was chaos on the track, and an uproar in the stands. Facing the sudden change, even those princes and grandchildren couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"My God!"

Yan Lingge stood up abruptly from the seat, she let out a low cry, and saw Jiang Ningzui driving the chasing dust that was out of control getting farther and farther away, she lowered her head and glanced at the silent Yang Xuanlin, with a faint expression on her face Showing a little worry.

"boom".

Yan Yilan has been quietly watching the situation on the track. Qiyue's little tricks may be able to deceive others, but how can they be hidden from her eyes.At this time, Zhuichen had already driven Jiang Ningzui away in a frantic gallop all the way, her face was slightly gloomy, and she threw the teacup on the table with her backhand. tight.

Yan Lingge's heart was already hanging in the air, but now she heard the voices around her, she was startled, and was about to look back, but saw a white dress slipping past her eyes lightly, when she regained consciousness, Huang Jie, who had already seen her, hurried down the stands.

Casually leading the horse in the hands of the groom on the side of the track, Yan Yilan stepped on the saddle and turned onto the horse with her strength. Her white clothes were rustling, which complemented the calm and majestic expression on her face, and there was a look of contempt in her eyes. Domineering.

Perhaps the sun was too bright, Yang Xuanlin narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

With the passage of time, the Fengyi back then had begun to have the aura of a king at some point.

Hearing a soft shout, Yan Yilan was already driving the horse in the direction of Jiang Ningzui, watching Yan Yilan go away silently, Yang Xuanlin didn't know what to see, suddenly frowned, and then Following Yan Yilan's movements, she stood up.

"When did she get the shoulder injury?" Yang Xuanlin asked Bi Yuan who was still in the stands, but Bi Yuan just bowed her head in silence when she answered him.Since Yang Xuanlin was able to spend eight years getting to know Yan Yilan, he naturally understood the temper of the confidant next to her to some extent. Seeing that Bi Yuan didn't answer, Yang Xuanlin's expression froze, and he turned to his imperial guard and said: : "Send someone to follow the eldest princess, make sure not to let her get hurt."

Hearing Yang Xuanlin's explanation, Yan Lingge looked down at Qiyue who was stunned on the track, quickly walked down the stands, and walked towards her.

"Get down!"

Qiyue was shocked by Yan Lingge's yell, she still looked at Yan Lingge in a daze, and after a while she slumped off the horse, as if she had already realized that she had caused a catastrophe , she timidly raised her head to look at Yang Xuanlin on the stand in the distance, and asked in a low voice: "Sister-in-law, I..."

"Do you know how much trouble you have caused?" Yan Lingge supported Qiyue to stand firm, while looking at Yan Yilan's figure riding away, and said: "Looking at the appearance of Huangjie, if Ning'er has a Three ups and two downs, your emperor brother can't protect you."

Qiyue had always been afraid of Yang Xuanlin, and she knew the weight of Yan Yilan in Yang Xuanlin's heart. Hearing Yan Lingge's words, she immediately lost her mind.

"That's not right." Qiyue followed Yan Lingge all the way to the stands, thinking about something in her mind. Suddenly, she paused, and suddenly said: "The Crown Princess of Yan Kingdom should not be the Prince's beloved. Why is it the eldest princess and not the crown prince who chased him out?"

Yan Lingge was startled, she quickly concealed the strangeness in her heart, and said to Qiyue: "Don't talk nonsense!"

She couldn't get an answer from Yan Lingge, and seeing that the seriousness on Yan Lingge's face didn't seem to be fake, Qiyue naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions, but she kept this question in mind.

The horseshoe raised up the yellow sand all over the sky, and Yan Yilan's heart seemed to be cut repeatedly by gravel. The long-lost panic gradually came to her heart, and that feeling of powerlessness was even more difficult than her own being in a dangerous situation. suffer.

Under the wanton flying sand and dust, a faint figure slowly jumped out of Yan Yilan's sight. She couldn't help but startled, and raised the rein with a loud voice, watching the outline of that person bit by bit. Make it clear.

