Wen Jin closed her bulging belly, and her hair was already blown up. She felt a creepy coldness rising from the soles of her feet. This was a natural sense of crisis, which made her whole chest squeezed and she was almost breathless.

Jiang Huaizhou heard the footsteps behind him anxiously, but he was walking in the opposite direction. He stopped, turned around, stared at Wen Jin's back, "Jin'er, what's wrong with you? Grandma is there, her leg broke, waiting for you to save her."

Wen Jin heard Jiang Huaizhou, who was catching a cold and his throat was uncomfortable, and he felt his hair standing up. He lifted up his skirt, ran away, and rushed to a place with many pedestrians on the tree-lined avenue outside, "Is there anyone? Help!"

Jiang Huaizhou took a few steps tightly, making his light skills fall in front of Wen Jin, and forced her to stop, "You are quite alert. You are worthy of being the daughter of the Prime Minister's House. There is still a sense of alertness to guard against bad people."

"Who are you?" Wen Jin stepped back step by step, "You are not Jiang Huaizhou."

"Jiang Huaizhou" slowly approached Wen Jin, kicking Wen Jin hard on the belly with his toes, kicking Wen Jin to the ground.

"Um..." Wen Jin held her lower abdomen and curled up. The child in her belly moved for a few times. She was so painful that she couldn't make a sound, "My child, Changlin...my child..."

"I am you. Your handwriting is very well written. We have a team that imitates you, but you write so well, and it is very difficult for us to imitate. Therefore, the boss killed many people and forced us to make progress. If the handwriting is not like you, it will be killed. My brother was stabbed by the boss from the top of his head because of a radical imitation. Miss Wen."

"Are you betrayed the secret work of the Lord's Shang?" Wen Jin's lower abdomen was kicked, and the pain was so painful that it was so intense that it fell violently. Blood flowed out of her lower body. She covered her abdomen in a mess on the ground and stepped back with her face extremely frightened, "You are you who blame me, borrowed my handwriting, and betrayed the Lord's Shang?"

"That's right." 'Jiang Huaizhou' sneered evilly, "But the Lord thinks that you are the one who betrays him. Only when you die can we be safe."

"You?" Wen Jin retreated to a big tree and had no way out. "Who are you referring to? Are you the Regent? Or are you another master behind you?"

"You don't have to worry." "Jiang Huaizhou" pulled out his long sword, held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and approached Wen Jin. "You are dead, and you will be done with a careful work. The Lord will never be able to find out who our lord is!"

"Don't come here!" Wen Jin's face was lost. Before she could think carefully, she grabbed a handful of dry leaves and floating soil in the forest and sprinkled it on the killer.

"Fuck!" The killer did not expect that Wen Jin was not scared to be silly in this situation and could still react. He regarded Wen Jin as a weak woman with no power, so he looked down on her in his heart, so he was blinded by her eyes without any defense.

Wen Jin took advantage of the time when he rubbed his eyes, and suddenly pulled a jade pendant from his waist, then turned his body and moved backwards, and more blood flowed out of his lower body.

"Jiang Huaizhou" also rubbed the sand in his eyes, then held the sword and forced Wen Jin to a dead end, then cursed and kicked Wen Jin's belly with a fierce and evil spirit.

"Ah..." Wen Jin curled up in severe pain and couldn't help but beg: "Don't kill me. I can give you the money. How much do you want? I have 100,000 taels, I will give it to you. Let my child live."

"I don't need money. I need to silence me. My master wants me to kill you. If I can't complete the mission, I will die. It's better for me to die! You must be this scapegoat. Our lord's plan cannot be destroyed!" As he said, he raised his sword and stabbed Wen Jin's neck.

Wen Jin suddenly closed his eyes, but the imagined pain did not come. He heard a puff sound, and a powerful weapon penetrated the flesh.

The killer in front of Wen Jin screamed and fell to the ground.

Wen Jin opened his eyes, and the killer's heart was pierced by a bloody hole by a long sword, and his body suddenly fell down. As he fell to the ground, Wen Jin saw that the man in a dragon robe was not far behind him, his eyes were full of reluctance.

How could Fu Jingheng, who cherishes his life the most, come out of the palace without changing into his regular clothes without changing into a dragon robe?

Today is the fifth day of November, isn’t he engaged to Miss Duanmu?

Didn’t we say that we will never meet each other for the rest of our life?

Wen Jin thought about various reunion scenes, or whether she met him by chance at the Imperial College with Changlin, or passed by at the theater on the street of Huangmen Street. She didn't expect that her lower body would be bleeding, and he was holding the baby bracelet in his hand.

Fu Jingheng stood there, holding the baby's bracelet. He planned to give it to Wen Jin as soon as he saw Wen Jin, but when he saw a large piece of blood on her skirt, his heart was mostly cold. He strode to Wen Jin like crazy and called out softly: "Wen... You have lost a lot, and you have suffered a lot in the past half month."

Wen Jin smiled at him miserably, "Fu, I wish you a happy engagement... I haven't had time to buy Yu Ruyi yet... It's not that I was stingy, but that it was caught off guard when it came."

