Chapter 155 The people I care about are the most important
Chapter 155 The people I care about are the most important. A dozen knives were chopped out together. Just when they thought the mission was about to succeed, a white figure fell from the sky. What followed was a strong internal force, and everyone
The knife in his hand was thrown away by this internal force and fell to the ground. Only the assassin leader stopped himself from falling backwards by holding the knife on the ground.
"Master!" Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi shouted excitedly in unison, they were saved.
Jing Yirong glared at the two of them coldly, "I'll settle the accounts with you when I go back." Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi looked at each other again. It seemed that their decision was wrong, otherwise the master would not use such a method.
Talk to them with your expression.
"Who are you?" The assassin leader looked at Jing Yirong. He had never seen such a cold and refined woman, and the moonlight was dimmed because of her.
Jing Yirong snorted coldly, "You don't deserve to know who I am. How can I choose a way to die? Because I am becoming more and more kind, I can keep your whole body."
"I don't know." The assassin leader was angry because of Jing Yirong's arrogant attitude, "I think you are a woman and I don't want to argue with you. Let me tell you that we were sent by General Ling Yuechong Ling. Do you know what will happen if you offend him?
Consequences? Woman, I see that you are still pretty, why don't you go back and serve me well? If you feel comfortable, I will consider letting you go."
"Haha," the assassin behind him who picked up the sword laughed because of his leader's teasing words.
"Seeking death!" Jing Yirong's eyes turned cold, and the next second he moved to the men in black, not giving them any chance to fight back. He grabbed one of them's sword and stabbed them in the vitals respectively, a series of
His actions gave him no chance to react.
When they reacted, they all fell down with panic expressions on their faces. The assassin leader was the only one left among the men who were so arrogant just now. The assassin leader looked at the scene in front of him in shock and immediately clenched the gun in his hand.
Jian looked at Jing Yirong with a wary expression.
Jing Yirong threw away the sword in his hand with an expressionless face, "Ling Yuechong underestimated me and actually found such a useless person to assassinate me."
"Who are you?" The assassin leader had no idea who was standing in front of him.
"Since you are going to die, I will show mercy and let you know who I am so that you can claim my name in the underworld." Jing Yirong slowly raised her lips and revealed a bright smile, "Jing Yirong."
The assassin leader's face was shocked, and the shock turned into horror. He had no idea that he would provoke Jing Yirong, who had wiped out the entire Xuejiabao within an hour. If he knew it was him, the first thing he would do would be to run away.
He thought so and actually did it. After Jing Yirong's words, the assassin leader used Qing Gong and ran out.
"Trash." Jing Yirong picked up a sword on the ground and threw it steadily towards the assassin leader's back. The sword penetrated the assassin leader's heart from the back accurately, and the last assassin didn't even have a chance to speak.
He also gave up his breath.
Jing Yirong clapped his hands in disgust and glanced at the corpse on the ground before walking forward without looking back. Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi didn't dare to say a word and followed them. They knew very well that the master was angry and very angry.
They were very angry, so they were too scared to provoke the master.
Out of the woods, a carriage was waiting for the three of them. After Jing Yirong entered the carriage, Nalan Zhenqi was about to climb onto the carriage when Jing Yirong's words came from the carriage, "You are so capable, just follow the carriage back."
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"Master Seventh Brother is injured." Nalan Zhijin summoned up the courage to say in a low voice.
Jing Yirong's calm voice came from the carriage again, "It's just a small injury that won't kill you."
Nalan Zhijin looked helplessly at Nalan Zhenqi. Nalan Zhenqi smiled and touched Nalan Zhijin's head, "Master seems really angry. It doesn't matter. Let's walk back. I'd rather get hurt than mess with him."
Master is not happy."
"Yes," Nalan Zhijin followed Nalan Zhenqi obediently. What they both cared about most was their master. It seemed that their master had a greater impact on them than their eldest brother, and it also made them understand what true meaning is.
care about someone.
After half a stick of incense, Jing Yirong twisted her face and stubbornly refused to look at the other two people in the carriage. She was really becoming more and more useless and soft-hearted. She only let them run for half a stick of incense.
Let them get on the carriage. Thinking about the expression on her face that she was about to go crazy when she heard the news that they were being chased; her heart skipped a beat when she saw that they were surrounded by more than a dozen men in black and were about to be hacked to death at any time.
Only then did she truly understand deeply that Nalan Qingyi was not the only one who entered her heart and flowed into her blood. Perhaps Qingyi was the most important, but they were also indispensable.
Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Zhijin lowered their heads, both trying hard not to appear happy. The master was getting better and better towards them. Such kindness may be normal in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of others,
They feel the happiest thing in their hearts, not to mention that they now feel that the master's awkward appearance is really cute.
When the three returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion was still brightly lit. As soon as Nalan Zhenqi entered the hall, Yue Ya and Qiao Shuang'er stepped forward to check on his injuries. Fortunately, the doctor was already waiting.
, so almost no time was wasted.
Nalan Qingyi also had a worried look on his face, "Zhijin, Zhenqi, how are you doing? Are you still feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Brother, don't worry, I'm fine. Seventh brother is fine except for his injured arm," Nalan Zhijin replied hurriedly.
