The palace maid who left just now came with a group of people, and instantly surrounded Feng Jiuer and Jianyi.
"Miss, what's wrong with you? Miss." Linglong quickly walked over and squatted down next to Feng Qingyin.
"It's not good, Your Highness, it's not good. Miss, she... is bleeding, please come quickly! Call the doctor, quickly!"
Zhan Yuheng strode over, squatted down, and picked up Feng Qingyin from the ground.
"Brother Prince, Jiu'er..." Feng Qingyin hugged her belly and took deep breaths.
"I said it belongs to Brother Prince, wuwu... my stomach hurts, Brother Prince, my stomach hurts!"
"No! Don't let them leave. She is here for the Ninth Prince. The Ninth Prince will soon return to the capital and seize power."
"She said that when the Ninth Prince becomes emperor, she will become the queen, and then she will be qualified to give birth to a prince. She said that mine is a bastard."
"Brother Prince, don't let her deceive you again. She only has the Ninth Prince in her eyes and doesn't take Brother Prince to heart at all."
"Brother Prince, please don't...don't be deceived by her again. She will not let us go or let our... child go."
Feng Qingyin's head tilted and she fainted.
"Miss." Linglong shouted, "Physician, where is the physician? Get the physician over quickly."
Seeing Zhan Yuheng hugging Feng Qingyin and leaving with a nervous look on his face, Linglong gave Feng Jiuer and Jianyi a cold look.
"Come here, kill them, kill these two cold-blooded people, kill the leader of the other side, and this battle will not need to last too long."
Zhan Yuheng paused slightly when he heard Linglong's words.
Feng Qingyin, who had fainted, put her hands on his sleeves and furrowed her eyebrows.
"No! This is the crown prince's brother's child, Jiu'er, I beg you, no!"
The sleeping woman's face was pale and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
"No! I won't let you hurt the prince's brother, no! Jiu'er, you don't want to! I will never allow it..."
"Your Highness, how is Miss Qingyin's situation?" Not far away, two imperial doctors hurried up.
Zhan Yuheng held the woman in his arms and walked into the tent.
Feng Jiu'er knew that she shouldn't take action against Feng Qingyin at this time, so she had no intention of avenging Jian Yi now.
But she didn't expect that in order to deal with her, this woman would even ignore her own child.
Looking at the increasing number of guards, Feng Jiuer no longer bothered to ask Zhan Yuheng for an explanation.
She supported Jianyi, who was getting weaker and weaker, and jumped up, flying away.
Linglong glanced at the direction where Zhan Yuheng disappeared, turned around and shouted: "Chase! We must not let them escape."
"Yes." Seeing no objection from the prince, the soldiers took the order and chased him with weapons in hand.
Knowing that the person who came was the leader of the enemy army and that he had injured their noble concubine, the passionate soldiers wanted to kill him immediately.
Looking at the person pursuing him, Linglong turned around and disappeared.
"Jiu'er, leave me alone, you...just go." Jianyi opened his mouth and vomited blood for an unknown number of times.
"Shut up! Since I saved you back then, your life is mine. Only I can decide your life or death."
Jianyi looked at the woman supporting him for a moment, and a small figure appeared in his increasingly blurry vision.
"Give you some water."
"Take the medicine. This is the medicine the wet nurse gave me last time when I had a fever. It was too bitter, so I didn't take it, so I kept it."
"Why don't you wake up? Are you going to die?"
"By the way, what's your name? What? I didn't hear it clearly."
"Your sword is so beautiful. How about I call you Jianyi? We will be friends from now on."
"Jianyi, you eat, these are the buns I took out secretly, why don't you say anything?"
"Jianyi, I'm leaving. Dad came to find me. He said he wouldn't let me run around or he would beat me to death. Jianyi, goodbye!"
Finally, the girl's scream echoed in Jian Yi's mind, making his confused meaning instantly clear.
"don't want!"
Feng Jiuer was attacked from both sides and had to protect one person, but unexpectedly, a cold arrow with a dark color approached from the side.
Jian Yi, who suddenly regained consciousness, suddenly held Feng Jiu'er up with his sword to protect him behind him.
With a "bang" sound, the poison arrow hit the sword and diverted its direction, stabbing a soldier. The soldier immediately fell to the ground.
"Jianyi, you..." Feng Jiuer firmly supported the man who was about to fall next to him and said coldly, "Are you looking for death? You can't use force at this time."
"Jiu'er, I remembered." Jianyi turned around and met Feng Jiu'er's gaze, "That girl is you, not Feng Qingyin."
"My life is still..." After he finished speaking, a large mouthful of turbid blood spat out from Jian Yi's mouth.
"What else?" Feng Jiuer was very anxious and clicked on several of his body veins again.
Jianyi's body softened, and the sword in his hand slipped.
"I will give you a good sword in the future. You owe me your life, and you won't be able to repay it so easily. You must hold on to me!"
No one expected that a dying man could suddenly take action. They were startled by Jian Yi's actions, and the soldiers all paused.
"Kill! What are you stopping for?" Linglong, who was releasing poisonous arrows, dropped his sword from the top of a tent.
Feng Jiuer didn't give anyone time to take action. She held Jian Yi's arm tightly and jumped up again, walking above the tent.
Looking back, she knew very clearly that there was no other way but to move forward.
Feng Qingyin wanted her to die, so how could he give her a chance to return to her military camp?
"Jianyi, don't sleep, you must resist!"
As Feng Jiuer moved forward quickly, she also continued to increase the strength in her hands.
She also remembered it, as if she had saved a big brother.
Unfortunately, those pictures were very blurry, just like dreams. Feng Qingyin didn't say anything, she really thought she was just having a dream.
Moreover, the person who saved Jian Yi was the real Feng Jiu'er, not her Feng Jiu. It was good that she could subconsciously think of it through Feng Jiu'er's memory.
Even though she was supporting one person, Feng Jiuer's speed was still a bit unexpected.
"Chase! We must intercept them." Linglong's voice still sounded.
Fortunately, the lady had already put a dragnet on them on their way back, and now they were walking in the opposite direction.
Even if they really escaped, she still had a chance to catch them.
"Chase! Chase me quickly! There are so many people, but two people have escaped. Aren't you worried that the prince will ask you to come to see him?"
"They hurt the imperial concubine. Death is not a pity! If caught, they will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes." The guards shouted in unison.
Feng Jiuer took out the short knife and swung it forward hard.
The wind of the sword cut the rope of a horse not far away, and the horse gave a low cry and galloped forward.
Feng Jiuer supported the sword and jumped up, landing steadily on the horse.
The horse moved forward quickly, leaving a long trail of blood along the way.
