"Don't touch our master." Nalan Zhijin shouted at Ye Xieming.
"Go back!" Jing Yirong's cold voice was filled with viciousness, as if she wished all three people in front of her would disappear.
Ye Xieming smiled playfully, showing a snake-like cunning, "Jing Yirong, if I kill these three people now, will you hate me more deeply? Or your memory of me will be stronger."
Jing Yirong's heart tightened, killing Xiao Yan, the Nalan brothers was really too easy for Ye Xieming, it was even easier than squeezing an ant to death.
"Don't kill them." Jing Yirong's voice slowed down, although it was still emotionless but less arrogant.
Ye Xieming walked toward the three of them without looking back. Jing Yirong immediately ducked and stood in front of the three of them, guarding them behind him. "Ye Xieming, if you kill three, you are no match for you."
Isn’t it a shame to you?”
"You know me well," Ye Xieming smiled lowly, his lazy eyes looking extremely scary under the silver mask, "I really have no interest in killing these three people, but I am quite interested in you caring so much about these three people.
If you are interested, tell me which one you think is better to die first."
Jing Yirong got angry and immediately raised a protective screen around him, "Don't touch anyone. You three, get back to the car right now."
"We are not going back." Nalan Zhenqi insisted, "Didn't Master just teach us that men who don't protect women are despicable?"
"You are not a man at all!" Jing Yirong turned his head and glared at Nalan Zhenqi, "I have never thought of you as a man. In my eyes, you are just relying on Nalan Zhenhai to survive.
I have no interest in you at all. Do you think I care about you? You are too naive. To me, you are just to kill some time when I am bored. And Nalan Zhijin, don’t you want to save your mother? Now
Go back and wait until I die and your mother will be released naturally."
At this time, Nalan Zhijin and Nalan Zhenqi were smart and ruthless, "It's because you look down on us and hate us, master, so we live more like men."
"Idiot!" Jing Yirong's anger rose, "You are sending yourself to death."
"I would be willing to die in front of the Crown Princess," Xiao Yan also spoke, looking past Jing Yirong directly at Ye Xieming, "If you want to touch the Crown Princess, kill us first. We can't beat you, but our
If my life can be exchanged for the Crown Princess to live a moment longer, it will be worth it."
The protective air around Jing Yirong due to her exercise was getting weaker and weaker, and her body was actually a little stiff. She turned her back to the three people behind her who were willing to die for her, and her expression was suppressed that she didn't even know she had.
Moving.
For the first time in this life, in this world, she is willing to have someone use her own life to protect her. She has been a killer for too long, and no one in the rain of bullets and guns has ever been willing to stand in front of her. She does not need anyone to do anything for her.
Because I am strong enough.
Now there are three fools. They are really fools who exchanged their own lives for one more minute of survival.
"Ye Xieming, you and I both know that it would be effortless to kill the four of us with your martial arts, but your goal is for me to kill three more useless people, which means nothing to you." Jing Yirong paused for a moment and closed his eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, there was a slight regress in her eyes. This was the first time she was willing to regress, "I just said you were disgusting. It was my fault."
"Haha." Ye Xieming moved in front of Jing Yirong, raised her face, and looked at her obedient eyes with a flash of intelligence, "For you and me, having a weakness is equivalent to having a fatal weakness. As long as we have it,
Sooner or later, someone else will destroy your Achilles' heel, so should I seal your Achilles' heel?"
Jing Yirong suddenly raised his eyes, with a hint of panic in his eyes.
Nalan Zhijin didn't know where he got the courage. He stepped forward and kicked Ye Xieming, "Let go of my master. The master belongs to the prince."
Ye Xieming lowered his head and looked at Nalan Zhijin. The kick on his leg didn't hurt or itchy, but murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"No," Jing Yirong shouted nervously. Ye Xieming glanced at Jing Yirong and kicked Nalan Zhijin out. Without using any internal strength, he kicked Nalan Zhijin away and landed far away.
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Xiao Yan and Nalan Zhenqi immediately ran forward, "What's wrong with you?"
"It hurts," Nalan Jinzhi's palms were scratched, and his feet were cut when they hit the pebbles on the ground. Blood flowed out, and Nalan Jinzhi's face wrinkled in pain.
The smile from Ye Xieming's mouth overflowed, "Now that I know your weaknesses, it will be much easier to make you obedient next time."
After saying that, she disappeared next to Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong's heart suddenly dropped. She had no idea what Ye Xieming wanted to do or what was going on in her heart. She clearly thought he was going to kill Xiao Yan and the others.
, but suddenly disappeared.
Turning around and walking towards Nalan Zhijin without saying a word, Xiao Yan immediately knelt down and said, "This slave has disobeyed the Crown Princess's order. This slave deserves to die."
Nalan Zhenqi also knelt on the ground, "Master, my disciple didn't listen to you."
Nalan Zhijin also knelt down when he saw this, but Jing Yirong held him to stop him. The three of them looked at Jing Yirong in surprise. Jing Yirong picked up Nalan Zhijin and walked towards the carriage. The two kneeling people looked at each other.
Even at a glance, I couldn't tell whether to stand up or continue to kneel.
