There are turbulent undercurrents in the Duke of Qin's mansion in the capital.
At this moment, Shazhou.
It can be seen that Jiang Qizheng wrote a bloody letter with flying fingers in the interior that was decorated as much as possible but still hard to conceal the roughness!
Ling Zui watched with fear: "Princess, whose blood is not blood? You have bitten your finger several times... Or should I go outside to get some blood? Otherwise, your face looks like this... "
"Okay!" Ling Zui originally thought that he needed to persuade her for a while. After all, this princess, who always gave people a weak and quiet impression, was full of murderous aura at the moment, and she really didn't seem like someone who could listen to her words. Unexpectedly, he nodded as soon as he mentioned Jiang Qizheng, which made Ling Zui stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.
He went out to inform Han Jishan's subordinates, who soon brought in a large basin of steaming blood, and promised that if he continued to ask for it, just ask - anyway, Han Jishan's subordinates suddenly launched a move two days ago, killing Jiang Yayue and Jiang Yaqing in one fell swoop. Human hands control. Except for a few important people who must be kept alive, the others will be killed as soon as possible.
Not to mention that Princess Chunfu only needs to write a blood letter, she can copy several volumes of books without any problem!
"By the way, why are you writing this?" Han Jishan's subordinates were responsible for catching up and protecting Ou Qinglan when she fled, while Ling Zui stayed to guard Jiang Qizheng. However, Jiang Qizheng has been writing blood letters since she was rescued - meaning, she I have written several blood letters, but I kept revising and rewriting them because I was not satisfied with them.
Ling Zui read several copies, but the contents were all the same. They were just telling him that his group had been tricked by the eldest and third bedrooms of the Jiang family. He felt that there was no way to survive, so he wrote a blood letter to be sent away. This was not only to entrust his youngest son, but also to hope. I can take revenge in the future!
So Ling Zui felt a headache: "Aren't you... still alive?" Just go and file a complaint! Why go through such hardship? Don't you want to live anymore? This is not good. The Jiang family is famous for being unreasonable. If Jiang Qizheng really commits suicide, it would be strange not to be angered when he is so close!
"Young Master Marquis doesn't have much contact with my family, but you should know that my grandfather loves my uncle very much, right?" Jiang Qizheng kept pointing, showing a sad smile, "If I really die this time, my grandfather will also die. It may not happen, not to mention that I am alive and it is just a false alarm!"
Ling Zui frowned and said, "I really don't know much about your family's affairs... To be honest, I'm only concerned about one thing right now: Will this matter be framed to Chunjun? That boy named Kuang was determined to beat him to death. !”
"That's why I want to write this blood letter!" Jiang Qizheng's eyes were cold. "Fortunately, two or three of my dowry guards are still alive. When I draw up this blood letter, I will ask them to take it with them and take a shortcut to Beijing as soon as possible. Jiang, give it to my parents!”
"Then let the General of Zhenbei and the general's wife interrogate Jiang Tianao and Jiang Tianqi?" Ling Zui's eyes lit up, "In this way, no matter how much Kuang Qingwu slanders Chunjun, it won't work? After all, everyone knows his enmity with Chunjun! "
Jiang Qizheng nodded and said resolutely: "That's right! My grandfather didn't attach much importance to his granddaughter, and he was partial to the big family. If he knew that we were safe, he would definitely choose to settle the matter, and even pass the responsibility to Qiu Jinglan and transfer him back to the capital. ! The only thing I can do to protect Qiu Jinglan is to expose the matter to my parents and ask them to come forward to put pressure!"
Ling Zui breathed a sigh of relief. This princess was not just indifferent, but she was willing to think about her friends. That couldn't be better!
As soon as he relaxed, he habitually began to show affection and pity: "But why did Your Highness write a letter in blood? You are the beloved daughter of General Zhenbei. As long as you have your belongings, a letter from home is enough to make the general believe it, right? Especially if you really do He bit his own finger to draw blood..."
He hurriedly looked for medicine and a clean handkerchief everywhere - but Jiang Qizheng looked down at her bloody fingers and refused quietly. In her innocent eyes that were once ignorant of suffering, there was a ruthless look in her eyes that had gone through hardships. : "How can the weight of a letter from home be compared to a blood letter? How can a blood letter written with other people's blood be compared to a blood letter written with my own blood?! Just a few minor injuries can make my parents stay with me. It is easier for my grandfather to occupy the rightful position during disputes, and it also makes the two houses that my grandfather wants to protect more ruthless... So there is no need to wrap up these wounds. We will be reunited in the government palace one day. I am going to use these hands to bear witness to my two good uncles. How cruel and cruel!”
Ling Zui was speechless for a moment while holding the wound medicine he had just turned over. After a moment, he said: "I'm afraid it will leave scars as time goes by. That would be such a pity!"
Jiang Qizheng smiled calmly: "Young Lord Marquis is so kind!" However, she still refused to treat the wound and was not afraid of leaving marks on her fingers.
