"Why don't I go for a walk."

The speaker was tall and tall, wearing half a black mask that covered the bridge of his nose and most of his face, but judging from his exposed appearance, he was very handsome.

This is the patron saint of Dajing, Yin Ziheng, who was thought dead by Xuanyuan Mingzhao and others, but escaped death and had his appearance ruined.

Xuanyuan Mingzhao looked at him with cold eyes:

"Are you willing to let go of those three children?"

Yin Ziheng's breath hitched.

Except for the first of the three children, the other two were not in very good health. He wished he could stay with them all twelve hours.

But... to him, Sikong Qingying is equally important, as important as his child.

"Brother Six, it's better for me to go."

Xuanyuan Mingfeng was not wearing a mask at this time, and his face was more delicate and beautiful than a woman's, with a look of eagerness:

"The last time we met, because we were not due until March, that damn Lu Zicong couldn't let me have a good chat with Ms. Gu."

"You?" The wrinkles between Xuanyuan Mingzhao's eyebrows did not relax.

"I'm afraid he is still angry with you. How can you bring him back? In fact...General Yin is the best candidate, but..."

He raised his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Mingfeng and Yin Ziheng.

He said firmly: "I want to try it myself."

"Uh... Brother Six, what will we do in the capital if you leave? A country cannot live without a king for a day. What should we do in the morning?"

Xuanyuan Mingzhao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and revealed a cold smile: "Xiao Qi, this is not the first time you have pretended to be me. After I leave, you will have to worry about the affairs of the court."

"No! Sixth brother, you can't do this... I don't want it..."

Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Mingzhao has made up his mind, and Xuanyuan Mingfeng's protests and rejections cannot sway him.

In his opinion, it was his decision to conceal Xuanyuan Mingfeng's affairs, and it was his fault.

Therefore, he wanted to pick up Sikong Qingying in person, apologize to Sikong Qingying, and pick up Sikong Qingying.

However, he didn't expect that he would miss the point and run in vain. By the time he found the place, Sikong Qingying had disappeared out of thin air.

Once it disappeared, it lasted two years.

……………………

After driving for three consecutive days, Sikong Qingying felt that the tender skin on the inside of her thighs was going to be worn away by the horse's back, and it was burning.

Her physique was not very good, it had reached its limit, and she almost vomited even while sitting on a horse.

Unable to bear it, she could only ask Lu Jiu:

"Master Lu, how long will it take for us to reach Miaohua Mountain?"

Is there any woman in the world who would call her husband Mr. xx?

The distance that Sikong Qingying deliberately opened made Lu Jiu feel a little sad.

"At this rate, we should be able to arrive in two days."

"Two days... it's not very far away. Why don't we find a place to rest today?"

Lu Jiu saw Sikong Qingying's condition in his eyes, and naturally knew the real reason why Sikong Qingying said this.

He agreed immediately: "Okay."

He has endless tolerance for Sikong Qingying.

Either because Sikong Qingying is the person he cares about, or because he feels guilty for breaking up Sikong Qingying and his uncle.

He just wanted to be nicer to Sikong Qingying, and even nicer.

Because they decided to take a rest, they stopped when they arrived at the nearest town in the afternoon.

"Boss, two upper rooms."

Lu Jiu remembered what Sikong Qingying said that day, and the two slept in separate rooms.

Lu Jiu's self-knowledge made Sikong Qingying very satisfied.

Sitting on a horse for a long time made her inner thighs very painful, and her walking posture was quite strange.

After being led to the room by the waiter, Lu Jiu ordered hot water for him and considerately placed the trauma medicine on the table:

"You can wipe it yourself later... I'm right outside the door. If you need anything, just call me."

Ever since the two got married, what Lu Jiu said the most was this sentence.

Sikong Qingying looked at the medicine on the table, then at Lu Jiu's back, sat down at the table, slowly frowned, and sighed.

This is really a weird cycle.

She loves Lu Zicong, but Lu Zicong doesn't love her. Instead, he pays more attention to family ties and treats Lu Jiu well, but Lu Jiu still loves her.

Now she obviously has such a bad attitude towards Lu Jiu, but Lu Jiu is still so kind to her.

The good ones make him feel burdened, the good ones make him feel increasingly guilty.

Sometimes, he wonders, what should he do?

Fortunately, it was just a momentary thought. After he woke up, he immediately thought of the fact that he would leave Lu Jiu after Lu Jiu took revenge.

Since he would have to leave sooner or later, why should he worry about the future?

Lu Jiuai can do whatever he likes, and he...just try to be as clear as possible.

but……

When she finally left, could she really feel guilty?

Can you... forget Lu Zicong, forget Lu Jiu, and forget everything that happened during this period?

God! She was really not sure. If she had known better, would she have let Lu Zicong directly cause her to lose her memory? Thinking of this self-deprecatingly, Sikong Qingying sighed and shook her head.

Now, it’s better not to think about those troublesome things and let everything take its course...

Night fell quietly, Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu lived next to each other and both had already fallen asleep.

However, even though the person was sleeping on the bed, he was tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep.

Sikong Qingying opened her round eyes in the darkness, always feeling that she was more energetic now than during the day.

Suddenly, a soft sound came into his ears.

Sikong Qingying was suddenly startled, sat up from the bed, and looked straight at the door.

Against the background of the moonlight, a cold sword light flashed through his eyes.

Sikong Qingying's breath was suffocated, and she slowly got out of bed with her clothes on.

She quietly approached the door and hid behind it. She saw a thin blade inserted along the crack of the door. The blade was slowly pulling the door bolt. The door bolt that locked the door was shaking. The door,

It's about to be opened.

Sikong Qingying looked at the cold sword light, his scalp was troubled, and the blood in his body seemed to have solidified.

She was obviously scared to death and her legs were trembling, but she didn't call out. She bit her lip, went to the side holding a round stool, and waited behind the door.

finally.

With a bang, the door bolt fell to the ground, and two masked men in black jumped in with knives.

Sikong Qingying's body moved faster than his consciousness. He took the round stool in his hand and smashed it on the head of one of the approaching men in black.

"ah……"

The man in black wailed and his body fell limply.

But the other one immediately took a knife and slashed at Sikong Qingying. Sikong Qingying's hands and feet became weak, and he managed to escape.

Her strength just now was so strong that she smashed the bench and knocked the other party unconscious. When did she have such strength?

At this time, there is no room for distraction.

As soon as she dodged one sword attack, another one struck her.

Moreover, immediately, seven or eight people rushed in, and Sikong Qingying was surrounded.

"Who are you...? We don't know each other and have never had any grudges. Why do you want to kill me?"

At some point, Sikong Qingying hugged another bench as a weapon to stop the swords that were attacking her.

At this time, Lu Jiu was also entangled by more than a dozen masters.

When he heard what was going on at Sikong Qingying's side, he was so anxious that he no longer wanted to fight with those people.

At that time, the long sword that he always carried behind his back was revealed. With a cold look on his face, he held the long sword out of its sheath, turned over in the air, and killed all the people around him with one blow. Seven people were killed.

Eight heads, stained with blood, rolled down.

In front of Lu Jiu, the killer, these men in black are not worth mentioning at all.

Lu Jiu was not willing to fight. After killing those people, he immediately rushed to Sikong Qingying's room.
To be continued...