The deep meaning in Ye Shiqi's glance back made Feng Sujin unable to help crying on the spot.
In the smoke, Feng Sujin's eyes turned red with bloodlust, and she blamed herself and suffered in her heart.
When she came, she had thought about not letting anything happen to any of them, but she didn't expect that one of them would still die.
She could actually save him.
But Ye Shiqi knew that the young lady was injured, and he could not let the young lady be surrounded again because of him.
And he couldn't be caught, and their whereabouts couldn't be exposed.
Because by killing these people this time, they will deliberately leave some clues about Guoyong Junhou Lihen, so that the relationship between Wang Jiajun and Guoyong Junhou Lihen will be broken, and the Jun family will be in trouble. Return one game.
So he would rather sacrifice himself without hesitation. After all, he is the Shadow Guard of the Dark Pavilion. Without him, there would be others.
But there is only one young lady, and Mr. Jun cannot lose her.
Feng Sujin almost knelt down on the spot, her heart was hurting, and she bit her lower lip with her teeth, which made her bleed because she was trying to control her emotions.
Others in the dark pavilion were also in pain, but they knew that now, at the moment of the explosion and filled with smoke, it was the best time to leave.
Feng Sujin was pulled away by everyone.
After returning home, Feng Sujin simply treated the wound. Thinking of the moment when Ye Shiqi finally turned around, she felt really painful but also blamed herself.
She kept saying I'm sorry in her heart.
Early the next morning, Jun Zhengqi quickly learned from the Junjia News Network that several generals and more than a dozen soldiers in Green Camp were killed last night. His expression changed and he quickly called Feng Sujin over.
Jun Zhengqi looked at Feng Sujin's expression and roughly understood something, "Sujin, you have done a good job, but you must protect yourself no matter what you do."
"Father, Ye Shiqi is dead."
Jun Zhengqi sighed and said: "My child, think clearly about everything. Sometimes in the battles between political powers, there are sacrifices. If Ye Shiqi does not sacrifice, more people may die."
Jun Zhengqi felt more and more that this child was courageous and elegant, and was the most suitable for Jun Mohan.
Feng Sujin chatted with Jun Zhengqi for a while and then returned to the house.
This morning, the Dongfu tribe envoy was preparing to leave the imperial capital and go back.
Before he went back, in front of reporters, he told the imperial official who received him: "Mrs. Jun saved our king by chance. Our king wants to express his gratitude. He must repay the kindness of saving his life. I asked Mrs. Jun What is needed? Madam Jun said she didn’t ask for anything. She cared about the people in the disaster-stricken areas in the southwest and couldn’t sleep at night. If our king wanted to express his gratitude, she said it would be better to help rescue the people in the southwest... So these supplies are all from Mr. Jun. Madam is kind-hearted and used it to rescue the southwest..."
The messenger kept emphasizing that these were the materials used by Mrs. Jun of the Jun family to rescue the southwest.
People in the empire were watching the news in front of the television.
After all, this is news about the meeting between the Empire and the border tribes, and it has a relatively good meaning, so the reporter will interview it on the spot and broadcast it during the Empire News in the morning.
Who would have thought that at the end, the messenger would say these words.
Those supplies were much more than Nalan Xiang'er's.
For a moment, everyone in the empire was in an uproar.
"Jun Mohan has a wife?"
"Master Jun, Mrs. Jun, ah, this woman is a real angel. She saved the king of the Dongfu tribe, but she didn't want anything. She only asked for supplies from the southwest. This is great love."