---I have a suspicion in my heart, but I am not sure!---
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As the Yin hour approached, there was a commotion in the city.
A detachment of 3,000 elite troops encircled and suppressed the capital, completely besieging it. Every hiding place inside and outside the city was searched, and every place searched was left under strict guard.
Although there were three thousand elite soldiers, under Su Shajue's orders, they could hardly move without making a sound, which shows how outstanding the skills of the three thousand elite soldiers of Prince Su's palace were.
"Uh--" A handsome black horse galloped from the general's palace. Wan Yanche, who was dressed in black and elegant clothes, had a solemn face and eagle eyes. He was closely searching for the dozens of elite soldiers in the general uniforms of Prince Su's palace in front of him.
Feeling confused.
He rode all the way from just now. If he hadn't been a general, he might have been detained as a suspicious person by them.
Wanyanche's eagle eyes flashed with an inquisitive light, what exactly happened?
The people of Prince Su's Mansion went to such great lengths to search the capital, and almost every detail of the search was meticulous.
After thinking about this, Wanyan Che shouted at the soldiers passing by.
When the elite soldiers of Prince Su's palace saw General Wanyanche, they immediately cupped their fists and saluted: "I have seen the general!"
"What happened in the city? Why are elite soldiers from Prince Su's Mansion guarding everything, but enemy troops sneaked in?" Wanyan Che asked with a serious face.
"General Qi, it is not the enemy who has infiltrated, but the 'Yu Fengxuan' under the Su Prince's Mansion. At three moments in the ugly hour, the 'Iron Fan Wuming' sneaked in and assassinated one person. After being shot by the prince, he fled in the city. His subordinates have ordered people to
The city gates were tightly closed and people were searched intensively.
The prince ordered his subordinates to hold the iron fan Wuming in front of him at Chen time. I hope that if the general finds anyone suspicious, please let me know and wait, so as not to hurt the people in the city and disturb the holy master!" A general clasped his fists and was organized.
Reported back to Wanyan Che clearly.
"The iron fan has no name?" Wanyan Che's handsome face turned pale instantly, and he said, he hurt someone! An unknown premonition made Wanyan Che change his usual calmness, and asked boldly: "Do you know who the injured person is?"
The cold voice was obviously trembling, Wanyanche's hand holding the reins was clenched into a fist, and his heart sank.
"General Qi, one person is injured. He is the tea master of 'Yu Fengxuan'. At this time, he has been brought back to the palace for treatment by the prince. The injury is just a vital part. The situation is not optimistic!"
As soon as the general finished his report, he suddenly heard a horse neighing, and Wanyan Che rode his horse away towards Prince Su's Mansion.
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Lay Jun Ziyan flat, cover the lower part of the wound, and carefully bandage Jun Ziyan's wound with sudden movements.
A complete piece of snow gauze was cut into strands by the silver scissors in Su Sha Jue's hand. After applying the medicine, Prince Su stretched the cut snow gauze around her chest and tied it tightly. Finally, she cut the branches and tied them.
Well, every movement is taken care of, neatly and calmly.
After the wound was properly treated, Su Shajue stretched out his sleeves to wipe away the sweat on his face. Seeing that Jun Ziyan's vomiting was as smooth as sleeping, Jun Zhu couldn't help but feel a hint of relief on his face.
He lowered his eyes and saw that his chest was covered with a large blood stain. The strong smell of blood made Su Sha Jue's fear linger. His eyes flashed darkly, and he grasped the blood stain on his chest and clenched it into a fist. He swore that he would let it go.
Those who say things that hurt a gentleman will not be able to live in peace.
Untying his belt, Su Shajue frowned and took off his brocade robe, revealing a plain white robe. Under the cold light of the night pearl, his long figure looked even more elegant and elegant.
He walked to the jade stand and immersed his face in the water. Su Shajue washed away the blood stains that had just been spattered on his face. He wiped his face and raised his eyes, looking at the large black ink blood stains on the curtain that Jun Ziyan had spit out just now.
