Cifengque

Chapter 25
The Lord's words were so good, the guards immediately went to chase him back, yes, that's right, chase him back.

The person who was waiting for the official to make the decision, saw that the situation was not good, and ran away early, but how could he be as fast as a guard with strong martial arts skills?

Seeing the guard blowing past like the wind, Jun Ci clicked his tongue lightly.

She sat down back to her original position, kicked a severed arm to the side, picked up the chopsticks and found a drop of blood, and as soon as she let go, she grabbed the chopsticks that Ying Wuchen had just used.

Ying Wuchen's eyes were sharp and his hand was quick to hold it down. Junci made a clever move, and Ying Wuchen's hand was shaken away, and the chopsticks fell into Junci's hand. She wiped it on her arm, and then picked up the bowl.

As for the broken limbs and the bloodstains, she gnawed blood-stained dry food in the pile of bones.

She doesn't care about the chopsticks that have been used by others. During the march, it is common for everyone to drink from a water bag in turn.

Picking up the bowl, she started to gobble it up, in stark contrast to Ying Wuchen.

Ying Wuchen's food intake was less than one-twelfth of hers, but it took more than twice as long as hers.

Seeing her pick up the chopsticks, the wind began to sweep away, as if everything left on the table was swept away by her in the blink of an eye.

Ying Wuchen stared closely at the chopsticks that she put down with a snap, his eyes could not discern emotion.

Jun Ci finished his meal and had a full meal, only to see Ying Wuchen with a cold face, his eyes fell on the pair of chopsticks: "You use it first, I use it later, I don't mind it, you Xiongxiongerlang , why are you so fussy?"

As soon as Qingji raised his eyes, he met her, Ying Wuchen pursed his lips, he didn't say much after all, but when he got up, the clothes made a slight sound, showing his anger.

A dignified and elegant son of a family, he walks and lies silently, and his every move should be as pleasing to the eye as flowing clouds and flowing water.

For some reason, Jun Ci felt inexplicably happy when he got angry with the noble son who was as elegant as jade.

At this time, Ying Wuchen's bodyguards had already chased him back, and Jun Cixie was angry, and grabbed Ying Wuchen's hand through the wide sleeve robe: "Don't be upset, don't be upset, I'll take you to the university right now." The Prime Minister's Mansion seeks justice."

Ying Wuchen tried hard to break free, but Junci's arm was welded to his wrist like iron, so he had to be dragged away by force. What's worse, Junci's pace was so fast that he had to step up his pace to keep up.

The two of them were only halfway there when they met Zhou Cheng who had brought a few guards and they stopped on the street.

"I heard that someone in the prime minister's residence offended Mrs. Jun, so I came to see who is so short-sighted." Zhou Chenglue glanced over at Junci and grabbed Ying Wuchen's hand, and followed his gaze on Ying Wuchen's face, His eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhou Chenglue is also a suave, handsome and stalwart young gentleman. There are many handsome men in the capital, but Ying Wuchen's demeanor undoubtedly shocked him a little. If you see the blue sky through clouds and mists.

In the past, it was just an exaggeration.In this world, how can any man be so charming?

Today is an eye-opener, the Ying Wuchen in front of him is not only unique, but also has a kind of majesty that he dare not offend?

Thoughts flashed across his mind, Zhou Cheng slightly sneered, even he couldn't feel awe towards His Majesty.

"Fourth Young Master, Fourth Young Master, help me!" The person who was being carried by Ying Wuchen's guard pleaded.

Only then did Zhou Chenglue look away, seeing the crying man, he was a little embarrassed: "Who are you?"

"Fourth son, I am Aunt Du's younger brother..."

"Oh." Zhou Cheng slightly nodded, without giving him a chance to continue, his eyes turned cold, and he gave his guard a wink. Seeing the guard approaching, he turned his head and said goodbye to the king, "The evil slave at home, disturb the king. Miss, I will give Miss Jun an explanation."

Junci looked at Ying Wuchen, who looked down at her tugging on his sleeve robe, and only when Junci let go with a smile did he give his guard a slight nod.

The person was handed over to Zhou Chenglue's guards, but before he rushed over, Zhou Chenglue's guards received Zhou Chenglue's hint, raised a sword, and a stream of blood spattered out.

Junci and Ying Wuchen's guards immediately reached out to pull Ying Wuchen away, but Junci was one step too fast, and blood splattered on the place where they retreated.

Zhou Chenglue put on a smile: "Evil slaves are ignorant, just kill them, it's not worth the time and effort of a gentleman."

"Zi Yi." Ying Wuchen spit out two words coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his bodyguard flashed, Zhou Chenglue quickly dodged, Zhou Chenglue's guard only had time to raise the sword in his hand, before the sword move was made, his forehead followed his nose to his chin. There was a bloodstain.

The bloodstains became bigger and bigger, and finally the person fell down.

"You!" Zhou Chenglue saw the tragic death of the guard, and then saw Ziyi put the sword back into the scabbard, and suddenly turned around and glared at Wuchen.

Ying Wuchen's expression was indifferent, his person was as cold as ice, his quiet eyes had no ripples, and he calmly looked back at Zhou Chenglue: "Do it for me..."

After a pause, he moved gracefully, and when he brushed past Zhou Cheng, he didn't stop, leaving only three cold words: "You are not worthy."

Junci raised his eyebrows and looked at the steady steps, and he returned to Ying Wuchen who walked away calmly as if every step had been measured.

He has elegant sleeves, no jade hairpin today, a slender headband inlaid with jade buttons to tie his hair, the black hair blowing in the wind, the headband is fluttering, the whole person seems to be walking away on the clouds.

Glancing at Zhou Chenglue, who had a livid face, he remembered that on the grassland that day, he had assassinated His Majesty in a frenzied way and was exposed, and how arrogant and confident he was to say that they dared not kill him after being subdued by her.

Walking sideways in the capital for too long, Mr. Zhou probably doesn't know what it feels like to be ignored.

Junci was in a good mood, and he felt glorious from what Ying Wuchen saw. Just as he was about to take a step, he saw Zhou Chenglue staring at Ying Wuchen's distant figure with gloomy eyes. That is the Ninth Prince of Ying's Langzhu."

After finishing speaking, Jun Ci widened his smile, and walked away humming a little song from Beyond the Great Wall with his hands behind his back.

She walked fast, and soon caught up with Ying Wuchen, turned into the alley, and was facing the gate of the General's Mansion. When there was no one around, Ying Wuchen stopped, and she had long lost the condescension and indifference towards Zhou Chenglue.

But the look in her eyes is not friendly.

"Auntie of the Jun family..." A clean and clear voice called her softly.

Junci's slender eyebrows were raised high: "Brother Ying, what advice do you have?"

Under the sun, Ying Wuchen smiled at Junci, that smile was like melting ice and snow, like spring returning to the earth, it was shockingly beautiful, against the light, with a gentle smile, he walked towards her step by step.

It's a pity that the beauty trick didn't work for her. Seeing that he was about to post it, Jun Ci stretched out his hand and pushed her away.

Who would have thought that Ying Wuchen would fall down with just a slight push from her. At this moment, the door of the mansion opened, and she, Aye, was standing at the gate, staring into her eyes, a storm was brewing.

No, Aye, is it too late for me to quibble?

　The male protagonist is a crazy critic, he has multiple faces and can switch freely hahahahaha!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)