Congratulations on opening the coffin

Chapter 242
Longquan Mountain,
I just experienced an earthquake and mountain shaking, mud and rocks rolled down, and there was a mess everywhere, hiding danger.

"My lord, why don't you go back to the palace first, in case there is another earthquake or the volcano wakes up, it's too dangerous for you to be here."

On a high ground, the view is wide, the cool breeze blows slowly in the morning, the blue clothes are elegant, and the Qinghua is like jade.

Jiang Yuanjin stood at the back, watching the person in front of him remain silent, but there was a sense of dignity flowing out of him.

He suggested respectfully, with real worry and anxiety in his eyes.

Last night, they were waiting for King Jing's news in the living room, but they didn't want to be drugged by Yi Yeqing, and took his brother and Miss Qiao away.

He wanted to send the whole city to look for it immediately, but Mr. Jun stopped him, thinking that Yiyeqing should have brought him into Diling, and then they hurried to Longquan Mountain.

But I didn't expect that the crisis in this mountain was ups and downs, and the outside of the mountain was not peaceful at all. Not long ago, there was a strong earthquake, and even the mountain pass began to faintly emit black smoke.

Seeing someone standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the tunnel entrance in front of him, but ignoring him, Jiang Yuanjin had no choice but to say again: "My lord..."

The other party turned his back on him and raised his hand to stop him: "That's enough, the seventh brother and the others are in deep danger in the tomb, how can I stay in the palace and wait with peace of mind? I want to confirm their safety as soon as possible."

Jiang Yuanjin opened his mouth, wanting to ask if he was worried about King Jing or that Miss Qiao, but in the end he couldn't say such outrageous words, so he could only wait quietly behind her, silently.

I don't know how long it took, there was a faint movement from behind the mountain, yelling, shouting "Damn it".

Young Master Jun took the lead to pull the rein in the guard's hand, got on the horse, and rushed towards the sound. Jiang Yuanjin laughed bitterly, so he had to keep up: "Young Master, slow down, it may not be King Jing and the others."

"Beware of danger!"

The mausoleum collapsed, and the mountain above might sag at any time. He is clearly the champion of the new discipline, how did he become a nanny who takes care of others?
Several horses galloped through the forest, and suddenly, a person emerged from the weeds beside him: "Hey, it's Mr. Jun and Young Master Jiang!"

"Call-"

A group of people reined in the reins, stopped, and looked at the person in surprise. What was even more surprising was that she carried one on each of her slender shoulders. The corners of Jiang Yuanjin's mouth twitched violently: "You..."

But she looked disapproving, tilted her head, and raised her chin: "There are two more behind, remember to tie them with thicker hemp rope."

Jiang Yuanjin watched the guard go to kidnap someone, then turned his gaze back to Shen Ruo: "Did you catch Yiye Qing back?"

"Hmm." She replied casually.

When the guard came back with someone, Jiang Yuanjin almost couldn't control his expression: "Two two two..."

"Second you are tall, stop talking nonsense, and go back to the palace first." Shen Ruo looked disgusted.

The corner of Jiang Yuanjin's mouth twitched again, wanting to say why you didn't just leave him in Diling, what should you do with this hot potato now?

He turned to look at Mr. Jun: "Look at this..."

The young man in blue didn't even look at it, he drove his horse to Shen Ruo, and stretched out his hand: "Go back."

Shen Ruo threw Xiao Chen on his left shoulder onto the back of his horse, and then led a horse, and got on the horse neatly, while the unconscious Jiang Yunya put it in front of her, and pulled the rein: "Okay, let's go!"

"..."

After rushing all the way back to the Huainan Prince's Mansion, just as she stopped her horse, a large group of people rushed out of the mansion.

"Miss Joe, are you okay?"

"I just said that she is very lucky, and she will be fine."

"Miss Qiao, my lord..."

A group of people huddled in front of her horse, chattering non-stop, and the scene was in chaos.

Suddenly, behind the crowded crowd, came a man in Chinese clothes. He looked quite young and handsome, but he shouted, "What's wrong with my son? Are you injured?"

Sitting on the horse, Shen Ruo could easily see the face of the person who came. His facial features were somewhat similar to Jiang Yunya's, but he was not as cold and unkind as him. He looked like a standard rich and idle person.

She immediately guessed the identity of the person who came, and said calmly: "Don't worry, the person is not dead, but his hand is broken."

The handsome uncle, who was well maintained and could barely see a wrinkle in the corner of his eyes, passed out on the spot with his hand covering his forehead, and was so frightened that Huarong hurriedly caught him: "My lord! My lord! Are you okay!"

She glared at Shen Ruo again, "What nonsense are you talking about, the little prince is fine, don't curse him!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, it's just that I sewed his hands together again."

She picked up Jiang Yunya's right sleeve, and there was a wound sutured with black thread on the flawless white jade wrist. This black and white was shocking.

The old Huainan king who had just woken up from Qingxue's needles rolled his eyes again and passed out.

Seeing this, Shen Ruo frowned. Although she was good-looking, she was too useless. It was completely subverted from the character set she had imagined before. She thought he would be a black-bellied and tough scumbag, but it turned out to be a Is there an empty bag with appearance?

Fortunately, after the chaos, the group finally had to go back to the mansion and sent the unconscious Jiang Yunya back to his bedroom.

Originally, Jiang Yuanjin wanted to send Yiye Qing to prison, but Shen Ruo was really afraid of his ability to escape, so he had to watch him with his own eyes to be at ease, so he took him along with him.

"Except for the wound on the wrist, the little prince has slight tears on both shoulders, but it's not a big problem, just take a good rest." Qingxue reported to the old Huainan king who was sitting by the bed after the diagnosis.

The old prince wiped the wet tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with distressed face: "My son has been hurt like this, how can you say that the problem is not serious? My son has been well-behaved since he was a child, and he never played mischievously. There is no injury at all, but today I suffered such a serious injury, as a father, my heart is bleeding."

Shen Ruo was listening, curling her lips: "I heard from people in the house that the old concubine died in childbirth that year. Your lord, you are 'broken with grief'. You left the little lord who was still in his infancy, and wandered around to relax."

"Afterwards, he brought a whole family of concubines, concubines, concubines, and concubines to the capital, leaving the young prince alone in Huainan City, but the father's responsibilities have not been fulfilled for a day, so why cry here? Besides, the young prince is not dead yet. .”

"Who are you?"

The beautiful prince stared at a pair of affectionate eyes, looking furious, "Is it your turn to talk here?"

Qingxue hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over: "My lord, this is..."

"I see, you are the maid hired by my son, right? How did you protect the master? You came back safe and sound even though the master suffered such a serious injury?"

The King of Huainan glared at Shen Ruo viciously, gritted his teeth, and said, "Come here! Drag this daring maid who has neglected her duties and committed crimes, and cut it off!"

(End of this chapter)