The fishy stench makes one feel nauseous.
Su Shajue frowned. He originally wanted to call the maid in to change Jun Ziyan's clothes and change the silk mattress curtain, but when he thought of her wounds, he immediately hesitated.
After thinking about it, Su Shajue picked up the silk clothes on the table and sat on the bed again. His face was stiff and he said quietly: "Zi Yan, the situation forced me to offend Sha Jue."
Gently, he wrapped Jun Ziyan tightly in the silk quilt and helped him up. Su Sha no longer hesitated, closed his eyes tightly, and stiffly put on her clothes.
While putting it on, Su Sha's extremely warm hand suddenly touched a touch of softness and roundness, his movements froze, and the peerless handsome face with deep-set eyes turned red in embarrassment.
In an instant, Su Shajue felt a surge of air in his Dantian, and his whole body immediately became as tight as iron, making him gasp suddenly. His hands immediately distanced themselves from the softness just now, and after adjusting the urgent breath,
, then continued to dress her.
Within half a cup of tea, Su Shajue felt as if he had fought an enemy for the first time and had fought hundreds of moves. His whole body felt extremely hot, his lower body felt awkward and tight, and his whole body was already dripping with sweat again.
It was originally a very simple matter, but due to Prince Su's stiff and clumsy movements, it took a lot of trouble to get Junziyan's clothes in order.
However, when he opened his closed eyes, he saw that Jun Ziyan's original tie that tightly bound his hair had fallen off at some point, the silk and black silk was draped down his chest, and his beautiful sleeping face, as white as porcelain as glass, was even more beautiful in the ink hair.
It is clear and transparent, like a solitary ink lotus blooming on the top of a snowy cliff, faintly exuding the most deadly tempting fragrance, which is tempting but cannot bear to be blasphemed.
The laces around the waist of Yunsha Bao's dress are misplaced and knotted, and the Yunsha skirt is wrinkled, but it is inexplicably charming. The chest that should be tight is loose and misplaced, and the round and jade-like shoulders are exposed diagonally, revealing a spring scene.
, which really leads to crime.
Suddenly, Su Shajue felt a surge of blood and energy in his brain. When he realized what he was doing, his first action was to tie the spring light on Jun Ziyan's chest tightly so that it was airtight, wrap her up with the silk quilt and hug her stiffly towards her.
When he was called outside, he ordered his maidservant to come in and change the silk mattress and curtain.
The faint feminine fragrance and medicinal fragrance on Jun Ziyan's body hit his nostrils, and his soft body pressed against his sweat-soaked chest. His weak breath was gentle and sweet, teasing Su Shajue's most sensitive senses, making him always calm.
The self-possessed Prince Su could not control the fluctuations of emotion in his heart at this moment, his breathing became more and more rapid, and cold sweat overflowed from his forehead.
If Prince Su had not always had self-control that no ordinary person could have, if it had been any other man, I am afraid that at this moment, two streams of warm, scarlet liquid would have poured out of his nose, and he would have pounced on the contents in his arms like a wolf.
When everything was ready, Su Shajue laid her down, covered her with a silk mattress, and then her hanging heart returned to its place.
However, when Su Shajue had mixed the Qing Ning Dan and plum blossom wine properly, when he saw the gentleman sleeping with tight words, Prince Su Junyi's face instantly turned red again.
*
"General, you can't go in. It's not appropriate for the prince to have guests at this time!" Manager Su followed Wanyan Che and bowed respectfully, but did not dare to stop him.
"Get out of here, otherwise you won't blame me for being ruthless." Wanyan Che shouted angrily in frustration, taking advantage of the smell of blood he had just smelled along the way, and broke into the 'Mo Yin Pavilion' despite the dissuasion of the steward of Prince Su's palace.
Hearing the sound, Duan Mu, who was guarding the door of the pavilion, narrowed his eyes coldly and glanced at Su Guanshi. Su Guanshi immediately bowed his head and stepped back in understanding, not daring to hesitate.
