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

Yu Yunge never thought that one day he would take risks for a beauty who wanted his life.

too dreamy.

He dodged the murderous arrow behind him, showing the escape mentality of being stared at and hit by his master with stones, and relied on his outstanding lightness kung fu to jump around and hide, making the assassin scream in anger.

"Shoot him down!"

The people who were injured were furious. The siege of Jing Yuwei should have been settled long ago. Who would have thought that someone was behind?

If this matter is not done today, he will definitely be punished when he goes back. It is too underestimating the enemy.

"Hurry up, kill people before the rescuers arrive."

We must not wait until Jing Yuwei and others come over, no matter what, we must kill one first.

The blood flowed from his side waist like a rushing stream, rushing, and the pain made his face change.

If he can't catch up with Yu Yunge again, he will bleed to death first: "Shoot me harder!"

Yu Yunge keenly realized that there were more arrows, and he couldn't dodge them by dodging alone. In desperation, he could only draw his sword to block, and ran while blocking. After all, he was slowed down and couldn't take care of it. After being shot by an arrow, the injury on the waist didn't feel too serious, the main one was the right shoulder, which was almost penetrated.

The sword almost fell out of his hand, he gritted his teeth and changed the sword to his left hand, took a deep breath, and continued to run.

Once the assassin chases him, then Jing Yuwei is safe.

It's just...he smiled wryly, wondering if Jing Yuwei would come to rescue him after he escaped danger.

His face was numb from the wind and snow, and the heat on his body flowed away quickly with the blood. His reaction speed slowed down, he tried his best to avoid the deadly sharp arrow, and he could feel that his life was coming to an end.

Playing it off, he thought angrily, he didn't die as tragically as in the original book, maybe he will be missed with Jing Yuwei's gratitude.

Yu Yunge would rather not have this love, just like what he said to Jing Yuwei, liking is valuable only if you are alive.

Taking advantage of this, he held on and refused to fall, and ran desperately, isn't it almost there?

The injured man showed a ferocious face, and he could see that the people not far away were exhausted. As long as they chased him for a while, this person would undoubtedly die.

He grinned grimly. Only by eating this oriole can he save his life.

"Hurry up and kill him!"

Yu Yunge couldn't run anymore, he was depressed, he shouldn't have conceited to send Jiang Kai away, the road from the bamboo forest to the plum garden was too far, his legs were about to break, and he hadn't reached the place yet, if he dragged on, there would be no one left.

Fortunately, the dark green bamboo poles gradually decreased, and the small courtyard of Meiyuan appeared before his eyes, and he was about to arrive.

The man who was chasing him also saw Mei Yuan, determined to kill him cruelly, grabbed the bow of the person beside him, drew out three arrows and stopped abruptly, nocking the arrow and drawing the bow in one go, he aimed at Yu Yun Pavilion, and silently judged the opponent's next move At the foothold, with a light finger movement, a sharp arrow flew out, piercing the wind and snow and flying towards Yu Yunge, who was not moving very neatly.

By the time Yu Yunge expected it, it was already too late, and he would be injured wherever he hid, so he could only try his best to turn sideways, so as not to let the arrow go too deep and suffer less.

After all, he underestimated the strength of the archer's bow. The arrow passed through his right chest, leaving a bloody hole. The pain made him gasp several times. He couldn't control the strength of his feet. When he got to the ground, even though he barely stabilized his figure, his eyes were still darkened, and he had to stop.

Obtaining the desired result, the leader of the assassins stretched out his slightly white tongue to lick his lips, a dagger with a blue blade fell into his palm, and slowly walked towards the slender figure standing stiffly with his back to them.

The two groups got closer and closer, and the smell of blood blew into the distance with the wind. The snow under Yu Yunge's feet was quickly melted by the blood, and spread very quickly until it soaked into the soil, leaving dark blood marks.

The assassin was behind him, he seemed unconscious and motionless, the assassin raised his dagger, just waiting to swing it down.

At this time, the sound of well-trained footsteps came quickly, and a black shadow passed in front of Yu Yunge, killing the people behind him with a knife.

What followed was a unilateral massacre, and those who chased and killed Yu Yunge were all silenced.

Yu Yunge breathed a sigh of relief, tremblingly opened his eyes and looked at the man standing at the gate of the courtyard, forced his lower lip to curl up, showing a triumphant smile.

Although the young man in the ice and snow was covered with scars, he still stood tall and straight. The original white robe was already stained with blood, but this did not affect the youth's beauty. His eyes were stubborn and proud, as if he would never lower his head.

Jing Zhici stared at Yu Yunge, his thoughts were flying wildly, if he was rescued, would he talk nonsense?

The snow was getting bigger, and it was flying freely and freely, blocking the two people from seeing each other.

Jing Qianci twisted the hands behind his back, and just stared straight at Yu Yunge, who was bleeding profusely, with his eyes closed and limp in the snow.

The heavy snow quickly covered Yu Yunge's figure, and from a distance one could see that bloodless face was about to merge with the snow, and let him lie in the snow again, he would be chilled.

Forget it, Jing Qianci walked out, not to make Jing Yuwei suspicious.

When Yu Yunge was conscious again, he only felt pain all over his body, his eyelids were heavy, and his head was not clear. He opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was a very strange picture, and the familiar agarwood fragrance wafted from his nose.

