The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: Yunranyue returns to Beijing, in distress on the way

Gu Zhijin frowned, her face suddenly turned a little dark, which seemed to be a sign of illness, she still calmly said: "Since I know that I am a maid, I will correct your position in the future and do my duty as a maid." Things."

Long Xia clenched her palms, lowered her eyes to cover her resentment, and swallowed her anger: "Your servant will remember."

After a while, the young master will accept her as his concubine. She will bear it for a while, and then she will become the young master's concubine, and she will be the first to make this sick man look good.

Naturally, Gu Zhijin couldn't see Long Xia's vicious intentions, and didn't want to talk too much with her, so she let Fudong help her back to the inner room.

After Gu Zhijin left, Long Xia got up tremblingly from the ground. After kneeling for a while, her knees were already sore and numb. She secretly gave Gu Zhijin and Fudong a look of hatred, and went back to her room to rest exhausted.

Her body was already sore after practicing with Gu Yin in the afternoon, but now she was kneeling on the ground again, her body was about to fall apart.

When he reached the inner room, Gu Zhijin couldn't hold on anymore, and spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was so pale that no trace of blood could be seen.

Fudong hurriedly supported her precarious body and sat down, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, "Miss, are you feeling unwell again?"

"No problem," Gu Zhijin breathed lightly, drank hot tea, took a little breath, and the pain in her heart subsided slightly.

When she punished Long Xia just now, she kept supporting herself, and when she threw out the empty teacup, she had exhausted all her strength.

This body is getting weaker and weaker.

Fu Dong was worried: "Miss, did Long Xia do something wrong today to offend you?"

Her young lady has a mild temper, but she has never been so angry before, and she doesn't know where Long Xia angered her.

However, she felt that the young lady had taught Long Xia a lesson, and if she didn't give her some flair, she would really be riding on their young lady's head.

The crime suffered today is that Long Xia committed the crime herself and cannot live without blaming others.

Gu Zhijin didn't answer her question, but said: "In the future, when Long Xia goes out to work in the yard, pay more attention to her."

Fudong nodded seriously: "Miss, don't worry, this servant will take good care of her."

Although Fudong is honest, he is not stupid. The meaning of what Miss said is that she wants her to monitor Longxia.

I can't help but wonder in my heart, could it be that Long Xia really did something wrong to Miss?
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After a few days of calm and calm, on this day, the sky was dark, dark clouds covered the sun, and there were faint signs of rain.

There are still three days before Gu Zhijin gets married, and the wedding dress has already been made, and the embroiderer from Jinxiu Workshop personally sent it over for Gu Zhijin to try on to see if it fits well, and if there is anything that needs to be modified.

The embroiderer of Jinxiufang is very good at embroidery, and the wedding dress is naturally no problem.

The wedding dress is ready, and three days later, they are waiting for Gu Zhijin to get married.

Nan Zhuohua has been depressed for the past few days and has been waiting for Yun Ranyue to come back. She is afraid that before Yun Ranyue comes back, Gu Zhijin will have to marry Xie Wenze.

Perhaps Nan Zhuohua's longing and longing had been answered, and Yun Ranyue had already returned from Xirong on this day.

Accompanying Yun Ranyue all the way is Jing Moyan.

In the middle of the night, the carriage of the two drove to the junction of Xirong and Dajin, which was only a hundred miles away from Dajin.

The night was dark, the smoke and clouds were light, and the first spring rain of spring began to fall.

The cold air was condensed, and the air on the deserted road was thin.

The carriage drove to a forest, and the atmosphere around it became darker and colder, the birds were silent, and the sound of the two carriages rolling over the soil was particularly loud.

Jing Moyan's carriage is driven by Zhiwen.

Qing Yu was driving Yun Ranyue's carriage, and sitting beside him was a man who kept knocking sunflower seeds. He looked as delicate as a woman, and there was an irresistible romantic look between his eyebrows and eyes.

This is also Yun Ranyue's guard, named Ling Po.

The melon seeds in Ling Po's hand crackled, and on the secluded road, beside the ears of Qing Yu, who was driving a carriage, there was only the sound of him cracking melon seeds, except for the sound of wind and rain.

Suddenly, Ling Po's sound of knocking melon seeds stopped, and he raised his eyes slightly, looking at the gloomy woods around him.

The wind was blowing in my ears, and the shadows of the surrounding trees were swaying. Qing Yu's face suddenly became solemn, and she squeezed the rein tightly with her hands.

Suddenly.

A sharp arrow pierced through the cold wind and drizzle, carrying fierceness, and came through the air.

The direction of the arrow pointed directly at Yun Ranyue's carriage.

Qing Yu yanked the reins tightly, the carriage came to a sudden stop, and Jing Moyan's carriage stopped behind him.

The arrow was approaching, but the people on the carriage took it indifferently, only a few inches away from the carriage, Ling Po concentrated his palms and caught the arrow with his bare hands.

He sneered: "How dare you play a sneak attack with my master."

The arrow twirled between his fingers, and the arrow changed direction. He threw it with his bare hands, and a corpse suddenly fell from the tree in front of him, with the arrow sticking out of his chest.

It was still raining intermittently.

Afterwards, the branches swayed, and the rainwater on them fell in a rustle. Hundreds of men in black approached the carriage with their knives in hand, coming menacingly and murderously.

The soil on the ground mixed with rainwater, and they trampled out a piece of mud.

Qing Yu drew out his sword, was vigilant, and said solemnly: "Master, be careful, there are people blocking the way."

"Ah."

In the carriage, Yun Ranyue's voice was indifferent, as if it didn't matter.

In an instant, hundreds of men in black killed and surrounded Yun Ranyue's carriage. It seemed that the only target was Yun Ranyue.

All of a sudden, there were enemies from all directions and besieged on all sides.

Jing Moyan's carriage stopped behind them, Zhiwen held the hilt of his sword, and waited for it with a serious expression: "My lord, there are assassins blocking the way outside, but," he paused, frowning, "It seems that the other party's target is the Master of the State Teacher .”

In the carriage, Jing Moyan's gentle voice was not alarmed, and he told Zhiwen, "Wait and see."

The men in black around them had cold eyebrows and hollow eyes, they were all dead soldiers.

Ling Po looked around at the men in black, and teased with a smile: "Who sent you to die, tell me now, I can give you a good time in a while."

The leader snorted coldly: "Big words!" He raised his hand and gave an order: "Do it! Shoot or kill."

Hundreds of men in black brandished their knives, and they directly attacked Yun Ranyue's carriage.

Sure enough, their goal was only Yun Ranyue.

Qing Yu and Ling Po used their moves to subdue the enemy, with fierce strikes and strict guards, the man in black couldn't even touch the carriage.

In an instant, there was a bloody wind, and the stumps were splashed.

Rainwater and blood mixed on the ground, forming a bloody ravine.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader shouted: "Back!"

The few remaining men in black retreated, and the leader shouted into the depths of the forest: "Archers, shoot!"

Immediately, the arrows and rainwater were thrown together with such ferocity that even Jing Moyan's carriage behind him couldn't avoid it.

Zhiwen blocked the flying arrows in front of the carriage, his prince was weak and couldn't use his internal strength for a long time.

Arrows flew one after another, all targeting Yunran's carriage, Qing Yu and Ling Po gradually became outnumbered.

(End of this chapter)