The sound of the sword being inserted into the ground caught Ye Wanwan's attention. She looked up and saw that across the huge pit was Yan Chen, who was covered in dust and dust.
The gunpowder just landed in front of Yan Chen. Even though he was a highly skilled martial artist, he couldn't dodge it and was blown away.
There was a huge fire pit between the two of them, but the other's figure was clearly reflected in their eyes.
All alive, none dead.
Ye Wanwan's tears instantly blurred her eyes. She couldn't see Yan Chen clearly, so she wiped them away with all her strength, but the more she wiped away, the more she wiped.
Yan Chen Yaoyao looked at Ye Wanwan, her dark blue eyes scorching with the firelight. She was originally holding her sword on the ground, but after she stood firm, she let go and strode towards Ye Wanwan.
The pit in front of him was still burning, but as if he couldn't see it, he strode directly from the flames, eager and excited. However, as he got closer, he controlled his emotions and slowed down his pace.
Ye Wanwan was still slumped on the ground, looking up at him, her face covered with tears, and the teardrops seemed to hit his heart.
It was his incompetence that made his noble concubine cry so sadly.
He knelt down on one knee in front of Ye Wanwan, stretched out his hand to take her hand, but it was wet. He looked down and saw her pricked palm, and subconsciously took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently for her.
His movements were very gentle, but his hands were shaking slightly and couldn't stop shaking. Just wiping her small wound looked very laborious, which showed that he was not at peace in his heart.
After wiping it clean and wrapping the wound with a handkerchief, he looked up at her.
"Sorry for letting him escape." He wiped his hands and raised his hands to gently wipe away the tears on her face. The hot tears burned his skin, even hotter than the flames: "Don't cry, next time slave
His head must be taken."
Ye Wanwan burst into tears. What does this fool have to do with Zhao Qin at this time? She is worried about him.
His whole body was covered in dust, his clothes were in tatters and he had suffered numerous injuries, and there were numerous large and small wounds on his face, especially a long gash on his cheek that was dripping with blood.
Does he not know the pain?
"Yan Chen..."
Yan Chen suddenly hugged her into his arms, completely ignoring his injuries. The force was so strong that it seemed like he wanted to fuse her into his own flesh and blood.
Just now, just a little bit, they were separated from each other.
"Ye Wanwan..."
It was just three words, but he gritted his teeth, as if he had used all his strength to shout it out.
This was the first time he called her name. He didn't say anything, but it seemed that he had said everything.
Ye Wanwan hugged him back, but she never imagined that her hands would be sticky and blood when she touched them: "Your back is injured, let me take a look."
"It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."
Yan Chen spoke so calmly, but Ye Wanwan didn't believe him. He was always like this, as if he didn't feel pain, and his expression remained unchanged no matter how badly he was injured.
She struggled to get off the ground, but Yan Chen hugged her tighter, reached out to touch Ye Wanwan's hair, took the mask handed over by the guard next to him, and put it on his face.
From now on, he is ‘Yan Wu’.
She glanced at Ye Wanwan through the mask, then slowly picked him up and left.
The mess in this place needs to be cleaned up by someone.
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What Ye Wanwan originally wanted was to wait for Zhao Qin to force Zhao Yi to be crowned king, kill him when he appeared in front of others, and behead the miracle doctor Qin Ming, so as to retain his status as the marquis of Zhenguo.
But in this world, plans cannot keep up with changes. How could Zhao Qin not think of what they could think of?
Only by controlling the variables can his plan be foolproof.
A fire broke out, and he wanted to force Yan Chen out, but he just gave them a chance.
It's just that he was so conceited that he came over in person when he learned that Ye Wanwan was here.
No, he should know very well that Yan Chen values Ye Wanwan more than his own life and will never let Ye Wanwan be caught by him. Wherever Ye Wanwan is, he will be there.
It's just a trick, he is here to kill Yan Chen.
It's a pity that no matter how cunning the fox is, he can't hide from the hunter's bow and arrow.
However, Zhao Qin was no ordinary fox. Not only was he cunning, but he also had huge power, so he was allowed to escape in the end.
However, he was hit by three arrows and was seriously injured. If he survived with all his body recovered, that would be really unbelievable.
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The flames of Zhenguohou's mansion were soaring into the sky, and there was a violent explosion. It was impossible for people around him to not hear it. However, Zhenguohou's people surrounded the mansion and did not give anyone a chance to spy, so no one would know.
What's going on inside.
This matter naturally spread to the palace, but at this time, Zhao Yi really was not in the mood to care about the affairs of the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion. He was being tortured by poison, and he had to work hard to deal with Zhao Qin.
Zhao Qin will be crowned king tomorrow, how could he be willing to accept this threat and humiliation? Therefore, he has set up a dragnet. As long as Zhao Qin appears tomorrow, he will never let him walk out of the palace alive.
Nothing else matters to him now, only tomorrow, and there is no room for error.
However, he didn't know that it was impossible for Zhao Qin to appear, and it was unknown whether he could survive.
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Yan Chen himself was injured, and he was also scratched by an arrow when fighting Zhao Qin. In order to protect Ye Wanwan, he could not let himself be injured again. He never thought that Yin Feng would directly use gunpowder, and he was seriously injured in the end.
There were countless injuries all over his body, including several scars on his back, stones embedded in his flesh, and deep cuts on the side of his face caused by stone flakes.
Both Mu Feng and Mu Yu were seriously injured, so Ye Wanwan took over the task of applying medicine.
Although he wanted to get close to Ye Wanwan, Yan Chen didn't really want her to give him medicine and didn't want her to see this, but he couldn't resist Ye Wanwan and had no choice but to let her go.
Ye Wanwan applied the medicine on his back, and he was still in the mood to tease: "Madam, this slave's face is really injured this time. If there is a scar, will Madam dislike it?"
Ye Wanwan glared at the back of his head angrily, but her hand was still gentle: "I have good medicine there, but if you want to leave a scar, there is no way."
"I am a very picky person, and I will not look down on imperfect products that don't look good."
After saying that, she looked at his bloody wounds and the old and new scars on his body. Ye Wanwan thought of her own body. The whip wounds all over her body were scarred. They were not as terrible as Yan Chen.
I couldn't stand it, there wasn't much intact skin on Yan Chen's body.
Touched it gently: "Don't get hurt in the future, okay?"
He was a military commander, fighting and fighting, and fighting openly and secretly under power. It was impossible not to get hurt, and no one wanted to get hurt. She knew it, but she couldn't help but feel the pain in her heart.
Yan Chen held her hand and kissed her gently: "Okay, I will listen to you."
Ye Wanwan lowered her head and continued to apply the medicine. Although she was a delicate young lady, a proud and domineering concubine, she didn't just know how to wait for others. If she was careful, she could also take care of others.
But so far, Yan Chen is the first person who can take care of her personally.