"Let go of me!"

Jiang LAN struggles, the scattered hair falls down with his action, blocking his eyes that can't wait to eat the wind Che.

Soldiers work together to lift the lid of the coffin, wind Che bent down, originally thinking of holding Xia Xi out. Hearing Jiang LAN speak, the action stops, looking at Xia Xi, the voice is gentle, "Xi'er, you wait for me."

Xia Xi blinked.

Wind Che straight up, did not wait for Beijing Zhao Fu Yin and commander to react, has arrived in front of Jiang LAN, kick Jiang LAN to fly out.

Jiang LAN body heavily hit the wall, and fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spray out, two eyes a turn, fainted in the past.

"Drag it down!"

Feng an and Feng Zhong drag people out of the hospital like dead dogs. Jiang Lan's body is exposed to the public.

The eunuch of Jingzhao couldn't bear it. He wanted to ask people to dress him, but also thought of Xia Xi's tragedy. Now he dares to say that, Prince Zhan must think that he and the Jiang family are together. It's better to do more than less, and the thought just came up again.

Wind Che back to the coffin side, bent over to Xia Xi gently hold out, Xia Xi hair messy, both sides of the face are palm print, the body is still tied with rope.

Feng an and Feng Zhong turn their heads and can't bear to watch.

The commander and Jingzhao Fu Yin separated one step away, felt the chill from Fengche, and could not help but step back.

"I'm fine."

Xia Xi opens her mouth, trying to comfort her, but because her two cheeks are swollen, her words are ambiguous.

The coldness in the courtyard was even worse, and the commander and Jingzhao Fu Yin could not help but step back.

Gently untie the rope, gently remove her scattered hair one by one, then take out the kerchief, gently wipe down the dirty things on her swollen cheek, throw them on the ground, lean over to hold her and walk towards the house.

Jingzhao Fu Yin and the commander looked at each other and quickly followed.

Feng Cheng doesn't move. His target is Jiang Wan. Since Jiang LAN is in the room, Jiang Wan is definitely not there. He doesn't have to follow in.

in the house.

Jiang Wan was still lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, with no inch inside. A group of soldiers were facing her with weapons.

Wind Che holds Xia Xi to enter a room, sink a voice, "all retreat!"

The soldiers took back their weapons and retreated.

"Ah Che

Before the commander and Jingzhao could see the face of the woman on the bed, they heard Jiang wanran's cry.

Both of them were shocked. There was only one person in the whole capital who called Lord Zhan like this. That was Jiang Wan, the eldest miss of the Jiang family. Is that

They just feel that the thunder is rolling on their heads, and they can't come back.

When Feng Cheng outside heard the cry, he couldn't believe it. He stepped into the room and saw that Jiang Wan was on the bed. His anger in his eyes was burning Jiang Wan to ashes.

As soon as Fengche came in, Jiang Wan's eyes were glued to him. If he didn't notice that there were other people coming in, even Xia Xi in his arms was automatically shielded.

"Ah Che, you have come to see me at last!"

The purpose has been achieved, the breeze Che is lazy to see her one eye, turn head, "two, can see clearly?"

Jingzhao Fu Yin and his commanding officer are so crazy that they wish they hadn't been here. The young master of the Jiang family has had incest with the young lady of the Jiang family. This, this, this

They couldn't speak.

Wind Che holds Xia Xi and goes out.

"Ah Che..."

Jiang Wan suddenly got up and reached out to her, her white arm showing.

Jing Zhao Fu Yin and the commander turned around in a hurry and turned their back to her. Jing Zhao Fu Yin yelled, "come on."

Let's go in.

"Dress Miss Jiang and take her back!"

With that, he hurried to the door. The commander's action was faster. Two strode to the door, and one darted out. The speed was so fast that he only saw the figure in front of him. The commander was already outside.

"Acher, acher!"

Where is Jiang Wan willing to submit, hiding the soldiers' touch, shouting, but more exposed.

Feng Cheng felt disgusted. He came back and stood in the hospital. He vomited, vomited, and burst into tears. His beautiful brother, Shan chunjunlang, fell in love with such a slut and lost his life. It's not worth it!

……

Feng an drives the carriage to come over, the wind Che embraces her to go up, carefully embraces her in the bosom, "walk!"

"I'm really OK!"

Xia Xi comforts her.

The wind Che buries in her neck, has not spoken for a long time.

When Feng an called for the gate of the city, the soldiers who were guarding the city were almost stunned. They saw that the Lord Zhan entered the city in the dark, but they didn't know when he left the city.

Shivering legs, shaking hands, just opened the city gate, Feng an drove the carriage fast in, and went back to the war palace nonstop.

The soldiers who opened the door looked at each other. Just as they were about to close the gate, they saw the torch in the distance and stopped, "is it not the command that made them come back? We'll close it later to save effort."

"So it is."

Another soldier nodded, suddenly thought of something, suddenly stare big eyes.

"What's the matter?"

The soldier shook his voice, "do you feel that Zhan, the carriage in which Prince Zhan is sitting is familiar?"

"Why? The carriage of Prince Zhan's mansion.... "

Speaking of this, he also stopped and stared to the extreme. "It's the one that goes out at one hour or one hour."

The other nodded.

Dong!

The soldier's legs softened and he fell to the ground. "It's over, it's over, we're done!"

They are tired of asking for the silver of the war lord.

……

The carriage stopped in front of the prince's mansion. The gate of the prince's mansion was opened. Fubo led a group of servants to wait in front of the mansion. Fengche came down with Xia Xi in his arms and quickly stepped forward, "Lord."

"Bring all the medicine in the storeroom."

"Yes

"Fauber, wait a minute!"

Fubo just saw Xia Xi's red and swollen face. He was distressed, "princess, you..."

"It's no big deal after a few slaps. Go and have someone boil some eggs."

"I'll give you orders."

Feng Che takes her in. Fu Bo calls for him to wake up the cook. He stops Feng an and asks uneasily, "Feng guard, is Princess really OK?"

"It should be OK."

Fubo couldn't be more anxious. "What should I do? Is there anything wrong?"

"After we went, the princess was covered in the coffin, and the prince came back after he took the people out. I don't know if there's anything wrong."

"What?"

Fubo raised his voice and glared, "the princess is covered in the coffin. How hateful! They must not be spared lightly. "

Feng Che has been holding Xia Xi back to the room they live in these days, put her gently on the bed, hands want to touch her face, and afraid to hurt her, hoarse voice, full of deep regret, "Xi'er, I shouldn't let you go."