Jiang Ningzui staggered out riding on Zhuichen. Her face was paler and paler due to her bright red palace attire, but her expression was still indifferent, showing a little calmness in the face of danger.Seeing Yan Yilan coming with her horse, Jiang Ningzui glanced at her silently, then rode Zhui Chen outside the camp, let go of the hand holding the rein, leaned slightly forward, and took off the top of the tent. Hanging bunting.

Jiang Ningzui's curled-up hairpin had been scattered somewhere in the previous panic, but now her hair is full of black hair, flying with the wind, her eyes are full of stubbornness and forbearance, and the corners of her lips are cold He pursed his lips slightly, as if trying to endure something.

There seemed to be some unusual aura flowing in the air, and that familiar smell made Yan Yilan frowned unconsciously. She put her legs on the horse's belly and took a few steps towards Jiang Ningzui, only to see Jiang Ningzui Ning Zui is holding a colorful flag in one hand, and the other hand hangs lifelessly by her side. The wide sleeve of her right hand has been cut, and there is faint blood seeping out of her shirt, printing the scarlet sleeves like fire. burning eyes.

Seeing Jiang Ningzui's injury, Yan Yilan asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Chasing dust was assassinated by Qiyue, and rushed all the way into the tent out of control. Jiang Ningzui couldn't order it to stop. Fortunately, the soldiers guarding the tent heard the movement and rushed over. They recognized Jiang Drunk, so I immediately came to stop the horse for her.

It's a pity that Zhuichen has experienced many battles, and his strength is astonishing. The soldiers couldn't hold it back and couldn't catch up with it. Seeing that it was going to run elsewhere, one of the soldiers remembered the spear in his hand and wanted to Use this to stab the side of Zhuichen's leg so that he will be tired from running.

In a daze, Jiang Ningzui remembered that Qing Fu had told her before that Chasing Chen was Yan Yilan's favorite horse. Thinking of this, her actions were already before she realized it, and she stopped the soldier with her bare hands. With such a movement, the sharp tip of the spear tore through her clothes and ruthlessly pierced into her wrist.

Xu Shi smelled the long-lost smell of blood, and gradually aroused Zhuichen's instinct as a war horse. It also calmed down from being out of control, and stopped its chaotic steps. Nodding his head, his expression slowly returned to normal.

Recalling everything that happened just now, Jiang Ning looked at Yan Yilan drunk, pursed her lips, and had no intention of telling the truth.

"I am fine."

As Jiang Ningzui said, she stubbornly rode back on Chasing Chen, and saw that Jiang Ningzui who had rushed out of the tent before came back alone at this time, and took down the agreed colored flag in her hand. Sigh, Qiyue also walked down in a daze at this time, looking at Jiang Ningzui's eyes with some respect.

"you……"

Rao Qiyue, who has always been carefree, didn't feel a little embarrassed at this time, after all, she was wronged first, and now seeing Jiang Ningzui returning home injured, she still feels uncomfortable in her heart.However, if he hadn't witnessed this scene with his own eyes just now, Qiyue would not have believed that Jiang Ningzui, who usually looks weak and weak, would have such a calm and composed expression when facing danger.

"This one belongs to Princess Qiyue?"

Jiang Ningzui said, and handed the three hidden weapons in her hand to Qiyue, seeing Qiyue took the three hidden weapons like hot potatoes in a muffled voice, she smiled slightly, but her eyes were extremely cold. "Yan people are always open-minded in their actions. I am not as good as others. I lost this game."

Although Jiang Ningzui didn't mention these three hidden weapons at all, the meaning between the words seemed to slap Qi Yue directly.

The people of Yan country are always open and frank, Jiang Ningzui is just joking that Qiyue's work is not upright and bright, and she only plays some shady tricks.And although Jiang Ningzui accepted her loss generously, but in this way, everyone knew clearly that even if she lost, it was all because of Qiyue's conspiracy.

Even if Jiang Ningzui lost, she still won, and won the glory, without letting Yan Guo lose the slightest bit of face.

Thinking of this, Qi Yue first looked down at the hidden weapon stained with blood in her hand, and then looked up at Jiang Ningzui, who was so indifferent and inhumane in front of her, her heart was blocked, and she couldn't refute it with a word.