After leaving the palace silently, Jiuqing snapped his fingers in the dark, and the shadow hidden somewhere outside the palace flashed out quickly. He took Ye Jin, who was in a coma from Jiuqing. "Ye Jin has a carriage, Wu Ji is guarding there, and put him on the carriage and sent him back to the palace."

Yingyi responded softly, without saying anything thankful, and his respectful attitude said it all.

Watching the carriage heading towards the royal palace, Jiuqing said lightly: "Xuan San."

As the words were finished, the man in green appeared in front of him and knelt silently on one knee.

"The emperor was injured by me. You can use some means to find Ye Jin's mother's urn." Jiuqing ordered lightly, "Before finding the urn, let him rest in bed for a while - in a sober way."

"Yes." Xuan San bowed and responded, remained silent for a moment, and whispered: "Master is a little anxious tonight. If someone notices it, he will be exposed."

impatient?

Jiuqing looked at him without hesitation, "I know my affairs in my heart."

"…Yes." Xuan San lowered his head, "The subordinate has surpassed him."

Jiuqing didn't say anything anymore, and walked forward. The black figure quickly melted into the hazy night and disappeared without a trace.

Xuan San looked up and looked in the direction where there was only a darkness in front of him, a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes.

Standing up, he turned around and entered the palace gate.

The guards on duty at the palace gate seemed to be in a deep sleep, and knew nothing about what was happening inside and outside the palace gate. They stood straight, but their eyes were staring in a certain direction without any focus, allowing Xuan San to come and go without any reaction.

Back at King Jin's Mansion, Jiuqing went directly to Zhaochen Palace.

The unconscious Ye Jin was placed on the bed. Wu Ji and Ying Yi stood by silently and anxiously. Jiu Qing walked in through the screen and saw that both of them were pale.

Frowning, she said lightly: "Ye Jin is still a seven-foot man at least, and she is just suffering from some flesh and blood. As for you?"

When the shadow guard heard this, his face changed slightly, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

"If it were only once or twice, of course we wouldn't have been like this." Wu Ji said, his eyes fixed on Ye Jin's white robe stained with blood, and his face became paler as paper. "But for seven years, what kind of life did the master live? When will he be..."

"This is the last time." Jiuqing's voice was light, and there was no unnecessary expression on her face, but the firmness in her tone was unquestionable, "No one can hurt him again in the future."

Jiuqing said, walked aside and took out his medicine box, took out the scissors and a piece of snow-white soft veil.

Hearing the meaning of Wuji in her words, he looked at Jiuqing in disbelief and hopelessly, "Miss Jiuqing is serious? But the emperor... how could the emperor let his master go?"

Jiuqing didn't say anything, so he wet the gauze with wine, and carefully wiped Ye Jin's white clothes that were stuck to the blood on his back, and then cut the white robe with thin scissors until it fell to his waist.

The blood marks on the fair back could clearly see the cruelty and coldness of the person who started the attack, and Jiuqing's eyes were slightly dark.

In less than a month, she has seen such a scene twice. The first time she can be indifferent, and this time...

But I can no longer be able to keep my heart as calm as water.

"Wuji, Yingyi." Jiuqing turned his head and looked at the two of them, "Remember, General Yu, sent Ye Jin back to the palace tonight."
Chapter completed!