The entanglement between the cannon fodder and the scheming male protagonist[Transmigration Book]

Jing Yuwei had a slightly cool warm body in his arms, subconsciously wanting to push him out.

"Don't move, there are assassins."

Jing Yuwei heard Yu Yunge whisper in his ear, he couldn't control his strength when he raised his head, and the lips that had been touched by his fingertips before brushed past his ears, leaving an unforgettable touch.

He didn't hear the sound of breaking willows, let alone the muffled sound of swords colliding, he couldn't help but wonder, just as he wanted Yu Yunge to get up, a sharp arrow passed through the wood and almost touched his forehead, with the taste of killing.

Then there was the orderly arrangement of willows, followed by dense arrows. The ambushing people obviously didn't want to reveal their identities, and wanted to shoot them into hedgehogs.

Yu Yunge turned his head and looked at the arrow whose tail was still trembling in fear. If he had to slow down a little bit, Jing Yuwei's head would burst.

"How many people did Zheliu bring?"

He was still clinging to Jing Yuwei. In this situation, he might be shot by an arrow. He wanted to live intact.

"A guard team, 20 people."

"Aren't these 20 people embroidered pillows that are fancy but useless? Your Highness, I'm serious. If there is a chance to escape, I will leave you and run without looking back."

Jing Yuwei didn't expect him to say such scumbag-like words, and was choked up: "Is this what you like about Gu?"

"Living is only valuable if you like it. What's the use if your life is gone? Your Highness, I don't have the spirit of willing to die for my sweetheart in the scriptures, so," he pressed Jing Yuwei's shoulder, and the two together Shrinking body to avoid, "You have to find a way to live, so that you can hear me say you like it again."

"It's what you want to say, not just what you want to hear." Jing Yuwei said furiously.

The pure and innocent His Royal Highness the prince's cheeks were flushed, dyed down the white and tender neck, and the whole person was about to turn into a big red shrimp. I don't know whether it was because of anger or annoyance.

In order to prevent him from getting too angry and being shot, Yu Yunge hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, it is I who want to say it, not His Highness who wants to hear it."

Jing Yuwei snorted coldly, this is more or less the same, he was tall and trying to shrink and being held down was really uncomfortable, just as he moved his arm, he was pressed again by Yu Yunge who was aware of it.

"My dear Highness, will you behave yourself at this time?"

Just as Jing Yuwei was about to refute, he felt his lips heat up, and he heard Yu Yunge chuckle and said, "Is it okay for me to kiss Your Highness? The people brought by Zhe Liu are very powerful, and I believe the crisis will be turned around soon. Please wait patiently, Your Highness. Um?"

Jing Yuwei was speechless, not because he didn't know what to say, but because he was so irritated by Yu Yunge that he didn't know which sentence to reprimand first.

Being taken advantage of both verbally and physically, and being forced to carry the blame for moving around because she wanted to kiss, even a tortoise can't stand it.

"Yu Yunge! If you talk nonsense again, I will let you be a shield!"

After saying this, Jing Yuwei pursed his lower lip, really, really ignorant of reserve.

Most of Yu Yunge's attention was on the fighting outside, and his accusation was consoling and perfunctory: "Hmm, your Highness, be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."

Jing Yuwei: "..."

The flying arrows in front of him disappeared, but the sound of many arrows flying over could still be heard. The situation is probably not good, and Yu Yunge didn't want to continue hiding.

"Hide Your Highness, I'll go out and have a look."

Yu Yunge hid Jing Yuwei in a fairly safe corner, and by the way put cushions on his left and right sides, it's better to have this thing in the way than nothing.

His movements were too swift and swift, and Jing Yuwei's outstretched hand failed to grab a corner of his clothes when he pulled away to leave.

The battle outside was very fierce, and the 20 people brought by Zhe Liu surrounded the carriage, forming a human shield, blocking the rain of arrows from all directions.

No one will hurt Jing Yuwei in the car in a short time, but who knows what other tricks these assassins have, and how long they will spend with them?

It would be bad for them to wait, Yu Yunge jumped off the carriage with long legs.

When Zhe Liu heard the movement, he turned around and saw him, his eyes changed slightly: "Why did the princess come down?"

"Your Highness is fine, how far is it from the plum garden?" Yu Yunge drew out a soft sword as if by magic, and shared the burden of blocking arrows for Zhe Liu.

His fingers were slender and beautiful, and the posture of casually holding the sword flower and picking the arrow was so chic, which caused Zhe Liu to look a few more times, and was almost shot.

Being rescued, Zhe Liu cast a grateful look at Yu Yunge: "It's not too far, I've already sent a distress signal."

Yu Yunge looked up at the dark sky, his visibility was very low, and then he looked back at the road leading to the plum garden, which was blocked by layers of bamboo forests, so it was hard to say whether Jing Xici saw the distress signal.

Besides, even if Jing Zhici could see it, it was hard to say whether he would come to rescue him.

After all, this assassination...

"Protect Your Highness, I will go back as soon as I go."

Yu Yunge has never been a fool who will be caught without a fight. Instead of entrusting his vitality to others, it is better to fight hard.

The wind was too strong, and by the time Zhe Liu heard his words and turned to stop him, he had already disappeared.

Zheliu is in a hurry, how can Yu Yunge be allowed to take risks alone in this situation, isn't that courting death?