Fu Jingheng gently closed her hair, "I'm here, here. God is punishing me."

Wen Jin did not feel safe because of this sentence. She slowly stretched out her hand and handed the assassin's jade pendant.

"He said they had a team that imitated my writing, imitated my handwriting, and betrayed your secret to my adoptive father. You won't believe me, right? You still think I am in the same group as them. I exposed them, they want to get rid of me, right..." The more you said, the more you lost it.

Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin, whose dress was stained with blood. He could hardly speak. Wen Jin was so thin that she couldn't win, and her little face was sunken. After being expelled from the house, she suffered a lot. She was injured and raised her baby, opened a shop alone, investigated her mother's case alone, and curled up in the small bed in the boudoir at night, fearing the darkness.

He was so heartbroken that he was about to die. He held Wen Jin's body in his arms and took the jade pendant over, "I have received the prescription you stole for me in danger. Jin... You have made great contributions to saving the people in danger. You are patriotic and respecting the tutor. It's me... I have wronged you."

"Thank you, lord, for believing that Wen Jin is not a meticulous work." Wen Jin leaned weakly in Fu Jingheng's arms, "My stomach hurts so much. He kicked me twice. I was bleeding. I want to see the doctor. I can't lose my child. All my strength is because I have him."

Qingliu tore off Jiang Huaizhou's human skin mask from the cheeks of the dead bodies on the ground, and another cheek with scar appeared. He took off his pants and saw that it was a eunuch.

At this time, the five secret guards responsible for protecting Wen Jin also arrived. Seeing the situation of Master Jin, they couldn't help but kneel down. Their negligence!

Fu Jingheng tied Wen Jin to his arms, which must be God's punishment for his unjust avenge of his true love. In this scene, he saw the girl he had vowed to protect his life. He knew... he had completely lost her heart.

"The child will not be in trouble!...I will not let him get into trouble!"

Wen Jin closed his eyes, like a ceramic doll that had lost his soul, quietly stopped talking.

"Catch out the person behind this assassin for me." Fu Jingheng threw the jade pendant to Qingliu. Is it Fu Chang, the king of the Southern Vatican?

Qingliu asked for instructions: "Did the person behind the scenes be cleaned up?"

Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "Cleaning the followers is not relieved. I want to cut the weeds and roots. If God wants to destroy them, he must first make them crazy. He dispatched Wuying to pretend to be the eunuch and put it back to the enemy's nest. When he released the news, I believe that Wen Jin was doing it in detail and did not catch any clues. Let them have a carnival!"

"Yes, Master!" Wuying is the shadow substitute of Master. Master's anger was ignited and he was dispatched to replace him. It can be seen that he was extremely concerned about this matter, and his cold eyes were filled with destruction and revenge.

Fu Jingheng also said: "The five secret guards I have arranged to approach and protect Wen Jin. These five people are neglecting their duties and behead them all!"

Five secret guards acknowledged the punishment.

Lao Mo bowed and said, "Yes, Master."

Fu Jingheng's sleeve was gently pulled. He lowered his head and saw Wen Jin frowning his eyebrows tightly, and said softly: "It's me that I didn't protect myself. It's me that he was not Brother Jiang at the first time. I didn't expect that he was so bad that the bad guys were so bad. Those five secret guards, perhaps, were dispersed by the crowd that ended the theater. Don't hurt their lives."

"You are not at fault. What is wrong is my team. I have been asking me to remove your military commander Liu Yingfu, the leader of the Military Command, and I believe it. I need to talk to him." Fu Jingheng immediately took the man back to Long Yan, gently placed it on the bed, and sat beside her, hugging her. If he did not reject the military commander but killed Jin'er seriously, and learned that there was someone else in detail, how would he face her soul?

Zhang Yuan was sentenced to come over to check his veins through his clothes, and his face was very serious.

Grandma sent Xiaolan to ask several times and asked if Master Jin had returned. Fu Jingheng was worried that the old man would become sick when he learned that Mama Jin was injured and said, "Go and tell Grandma, I will reunite with Mama Jin today. Take Mama Jin to see her tomorrow."

Xiaolan went back and replied. Grandma stewed chicken soup and asked Xiaolan to bring it to Wenjin for food.

Fu Jingheng placed a pillow behind Wen Jin, and sentenced her to see her pulse in Zhang Yuan. Then he walked out of the door, suppressed his anger, and said to Lao Mo coldly: "Behead those five secret guards, and the whole family was punished and sent to Yuanjiang."

Lao Mo nodded: "Yes, the slave asked someone to do it."

Fu Jingheng returned to the bedroom and hugged Wen Jin in his arms again. His palms were covered in cold sweat. He looked at Zhang Yuan's judgment, "The diagnosis is there, let's talk."

"Your Majesty. The assassin kicked the vital points and killed him." Zhang Yuanzong suddenly knelt on the ground. "The child can only say that he should try to protect him. I am 40% sure he can protect him. But even if he keeps him, the child may have physical disabilities, poor development of arms and legs, or congenital heart disease, and may die prematurely after birth."
Chapter completed!