"The internal fighting in the Jiang family has really pissed off the princess!" Ling Zui tried to persuade her several times but she refused to listen. He had no choice but to put the things back and thought to himself, "What I have seen since I was a child." There are no women who are not afraid of leaving scars! This is often more difficult than killing them, especially since their hands need to be stretched out to be seen from time to time, and it is difficult to cover them up... Princess Chunfu's hands were slender and graceful before, but now they are so charming. But he is afraid that no trace will be left - he is determined to fight with the first and third rooms to the end! "
Thinking of this, Ling Zui's heart sank again -
"Although Han Jishan's surprise attack was sudden, some people still dispersed to send intelligence messages to Jiang Yayue and Jiang Ya... Not to mention that there were people chasing Ah Xing when she escaped... I don't know how Miss Ou is doing now. Don't let anything happen to her, Uncle Jing's family is not easy to mess with! That family has lived in a wealthy family for so many years, but they still have banditry habits, and they can't survive!"
... When Ling Zui was worried, Ou Qinglan was using her last strength to thrust the dagger into the throat of a pursuer!
In the early stages of her escape, she still had the time to be grateful to her father - if not for Uncle Jing's careful teachings and the equally harsh climate in her hometown of Northern Xinjiang, she would never have been able to escape even if she had the knowledge and supplies!
But soon she was no longer in the mood to think too much.
The place she escaped from was Kuang Qingwu's stronghold. The pursuers were of course familiar with the terrain and climate. Moreover, no matter how strict Jing Bo was on Ou Qinglan's military training, the strict standards for Miss Qianjin and the strict standards for elite divisions were already inseparable. It can't be the same!
After all, no one thought that with her status, she would one day be chased by elite border troops alone!
Fortunately, those who were chasing her were the elites of the Zhenbei Army. As the daughter of a senior general of the Zhenbei Army, Ou Qinglan was unable to confront these people head-on, but she had a good understanding of their methods.
Otherwise, no matter how strong she was, she would have been caught long ago!
"But it's over here!" Ou Qinglan thought tiredly, "The mount was killed, food and water were cut off, and I can't even tell the direction... I really can't hold on any longer!"
The dagger was stuck in the enemy's throat, and warm blood splashed all over her face, but Ou Qinglan didn't even have the strength to pull out the dagger!
"I'm not willing to give in... I'm so unwilling to give in!" Ou Qinglan struggled to hold the handle of the dagger and murmured with difficulty, "How far is it from Shazhou City? Qizheng, Ling Zui... Jiang Yadan... Father... Mother... And... … he… "
Overwhelming fatigue surged in, and every moment of wakefulness seemed like eternal torture - Ou Qinglan's consciousness felt like tens of millions of years had passed, or like a snap of her fingers, she slowly and persistently pulled out the dagger, feeling that she The fire of life is like a candle in the wind, it can be extinguished at any time.
She didn’t know how long it took, but she was suddenly awakened by the shaking ground!
"Catching up again!?"
Ou Qinglan's bloodshot eyes flashed with a fierce light like a she-wolf, and she suddenly pulled out the dagger that was completely buried in the enemy's throat, "Let's see if I can kill another one!!!"
Only a short while later, after the rushing team stopped not far away from her, a voice surprised her: "Ou...Miss Ou?!"
Ou Qinglan looked up in disbelief. When Qiu Jinglan took off the hood that protected her from the wind and snow, revealing her longing face, Ou Qinglan felt as if time had stopped!
Not only was she surprised, Qiu Jinglan was also shocked at the moment! He threw the reins to his entourage, quickly rolled off the saddle, and took off the water bladder on the saddle as he walked over, "Drink some water first... Why is the lady here?" Damn it! Is there something wrong with Han Jishan's arrangement
"Gudu, Gudu..." The oil was almost exhausted. Even if Qiu Jinglan was close at hand, Ou Qinglan could not care about her manners at this moment. She drank heavily from his hand, until Qiu Jinglan took away the water bag and reminded her in a deep voice. : "Miss Ou is not in good condition now, so you should not drink too much water!"
He also asked someone to make some dry food - just the order was given, but Ou Qinglan grabbed his sleeve with her weak hands, shook her head and said: "Qizheng and Ling Zui are still there, especially Qizheng, she..."
After listening to Ou Qinglan's description, Qiu Jinglan's face suddenly turned ugly - according to his agreement with Han Jishan, Ou Qinglan was not allowed to go to Shazhou alone for help! I also don’t think that although Ou Qinglan’s identity is not as noble as Jiang Qizheng’s, and she is good at riding and shooting, she is still just a spoiled young lady. If something goes wrong on the way, not to mention being killed by the pursuers, she will fall down in the cold in this snowy day. How should I explain to the Ou family later? !
Qiu Jinglan doesn't plan to marry the Ou family, but she doesn't plan to provoke the Ou family either!
"Han Jishan, you old man!" He was furious in his heart, "You changed your plan without authorization... Do you want to trick me!?"
Qiu Jinglan suppressed her anger, comforted Ou Qinglan, left a team of soldiers to take care of and escort her, and then stood up: "The military situation is urgent! Please forgive me for your negligence, Miss Ou!"
Watching his back disappear, Ou Qinglan bit her lip and climbed onto the mount that the soldier had given up. She felt both disappointed and indescribably sweet in her heart: "He actually recognized me at a glance?"
After walking like this in a daze for a while, I finally remembered and asked, "Shall we go to Shazhou?"
"No!" The soldiers escorting her looked at each other. The captain covered his eyes with deep meaning and said respectfully, "Miss Ou's attack this time has a lot to do with some people in Shazhou City! Therefore, for the sake of Miss Ou's safety, I Wait, we will escort the young lady to... the temporary residence of Young Master Jiang Ba!"