But he didn't know where to look for someone, Yu Yunge didn't give him a chance to chase him at all, Zhe Liu realized at this moment that his princess concubine, as the young son of the martial arts leader's family, knew martial arts to some extent.

It was dark and windy, and there were only a few things he could see. After avoiding the rain of arrows, Yu Yunge simply stepped on the top of the Bamboo Sea with a bare bamboo pole. After a handful, it snowed.

Not long after the hailstones fell, heavy snow like goose feathers rushed down head and face, and a light layer of snow fell between the sky and the earth for a moment.

Hearing the sound of sharp arrows, Yu Yunge groped towards the direction where they shot out, and soon saw a dozen or so masked men in black standing or hiding in the mountains.

Not many people, not what Yu Yunge was looking for.

He squinted his eyes against the wind and snow to look for the leader. The snow was so heavy that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

The quiver on the back of the man in black was about to be empty. Realizing this, the group of people put away their bows, took out a scimitar and stuck it to their waist, and silently bowed and walked forward quickly. That was where Jing Yuwei's carriage was. direction.

Yu Yunge paused for breath, it was too late.

After a while, the whiteness between the sky and the earth became thicker and thicker, Jing Yuwei's heart sank when he couldn't hear the sound of sharp arrows piercing the sky, this was not a good sign.

"Your Highness!" Zhe Liu slumped and rolled in, seeing Jing Yuwei holding a cushion in one hand, his heart rested in his stomach, "The horse is dead, we have to go."

Without the horse, there is no convenience. His legs are the biggest burden. Even if he can stand up, he is not as good as a normal person, let alone keep up with the pace of escape.

Jing Yuwei didn't think about losing his life, so he threw away the cushion in silence: "What about him?"

Zheliu clenched her mouth tightly, not knowing what to say.

"Where is he?" Jing Yuwei sensed Zhe Liu's unusual silence, and asked again, completely unaware of the unconcealed concern in his tone.

Zheliu was evasive: "I don't know."

Jing Yuwei remained silent, instead of getting angry, but thought that Yu Yunge, who would not listen to discipline, would really not care about Zheliu.

Most of the time he does whatever he wants in front of himself, the more he is not allowed to do anything, the less he will listen.

"Let's go."

Seeing that he didn't stubbornly ask where Yu Yunge went, Zhe Liu was glad that he wasn't fascinated by Yu Yunge's face, and still had his usual rationality.

After getting out of the carriage, Jing Yuwei made him stop again just as he sat in the wheelchair.

The broken willow is unknown, so: "Your Highness?"

"Someone is coming." Jing Yuwei finished speaking and looked in the direction of the wind and snow.

Zhe Liu secretly complained, thinking that after the rain of arrows, all will be safe and sound, how can an assassination give up halfway?Because of this, Zhe Liu wanted to take him away quickly.

"Your Highness, it's too late to leave."

"It's too late now."

Zhe Liu sighed, no longer tried to persuade, but drew out his sword and stood in front of him: "Before leaving, the princess asked me to protect His Highness, I promised, I can't break my promise."

The sound of Xixisuosuo's footsteps was getting closer and closer, and the footsteps landed on the thin snow and made creaking sounds, many and dense.

Zhe Liu's expression changed, there were too many people, if no one came to rescue them, they might die here today.

Zheliu never thought that Jing Yuwei's first trip in his life without the knowledge of many people would lead to death, and some people would not want to see him alive.

Figures appeared in the snow curtain, Zhe Liu clenched his sword tightly, there were more people than expected, not only in front of him, but when he looked back, there were people coming from behind.

The sound of the long sword being released suddenly sounded in his ears, Zhe Liu turned his head and saw Jing Yuwei sitting in a wheelchair, holding a long sword, fearless.

Zhe Liu opened his mouth: "Your Highness."

"I don't need your protection."

Jing Yuwei's tone was determined and confident, as if he was an unparalleled expert.

Zheliu's eye sockets were a little hot, and he took a deep breath again. When he wasn't thinking about these things, he called around twenty people together: "Come on!"

Yu Yunge, who was following the group of people, frowned slightly as he looked at the people in black who were wrapping Jing Yuwei in dumpling wrappers.

I didn't find the person who gave the order. Is this group of people who received the dead password?

Then it would be difficult for him to save Jing Yuwei.

It shouldn't be, he stared at the group of people for a long time, and finally let him catch a different one, hiding in the innermost part, it's not realistic to rush over and catch them.

There was only one solution left, he flipped the little dick he had prepared earlier, but fortunately Qu Xian was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, otherwise Tongtian would not be able to save people.

He stared at the figure swaying left and right, and when the group of people and Zhe Liu and others handed over, the figure swung a knife at Jing Yuwei, and pressed the button.

A cloud-piercing arrow flew towards the back of the man who was completely unprepared. The other party noticed that he wanted to dodge sideways. When he turned around, he found that the angle of the arrow was too tricky. on the man's side.

The man groaned in pain, looked at the place where Yu Yunge was, and said in a hoarse voice, "Withdraw."

The man in black, who was fighting in full swing, heard the words and protected him to retreat, and looked carefully, he was chasing after Yu Yunge.

Jing Yuwei squeezed his red wrist: "What happened?"

Zheliu fans stared: "...They seem to have gone after the princess."

The author has something to say:

Yu Yunge: When coaxing people, you have to be sweet with your mouth and fast in your actions, otherwise you will be easily beaten (bushi)