Nalan Qingyi was still worried and poured a cup of tea for Nalan Zhijin, "I just ordered some tea to warm myself up."
"Thank you, brother." Nalan Zhijin smiled and took the teacup.
Bu Xiguo stood in the hall and watched all the worries before he felt relieved. Suddenly he felt a cold gaze staring at him and turned his head. He didn't want to come into contact with Jing Yirong's cold gaze, and his heart trembled, and he was actually a little scared.
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Jing Yirong walked towards Bu Xiguo with a sneer on his lips. When no one noticed, Jing Yirong Ji grabbed Bu Xiguo and threw him out unceremoniously. Bu Xiguo's fat body fell heavily.
I felt pain all over my body.
"Miss Jing, what are you doing?!" Qin Zhongwei immediately stepped forward to help Bu Xuguo up and glared at Jing Yirong angrily.
Jing Yirong walked up to Nalan Zhijin, pulled off his gorgeous clothes and threw them at Qin Zhongxu, "I remember correctly that this clothes seems to be from Bu Xiguo. I want to know how this clothes got on Nalan Zhijin's body."
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"This was my idea." Qin Zhongxu didn't feel that he had done anything wrong at all. "If we escaped together at that time, we would definitely not be able to escape, so we divided our forces into two groups. In order to better protect His Royal Highness, the assassin's target
His Highness is the Crown Prince. Even if we are divided into two groups and caught by them, His Highness will still be in danger. So I decided to let Young Master Zhijin wear His Highness's clothes to lure away the eyes and ears. This way, His Highness's safety can be protected."
"Why do you decide?" Jing Yirong's cold gaze shot down Qin Zhonggui like a blade, "Qin Zhonggui, I just did a few things according to your ideas and you really think you are my master? It's unavoidable. You are so self-righteous, don’t forget that we are just using each other.”
Qin Zhongqi's face turned pale for a moment, "Of course I know that we are in a relationship of mutual use, but without His Highness, everything you are doing now will be in vain, so His Highness's life is the most important."
Qin Zhongwei felt his chest tighten as soon as he finished speaking. When he came back to his senses and realized that Jing Yirong was close at hand, her hands were twisting her neck.
"Clothes!"
"master!"
"Master!" Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Shen Zhenzhu moved forward nervously when she saw this. Xiao Yan pulled Shen Zhenzhu, "Master has a sense of propriety, and I won't listen to what you say now, so It’s better to wait and see what happens.”
Shen Pearl looked at the determination in Xiao Yan's eyes and could only watch helplessly.
There was a chill between Jing Yirong's brows, "Qin Zhonggui, let me tell you that in my eyes, Jing Yirong, all the lives of people in this world were equally worthless. But now the lives of the people I, Jing Yirong, care about are the most valuable." The most important ones are Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi. As for the most noble Bu Xi fruit in your eyes, a hundred Bu Xi fruits are not worth the slightest bit of Nalan Zhenqi."
"If His Highness the Crown Prince dies, all your plans will be useless." Qin Zhongwei reminded Jing Yirong out of kindness.
"So what if it's useless?" Jing Yirong said nonchalantly, "Let alone a mere Tutor of the Yu Kingdom, even if the world is in front of me, they are not worthy of them. Qin Zhonggui, I will warn you again, next time you meet like this In this situation, you can run for your own lives, but don't let them run away with danger. I won't blame you at all if they die while running for your own lives, and if it's Bu Xiguo who dies, don't hate that these are all lives."
Qin Zhongxu didn't speak. He had never been bullied like this in his age. Jing Yirong saw Qin Zhongxu didn't speak and sneered and let go of him. He turned around and grabbed the cloth fruit on the ground with one hand and pulled out Xiao Yan with the other. The long sword at the waist, "Since you can't remember clearly, I'll let you deepen the impression."
"What do I want to do?" Qin Zhongwei stopped Jing Yirong's movements.
Jing Yirong shrugged nonchalantly, "How could Nalan Zhenqi be hurt? I'll let him feel it once, so that he can remember that others saved him and stop taking it for granted."
"You!" Qin Zhong was so angry that he was wrong. He was wrong in underestimating Jing Yirong and wrong in improving himself in front of Jing Yirong. "Miss Jing, I promise that I will not put Master Nalan's life or death in the future again." Regardless, I just hope that Miss Jing can forgive me this time."
Jing Yirong looked at Qin Zhongwei quietly for a moment and felt that he was sincerely caring, and then handed the sword in his hand to Xiao Yan.
Bu Xiguo walked out from behind Qin Zhongkui and stood in front of Jing Yirong, "I'm sorry Nalan Zhenqi was injured because he was trying to save me."
"If he was injured while rescuing you, he deserved it because he was not good at learning." Jing Yirong did not blame Bu Xiguo for this aspect at all, "But let others wear their own clothes to save their lives. Bu Xiguo, you are a life of others." It’s also a life, so why do you think that your life is more important in the eyes of the world?”
Bu Xiguo was stunned and speechless.
Jing Yirong laughed mockingly, "In Qin Zhongxu's eyes, your life is more important than his, but in my eyes, your life is the same as that of a beggar on the road. Bu Xiguo, you take yourself too seriously." You are actually nothing."