Night 17 turn round that one eye, the deep meaning in the eye, let the wind vegetable Jin cannot help but shed tears on the spot.

In the smoke, Feng Sujin's eyes are bloodthirsty and red. She blames herself for the pain in her heart.

When she came, she thought, don't let any of them have an accident, but she didn't expect that there was still a sacrifice.

She could have saved him.

But night 17 actually knew that the young lady was injured, he cannot let the young lady fall into the encirclement again because of himself.

And he can't be caught. Their whereabouts can't be exposed.

Because if these people are killed this time, they will deliberately leave some clues, leaving clues about the separation of Guoyong Prince and marquis. In this way, the relationship between wangjiajun and Guoyong Prince and marquis will be broken, and the marquis will pull back.

So he would rather sacrifice himself without hesitation. Anyway, he is the shadow guard of dark Pavilion. Without him, there are others.

But there is only one young lady. You can't lose her.

Feng Sujin almost knelt down on the spot, her heart was aching, her teeth were biting the lower lip, because she was controlling her emotions, and she was biting blood.

Other people in the dark Pavilion also suffer, but they know that the moment of explosion and smoke are the best time to leave.

Feng Sujin is pulled back by everyone.

Until after going back, Feng Sujin simply treated the wound, thinking of the last moment when she looked back at night, she was really hurt but also blamed herself.

She has been reading Sorry in her heart.

In the morning of the next day, Jun Zhengqi quickly learned from the news network of Jun's family that several generals and more than ten soldiers were killed in the green field camp last night. When his face changed, he quickly called Feng Sujin to go there.

Jun Zhengqi looked at the look of Feng Sujin, and probably understood what, "Sujin, you do well, but you should protect yourself no matter what you do."

"Father, he died on the seventeenth night."

Jun Zhengqi sighed and said: "my child, I want to understand everything. Sometimes, the struggle between the regimes needs sacrifice. If I don't sacrifice at night, there will be more people who may sacrifice."

Jun Zhengqi more and more think that this child has courage and style, is the most suitable for Jun Mohan.

Feng Sujin and Jun Zhengqi talk for a while, then go back to the house.

This morning, the envoys of Dongfu tribe were ready to leave the imperial capital and go back.

Before he went back, he told the officials who received him from the Empire: "before, Mrs. Jun Shao had the chance to save our king. Our king wanted to express his gratitude. The grace of saving our life should be well rewarded. She asked what Mrs. Jun Shao needed. Mrs. Jun Shao said she didn't ask for. She was interested in the people in the southwest disaster area. She couldn't sleep at night. If our king wanted to thank you In other words, she might as well help people in the southwest So these materials are all good-natured, used to rescue the southwest... "

The emissary continued to emphasize that these are the materials used by Mrs. Jun Shao of Jun's family to rescue the southwest.

People in the Empire are watching the news on TV.

After all, this is the news of the meeting between the Empire and the border tribes, which has a better meaning, so the reporters will interview on the spot and broadcast it in the morning.

At the end of the day, people's envoys came up with these words.

Those materials, however, are much more than those of Nalan xianger.

For a while, everyone in the Empire was in a uproar.

"Jun Mohan has a wife?"

"Junshao, junshao's wife, ah, this woman is the real angel. She saved the king of Dongfu tribe, but she didn't want anything. She just asked for the materials in the southwest. This is great love."