"Get in the car." Jing Yirong heard a pardoning voice, and the two of them stood up and walked towards the carriage.
After getting into the carriage, Nalan Qingyi fell asleep.
Xiao Yan immediately explained, "The prince also wanted to get out of the car. The seventh prince and the tenth prince knew a little bit about martial arts, so I knocked the prince unconscious."
So that's it, Jing Yirong thought in his mind, and raised his lips slightly. She didn't see him just now, and she still felt a little resentful in her heart. She just felt that his usual affection was all fake, but now she knew that this fool really planned to do it.
die.
The coachman didn't know where he was thrown, so Xiao Yan could only drive first. The three people who were awake in the carriage were silent all the way. Nalan Zhijin bit his lips desperately to prevent himself from humming, just because he was afraid of the scene.
Yi Rong will be angry.
When they arrived at the Tai Palace, Nalan Qingyi was sent into his small courtyard. Jing Yirong carried Nalan Zhijin all the way to the house and found some medicine. Xiao Yan immediately took it and applied it to Nalan Zhijin.
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Nalan Zhenqi poured a glass of water for Jing Yirong. After half a month of getting along with him, he already knew Jing Yirong's rules. "Master, I have already drank this tea."
Jing Yirong took the tea from Nalan Zhenqi's hand and remained silent. She just drank the tea slowly. She knew in her heart that something was different. Xiao Yan and the other three appeared behind her and said they would protect her with their lives.
By then, there had been a change in her heart.
Xiao Yan gave Nalanzhi some good medicine, and respectfully walked to Jing Yirong and knelt down, "This slave is in the wrong, please punish the Crown Princess. I just hope that the Crown Princess will not be angry."
"It's none of Xiao Yan's business, it's my own decision." Nalan Zhenqi also knelt down, "Master, I am the prince, and Xiao Yan did not dare to go against my will, so she got off the carriage."
"Do you think I'm a fool?" Jing Yirong looked at Nalan Zhenqi expressionlessly, "Do you think Xiao Yan will listen to other people's words besides mine?"
Nalan Zhenqi lowered his head. He had no idea what Jing Yirong was feeling. There was no anger or disdain on her face.
"Everyone, get up," Jing Yirong said calmly, and Nalan Zhenqi and Xiao Yan stood up obediently.
Jing Yirong moved his body and sat beside the bed, looking at the injured Nalan Zhijin, "You little fool, did you know you almost died just now? As long as that person used half of his internal strength, you would be dead."
Nalan Zhijin lowered his head and retorted in a low voice, "It's not just to save you, Master."
Jing Yirong moved slightly, but was not even angry. She looked at the three of them in vain, thinking about Ye Xieming's words. Did she have a weakness? Jing Yirong walked out of the house without saying a word, "You guys rest."
The moonlight in the middle of the night always seems particularly bright, and it is too bright without the need for a lamp in the small courtyard. Jing Yirong sat alone in the small courtyard, letting the cold wind blow his hair away, his thin sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the footsteps behind him
The body gradually came closer, and then a robe was draped on the body, "The night is as cold as water, the princess should pay attention to her health."
Jing Yi didn't move, "Do you know what a killer fears most?"
"Killed?"
"No," Jing Yirong laughed. "What killers are least afraid of is death, because from the first day they know that the end of this road is just the word death. What killers are most afraid of is weakness, a killer who has weaknesses.
He is no longer a qualified killer and will die sooner or later due to his own weakness."
Xiao Yan said: "I have met everyone in the world. I once met a killer. At that time, he was avoiding the pursuit of his fellow disciples just because he was in love with a woman. He no longer wanted to be a killer, but only wanted to be with the woman.
We will be together for a lifetime. When the killer came, I asked him if it was worth it. He said that he was lucky to meet that woman in this life, and he has never regretted it."
"Won't you regret it?" Jing Yirong was confused.
Xiao Yan asked, "Why did the Crown Princess suddenly ask that?"
"I am just a killer with a weakness." Jing Yirong's soft voice sounded unusually ethereal in the broad night sky, like the sound of a ghost.
Xiao Yan was shocked, "How could the Crown Princess be a killer?"
"You go to sleep, I'll be alone for a while." Jing Yirong didn't answer Xiao Yan's words, Xiao Yan bowed and turned to leave.
Jing Yirong raised her head and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky. Everything that happened on the road just now appeared clearly in front of her eyes. She had never had the extravagant hope that there would be someone in this world who cared about her and cared about her.
Nalan Qingyi's careful attention these days can only be described as ridiculous in her eyes. She has always felt that those in the world who use their own lives to protect others are fools, and she, Jing Yirong, will never use her own life.
On the day when I go to protect others, I will not step back for others.
Today, those three people stood in front of her and were willing to risk their lives for her. A piece of the iceberg in her heart seemed to collapse instantly. She took a step back for them and lowered her head to Ye Xieming.
What he said is right, she is easy to deal with once she has her weakness.
The most important thing Jing Yirong should do now is to kill the three of them, so that she can return to her former indifferent self. But it is unimaginable that she cannot bear them. She sighed deeply, why should they appear in her world?
These fools want to exchange their lives for their own, and now she is a killer with a weakness.