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In the front hall of Ji Mansion, King Duan sat weakly on a sandalwood chair with his head supported on one hand, and let the doctor bandage his abdominal wound.

Ji Wuzhuo stood at the entrance of the hall, looking at the guards of the palace running around everywhere, his face became more and more gloomy.

"Master Ji, please forgive me," Wang Duan said pretendingly, "This thief is insidious and cunning, and I am also worried about your safety, so I'd better search carefully."

Ji Wuzhuo said coldly: "Thank you for your concern. It's just that after searching for so long, there is no trace. Could it be that the prince is dazzled?"

"What?" Duan Wang lazily said, "Master Ji thinks that this king is talking nonsense?"

"Ji doesn't dare." Ji Wuzhuo couldn't figure out why Duan Wang made such a fuss.So what if an assassin was found in his house?Could it be that she still wants to use this to bite him?

Then this method is a bit stupid. Given the rift between His Majesty and King Duan, he wished that there would be an assassin who would kill him with a single knife. How could he care where the assassin came from?Not to mention convicting others for King Duan.

But if not, why did he perform this show with such great fanfare?What's in this mansion...

Lin Ziyan? !Ji Wuzhuo suddenly came back to his senses---could it be Lin Ziyan? !

He turned around and rushed to Lin Ziyan Academy.

"Master Ji..." Behind him, King Duan shouted again, but Ji Wuzhuo had no time to pay attention.He didn't understand, how could Lin Ziyan get involved with Duan Wang?The two seem to have never met, and Lin Xiuyuan, who is far away in Dayan, should not have anything to do with Duan Wang.

Could it be that bastard named Jiang? !

While thinking wildly, he had already arrived outside Lin Ziyan's courtyard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lao Zhang covered in blood, lying motionless on the ground...

In the alley of the city gate, Jiang Fenglin stuffed his baggage into Jiang Yuxing's arms, looked at the carriage beside him, and said, "There is a hidden compartment behind this carriage, you can hide in it, and follow the carriage out of the city."

He took out another token from his pocket, handed it to the driver beside him, and said to Jiang Yuxing and the others: "The guards dare not check carefully the carriage of the Wangfu. You must leave the city immediately, and Ji Wuzhuo will probably notice it soon. .”

Jiang Yuxing nodded, clutching the bundle in his arms, and said softly, "Brother, take care."

Jiang Fenglin raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Be careful all the way, go home early."

Jiang Yuhang pulled Lin Ziyan into the carriage, saw Zhao Feng who was rescued together standing beside the carriage in a daze, and couldn't help shouting: "Old Zhao, let's go."

"Oh, good." Zhao Feng regained his composure and got into the carriage, but he was a little absent-minded.

I don't know what happened to that idiot Ning Mo?He remembered that when he was in the dungeon just now, Ning Mo was holding on to the door of the cell, refusing to go with him no matter what.

"I'm not leaving!" Ning Mo yelled, "If I leave, won't I really be with you?!"

"But if you don't leave, your landlord may not believe you," Zhao Feng pulled him and said, "What if I still blame you? Wouldn't that be more wronged?"

"Anyway, I won't leave," Ning Mo said, "You knock me out with a palm, to show my innocence."

Zhao Feng: "..."

In the end, Zhao Feng had no choice but to knock him out with a real palm.

Alas, this person is not only stupid, but also stubborn.

Jiang Fenglin stood at the entrance of the alley, watching the carriage slowly leave the city gate, it was getting late.

After a long time, he turned around, only to see King Duan leaning against the wall behind him, his face pale.

"Don't worry," Duan Wang covered the wound on his abdomen, and slowly walked over, "I have sent someone to escort me along the way, everything will be fine."

Jiang Fenglin looked at the injury on his abdomen, paused and said, "How are you?"

"It's okay," Duan Wang said, "it's just that the wound hurts a little, help me back, okay?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone shout: "My lord, my lord..."

He turned his head and saw that not far away, the aunt hurried over, followed by several bearers, carrying a big red sedan chair.

"I just saw that the lord was injured, so I went to find a sedan chair for fear of being unable to move." The aunt said kindly, "Don't despise the lord."

Duan Wang: "..."

Jiang Fenglin held back his smile, walked over and opened the curtain, and said to Duan Wang Wang, "My lord, please."

Duan Wang's wound suddenly stopped hurting, but his head hurts a bit.

On the small road outside the city, the carriage rolled over the snow and creaked.

Zhao Feng and the coachman Xu Er sat on the front of the car, driving the car unsteadily.

"Brother Zhao," Xu Er said, "It's windy outside, so go inside."

Zhao Feng waved his hands and said: "It's better to go outside, at least you won't be blind."

Xu Er was bewildered, "Huh?" Blind?Why are you blind?

Zhao Feng whispered: "If you see something you shouldn't see inside, you will be blind... oh..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuxing slapped him on the head, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhao Feng turned his head and saw Jiang Yuxing lifted the curtain of the car and leaned out.

"What are you doing out here?" Zhao Feng said dissatisfiedly, "Go back quickly." Shouldn't you hold Mr. Lin in your arms?Is my Northwest Wind drunk for nothing?

Jiangyu Xing ignored him, and looked up at the receding mountains and mountains in the distance, but felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Along the way, they guarded against Ji Wuzhuo catching up, took the official road, changed the path, and went around, wondering if they avoided the old man...

"Ah!" Inside the car, Lin Ziyan sneezed suddenly.

Jiang Yuxing hurriedly put down the car curtain, turned around and tightened his cloak, "Is it cold?"

Lin Ziyan nodded with a red nose.

Jiang Yuxing took off his cloak and put it on for him too, but his hand was still cold when he touched it.

Jiang Yuxing frowned, then took off his coat and put it on for him, "Is it still cold?"

Lin Ziyan stared at him blankly, always feeling that this scene seemed similar.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his dumbfounded look, Jiang Yuxing wanted to undress him again, fearing that he would freeze to a fool.

"It seems..." Lin Ziyan pulled his clothes and moved closer, "Somewhat familiar..."

Jiang Yuxing was taken aback for a moment, remembering the first time he met him, this man was also so cold that he couldn't wake up, he was wrapped in his clothes and rubbed against his arms...

"Of course I'm familiar," Jiang Yuxing said with a smile on his lips, "You snatched my clothes the first time you saw me."

Lin Ziyan was puzzled, "Why should I rob you of your clothes?"

Jiang Yuxing grabbed his hand and put it in his arms, "I'm freezing."

"Then you..." Lin Ziyan hesitated, "Did you hit me?" In the cold weather, someone robbed you of your clothes for no reason, so you can't die of anger?

Jiangyuxing: "...No."

"Then what happened later?" Lin Ziyan thought for a while, blushing and said, "When did I... like you?"

Jiang Yuxing: "...just... later."