"Where's Su Sha Jue Ren? Let him get out and see me." Wan Yanche threatened to give the order, and his unceremonious roar made the bamboo leaves collide and rustle.
"To the general, the prince has something to do and it is inconvenient to see the general at this time. General, please come early tomorrow." Duan Mu bowed in reply without changing his expression.
"Inconvenience? Why inconvenience?" Wanyanche's eagle eyes flashed fiercely, and he spoke loudly.
"General, please forgive me. The prince is indeed inconvenienced at this time. If the general really has something to do, please wait in the side hall and report immediately when the prince comes out." Duan Mu still bowed and reported in a calm manner.
Hearing these perfunctory words, Wan Yan's handsome face instantly turned gloomy, and he yelled angrily: "Tonight's Yu Fengxuan' was attacked. Iron Fan took the silver and killed the general's wife without a name. Why didn't anyone tell me about this? Su Sha Jue will judge me in the end.
What is the general for?"
Hearing this, Duan Mu's face froze and he hesitated: "General, Your Majesty, he - -"
"You know, she is my general's wife and his wife. There is nothing you can cover up. If Su Shajue doesn't show up again, this general will definitely disturb the peace of Prince Su's palace." Wanyan Che shouted loudly, her whole body
He was full of murderous intent, and the burning anger in his eyes was almost ready to devour him.
"General!"
"Mu, let him come in." At this time, a calm and calm voice came from the dormitory.
Duan Muru was granted amnesty, he opened the door to the pavilion, took three steps back, and made an invitation to Wanyan Che: "General, please come into the pavilion. I would like to express my sincere gratitude to the general for what I just offended."
"Humph!" Wanyanche snorted coldly, and Shen Yan stepped into the pavilion.
The furnishings in the pavilion are luxurious and elegant, and the benzoin from the nine-cauldron and hundred-hole stove is scented beautifully, and a refreshing fragrance hits your nostrils.
Passing around the spruce wood screen, Su Shajue's noble figure sitting on the bed suddenly came into view. Seeing that he was carefully tucking Jun Ziyan into bed at this time, his expression and movements were undisguised. In an instant, he felt a sense of jealousy.
The intention was revealed in Wanyan Che's sharp eagle-like eyes.
In an instant, without saying a word, Wanyan Che stepped forward and roughly pulled Su Shajue up. He sat down with his majestic figure, blocking Shu Jun Ziyan's sleep with his body, and scolded.
: "Why didn't anyone inform me about such a big thing?"
However, in my heart I was scolding Su Shajue for being a bad friend, and wanted to ask him what he wanted to do. He still treated his wife like this in front of him. Didn't Prince Su know that people can be jealous and avoid suspicion?
Thinking of this, Wanyan Che became even more angry and wished he could dig out those 'affectionate' eyes when he looked at his wife.
Hearing this, Su Shajue frowned and explained: "It happened so suddenly that I, the king, was caught off guard."
Seeing him surrounding Jun Ziyan so tightly and showing such obvious protectiveness and isolation made him feel guilty for no reason.
"Humph! It's best!" Wanyan Che sarcastically replied, turning his back to Su Shajue. Jun Ziyan's pale face made his heart hurt. He opened his thin lips and murmured softly: "Yan'er.
"
His eyes caught sight of the wound under her clothes under her cloud gauze, with a flash of Yin Zhe in his eyes. He turned his back to Su Sha Jueyang and asked: "Do you know who is the person who entrusted the 'iron fan nameless'? How dare you touch me, Wan Yan Che"
People who dare to attack your Prince Su's 'Yu Fengxuan' are really hateful."
Jun Ziyan grasped Jun Ziyan's cold tenderness with warmth, and his cold voice was murderous.
"I don't know, but I have a suspicion in my heart, but I'm not sure!"
Su Shajue turned his back and spoke sullenly, clenching his fists under his sleeves, trying his best to suppress himself from paying attention to Wanyan Che's affectionate behavior towards Jun Ziyan.
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