This is where?

He thought dully, moved his neck with difficulty and wanted to look aside, but he didn't see too much, and there was a hand stained with the fragrance of book ink in front of him.

Someone beside him coaxed in a low and unskilled voice: "It's okay, go to sleep."

He recognized that it was Jing Yuwei's voice, and for a moment he understood where it was, and moved his lips slightly to ask what was going on, but fell asleep again, unable to overcome the drowsiness.

When the breathing of the person buried in the brocade quilt calmed down, Jing Yuwei slowly withdrew his hand.

I don't know if Yu Yunge noticed something in his sleep, when his hand was about to be taken away, the other party rubbed it nostalgicly, and then fell asleep again.

Jing Yuwei's fingertips trembled slightly, retracted into his sleeves as if on fire, and rubbed uncomfortably a few times, as if trying to take away the delicate skin.

"...Your Highness?"

Zheliu didn't understand why the imperial doctor said that Yu Yunge would wake up naturally as long as he got enough sleep, and his highness would stay by the bed day and night, like a 24-year-old dutiful son, and he didn't understand why his highness looked at Yu Yunge in the eyes Full of contradictions.

Just like at this time, they were clearly talking about the important matters of the encounter with the assassin, and at the critical juncture, Yu Yunge moved a little, and His Royal Highness felt like a little swallow flew away.

Zheliu had no choice but to remind: "The Crown Princess can wake up at night, Your Highness doesn't have to keep guarding."

"Well, it's time to wake up after sleeping for four or five days." Jing Yuwei stared at Yu Yunge's cheeks that were getting rosy from sleep and said.

Zhe Liu: "...then the person locked in the secret room should also be released?"

"Let it out and let him not cause trouble."

Judging from the fact that Jiang Kai wished he could stab two people casually, these five days were enough for him to calm down.

Jing Yuwei pinched the center of his brows, and looked at Yu Yunge again with uncertain eyes.

Zhe Liu took orders to do it.

There were only two faint breathing sounds left in the spacious Guanyun Palace, which seemed to make the palace even more empty.

Jing Yuwei stared at the sleeping Yuyun Pavilion for a long time, making sure that the other party could not hear any sound, then leaned over, and murmured softly to whom, "Why do you want to save Gu? Because of loneliness and regret, you don't hesitate to risk yourself?"

Xu Shi said self-praising words that he had never said before, even though no one heard him, he still blushed.

"Yu Yun Pavilion, Gu will not let you go free."

He came to a conclusion vaguely and stubbornly, the repressed madness in the depths of his eyes no longer wanted to restrain himself, greedily swept over Yu Yunge who didn't know why, and slowly licked his lower lip, thirsty.

Ten steps away from Tingzhu Garden, there is an iron cage house with only a door. Once a person is locked in, there is no way out except the door.

Zhe Liu came to open the door with the key in his hand, and even discussed with the dumb person in the room.

"I said I will release you later. Don't go to His Highness impulsively. He was also thinking about the overall situation at that time. He really asked you to rush out with a sword. If something goes wrong, the Crown Princess will be charged."

"Your Majesty already knew about the assassination of His Highness and the Crown Princess, and ordered Dali Temple to investigate it strictly. If Dali Temple can do its own investigation, it is a big case. It shows how much Your Majesty attaches importance to this matter."

"Jiang Kai, I know that you are highly skilled in martial arts and famous all over the world, but you have to accept one thing now, that is, your young master is the princess of Nanchuan, and you can't just use the tricks of the world to help him solve his troubles."

Zhe Liuxu babbled for a long time without getting any response, and he was not discouraged. He touched the lock for a long time, but he didn't mean to open it.

After a long time, someone in the dark room finally couldn't wait to break the silence first.

"Are you finished?"

Zhe Liu leaned against the iron door, turning the key: "It's almost there."

Just turned around a few times, a hand stretched out from the room, took the key away in the blink of an eye, when Zhe Liu came back to his senses, the iron door was wide open, Jiang Kai looked down at him.

"talkative."

Frustrated, Zheliu snatched the key and lock back from him, and then said in a word of worry: "Your Highness accepted the Crown Princess to Guanyun Hall, and he agreed in advance, so you don't have to be so angry."

At first, when Jiang Kai learned that Yuyun Pavilion was seriously injured, he was not as radical as they thought. He just wanted to go to Xuanyun Tower to find out the whole story of the incident and kill the mastermind behind it.

He was caught and locked up by Jing Yuwei, who had been expected for a long time, and this time lasted for five days.

Thinking about how smart Qu Xian is, he doesn't need to talk too much, it must have been settled early, and now he just needs to leave the East Palace to bring back news to Yu Yun Pavilion.

Zhe Liu had just taken two steps behind Jiang Kai, but he didn't notice that the other party stopped. He accidentally bumped into the other party's strong back, covered his nose and said, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Kai turned around and stared at him with sharp eagle eyes: "I want to go out."

It gets dark very early in winter in Nanchuan. Near Youshi, the night falls like a pot. The Guanyun Hall is lit with dim warm yellow candlelight. The doors and windows are closed, and the charcoal fire in the fireplace is burning brightly, making the hall as warm as spring.

Yu Yunge woke up again in the warmth and comfort, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jing Yuwei resting with his eyes closed beside the bed.

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Jing Yuwei: I have a wife.

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