The general's wife is pretending to be weak again

Xu Yuzhou and King Jin finally found an opportunity and were about to turn around and leave.

As long as they save one life, they will surely make a comeback!
As soon as the two turned around, they saw a tall man in official uniform standing behind them at some point, but they didn't notice it at all.

When they saw the man's cold and resolute face carved out of ice, their hearts suddenly turned cold.

The person who was cultivated by King Jin himself, and the person he tried to destroy with his own hands, stood in front of him.

"You're not dead." King Jin was in a complicated mood, and what he regretted the most was that he underestimated Li Zhao.

Li Zhao glanced calmly at the dark palm under King Jin's sleeve, presumably King Jin's right hand was already numb and unable to use his strength, such a King Jin would not be a danger.

Li Zhao turned to look at Xu Yuzhou. He clenched his fists and wanted to fight Xu Yuzhou with his bare hands.

"My lord, let's go." After Xu Yuzhou finished speaking, he walked towards Li Zhao with a sharp sword in his hand.

Li Zhao tugged at the collar, took off the official uniform that was in the way, revealing the dark black suit that was close to his body, and he only greeted him with his fists.

King Jin didn't care about other things, let alone whether Xu Yuzhou would fall into Li Zhao's hands, he just wanted to save his own life.

King Jin took a step back and tried to escape in another way.

He didn't take a few steps, Qian Yuan rushed out and blocked his way.

"My lord, be obedient and let him be captured." Qian Yuan said.

"Although I can't use my right hand, I can still teach you a lesson with my left hand!" King Jin said coldly.

"Oh? Then the prince will try it." Qian Yuan did not give King Jin a chance to repent, and already waved his fist towards King Jin's cheek.

This Prince Jin looks handsome and looks like a gentleman, but he almost killed Li Zhao, and Qian Yuan has to teach King Jin a lesson before he can vent his anger.

When King Jin and Qian Yuan faced each other, he realized that the toxin had spread from his right hand to other places. The right half of his body was numb and he couldn't exert any strength.

After only a few strokes, he accidentally fell to the ground because of his numb right hand and right foot.

Qian Yuan hadn't enjoyed it yet, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, and punched King Jin in the mouth, making King Jin speechless in pain.

Qian Yuan took the opportunity to punch King Jin a few more times, all at places that were painful but not life-threatening, in order to vent his anger on his general.

Xu Yuzhou and Li Zhao fought a few moves, and Li Zhao's fists were so fierce that even his sharp sword was no match for him.

After all, Li Zhao has experienced many battles, and Xu Yuzhou has already fallen behind.

From the corner of Xu Yuzhou's eyes, he saw King Jin lying on the ground, being beaten by others. When he was distracted, Li Zhao snatched the sharp sword from his hand.

Xu Yuzhou, who had lost his sharp sword, was completely powerless in front of Li Zhao.

Xu Yuzhou's hands were hanging by his sides, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Just now, when Li Zhao fought against Li Zhao, Li Zhao's internal strength shocked him so much that his mouth was sour.

Li Zhao took the sword and threw it to his subordinates.

He looked at Xu Yuzhou coldly, and said: "Master Xu is loyal to King Jin. When King Jin ran away, I don't know if he was thinking about Master Xu."

Li Zhao was murdered by the King of Jin, and Xu Yuzhou was very much like him who had been loyal to the King of Jin.

Li Zhao had a rare patience and talked to Xu Yuzhou a little bit more.

Xu Yuzhou pursed his lips tightly, his face was usually cold, but the slight frown between his brows revealed the loss in his heart.

Although it was he who said on his own initiative to let King Jin go first, King Jin didn't hesitate, and the appearance of never looking back was really hurtful.

King Jin knew clearly in his heart that the only way to stay was to die.

Xu Yuzhou whispered: "Go and save her."

Xu Yuzhou's thoughtless words made Li Zhao frowned rarely.

He had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Who?"

"Miss Mu." Xu Yuzhou said.

He prefers to call that person Miss Mu than Mrs. Li.

Li Zhao's heart skipped a beat. He who was always calm and resolute, and everything was under control, showed a rare flustered expression.

"Where is she!" Li Zhao asked viciously without restraining his hostility.

Before Xu Yuzhou could reply, the Empress Dowager dragged Xiaosheng out of the bedroom, and Qian Yuan also brought people to clean up the mess.

Seeing more and more people, Li Zhao threw away Xu Yuzhou, kicked his feet hard, and disappeared into the crowd.

The oil lamp in the dungeon went out at some point. Sitting in the darkness, Mu Qingyu felt that the days seemed like years, and every quarter of an hour was very long.

Being in the darkness, all the subtle movements around are magnified countless times.

The movement of the poisonous insect crawling over was like a thunder ringing in her ears, which could make her jump.

The only thing she could do was to lean against the wall and hug herself tightly.

After an unknown period of time, there was a little light from the top of the head.

Mu Qingyu opened his eyes and looked over, could it be that King Jin is going to deal with him?She moved into the corner as lightly as possible.

Rubbing her hand beside her, she seemed to have touched something like a broken brick, and she held it tightly in her hand.

She heard footsteps, someone coming down from above.

Although the top door was open and a lot of light came in, most of the dungeon was still dark.

Except for candles, it can never be illuminated by outside light.

Mu Qingyu's breathing was already very soft, but in the terrifyingly quiet dungeon, her breathing was exceptionally clear.

Mu Qingyu knew that her whereabouts had been exposed, and the sound of footsteps came exactly in her direction.

She pricked up her ears, and heard that the chain hanging on the cell door was thrown aside, and the man walked into the cell, not a few steps away from her.

She gripped the brick tightly in her hand.

The man walked up to her step by step, and after a sound of cloth rubbing against each other, the man seemed to squat down in front of her.

Mu Qingyu felt the sound of that person's breathing on her cheeks, right now!

She grabbed the brick and stabbed at the man fiercely.

She didn't know the opponent's position, so she could only guess and stab the opponent's neck fiercely.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist.

"it's me!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Mu Qingyu was stunned. The brick in her hand slipped and fell to the ground, and her tears flowed down her cheeks.

She bit her lip in grievance, endured and endured, tears still flowed down like pearls with broken strings.

"Why did you come here?" Her tone was resentful and aggrieved, and there was also a little attachment that she didn't realize, Li Zhao's heart softened completely.

Li Zhao held Mu Qingyu in his arms, and patted her on the shoulder carefully like a rare treasure. He comforted her with the gentlest voice in his life: "It's my fault, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Mu Qingyu whimpered, his body softened, and he fell into Li Zhao's arms.

Li Zhao's body temperature dispelled the chill in the dungeon.

Mu Qingyu rested her head on Li Zhao's generous chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

When Li Zhao came, there was nothing to scare her.