Wen Jin hugged her bulging belly, and the hair all over her body had exploded. A creepy coldness rose from the soles of her feet. This was a natural sense of crisis. This sense of crisis made her entire chest feel squeezed.
Out of breath.
Jiang Huaizhou heard the footsteps behind him, but they were walking in the opposite direction, so he stopped, turned around, and stared at Wen Jin's retreating back, "Jin'er, what's wrong with you? Grandma is over there, her leg is broken
I’m waiting for you to rescue her.”
Wen Jin heard the tattooed Jiang Huaizhou calling him Jin'er again, who had caught a cold and felt uncomfortable in his throat. He felt the hairs on his hair stand on end, so he lifted up his skirt and ran as fast as he could, towards a crowded place on the boulevard outside.
, "Is there anyone there? Help!"
Jiang Huaizhou took a few steps closer, causing Qing Gong to land in front of Wen Jin, forcing her to stop, "You are quite vigilant. As expected of the prime minister's daughter, you still have the vigilance to be wary of bad guys."
"Who are you?" Wen Jin stepped back step by step, "You are not Jiang Huaizhou."
'Jiang Huaizhou' slowly approached Wen Jin and kicked Wen Jin hard on the lower abdomen with his toes, knocking Wen Jin to the ground.
"Well..." Wen Jin hugged her lower abdomen and huddled together. The child in her belly moved a few times and became motionless. She was so painful that she couldn't make a sound for a long time, "My child, Chang Lin... my child...
.”
"I am you. Your handwriting is very good. We have a team dedicated to imitating your handwriting, but your handwriting is so good that it is very difficult for us to imitate, so the boss killed many people to force us to improve.
If your handwriting doesn't look like yours, you'll be killed. My brother was stabbed in the head with a dagger by his boss just because he didn't imitate a radical like yours. Miss Wen."
"Are you a trickster who betrayed your Majesty's secrets?" Wen Jin was kicked in the lower abdomen. The pain was heartbreaking and she felt a violent falling. Blood flowed out from her lower body. She was on the ground covering her abdomen in embarrassment and retreated with a look of horror.
To the extreme, "Are you the one who put the blame on me, borrowed my handwriting, and betrayed your Majesty?"
"Exactly." 'Jiang Huaizhou' sneered evilly, "But, Your Majesty thinks it was you who betrayed him. Only if you die can we be safe."
"You?" Wen Jin retreated to a big tree and there was no way out. "Who do you mean? Are you from the regent? Or is there another master behind you?"
"You don't have to worry." 'Jiang Huaizhou' drew out his long sword, held the hilt with both hands, and approached Wen Jin, "If you are dead, it will be over with a little care. Your Majesty will never be able to find out who our lord is.
who!"
"Don't come over!" The blood drained from Wen Jin's face. She didn't have time to think carefully, so she grabbed a handful of dead leaves and soil from the forest and sprinkled it towards the killer.
"Fuck!" The killer didn't expect that Wen Jin would not be frightened and could still react in this situation. He regarded Wen Jin as a weak woman with no power to restrain a chicken, so he felt contemptuous in his heart.
After seeing it, I was unprepared and was mesmerized.
While he was rubbing his eyes, Wen Jin quickly pulled off a jade pendant from his waist, then twisted his body and moved his body backwards, and more blood flowed out of his lower body.
'Jiang Huaizhou' rubbed the sand out of his eyes, then pushed Wen Jin to a corner with his sword, then cursed and kicked Wen Jin viciously in the stomach.
"Ah..." Wen Jin curled up together in severe pain and couldn't help but beg: "Don't kill me. I can give you silver. How much do you want? I have one hundred thousand taels, and I will give them all to you. Let me go."
My child’s life.”
"I don't need money. I need to silence you. My master wants me to kill you. If you fail to complete the task and go back, you will die! It's better for you to die than for me to die! You must be the scapegoat. Our master's plan cannot be ruined.
Yes!" 'Jiang Huaizhou' said, he raised his sword and stabbed it towards Wen Jin's neck.
Wen Jin quickly closed his eyes. The pain he imagined did not come. He only heard a pop and the sound of a sharp weapon penetrating the flesh.
The killer in front of Wen Jin screamed and fell to the ground.
Wen Jin opened his eyes. The killer's heart was pierced with a bloody hole by the long sword. He fell down suddenly. As he fell to the ground, Wen Jin saw the man in dragon robe not far behind him.
The man was staring at her with scarlet eyes, full of reluctance.
How could Fu Jingheng, who cherished his life the most, come out of the palace in a dragon robe without changing into regular clothes in the clear sky and in broad daylight?
Today is the fifth day of November. Isn't he engaged to Miss Duanmu?
Didn't we say that we would never see each other again for the rest of our lives?
Wen Jin thought about various reunion scenes, or she and Chang Lin met him by chance in the Imperial Academy, or they rubbed shoulders at the theater on Huangmen Street, but he never thought that it would be her bleeding from the lower body, and he was holding the baby in his hand.
Bracelet of the moment.
Fu Jingheng stood there, clutching the baby's bracelet. He planned to give it to Wen Jin as soon as he saw her, but he saw a large amount of blood on her skirt, and his heart dropped. He was like crazy.
He strode towards Wen Jin and called out softly: "Wen... you have lost a lot of weight. You must have suffered a lot in the past half month."
Wen Jin smiled miserably at him, "Fu, I wish you a happy engagement... I haven't had time to buy the jade Ruyi yet... It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that it came unexpectedly."
Fu Jingheng gently held her hair, "I'm here, I'm here. God is punishing me."
Wen Jin did not feel safe because of the words "I'm here". She slowly stretched out her hand and handed over the assassin's jade pendant.
"He said they have a team that specializes in imitating my writing, imitating my handwriting, and selling your secrets to my adoptive father. You won't believe me, right? You still think that I am with them, and I will be exposed
Yes, they want to get rid of me, right..." The more he spoke, the more frustrated he became.
Fu Jingheng looked at Wen Jin, whose dress was stained red with blood. He was almost speechless. Wen Jin was so thin that she couldn't even hold a hand, and her face was sunken. She must have suffered a lot after being evicted from the house, alone.
He was raising a baby despite being injured, running a shop alone, investigating his mother's case alone, and curling up on a small bed in the boudoir at night because he was afraid of the dark.
His heart ached so much that he almost died. He held Wen Jin's body in his arms and took the jade pendant. "I received the prescription you stole for me at risk. Jin... you saved the people from danger."
Great merit. You are patriotic and respectful to me. I... have wronged you."
"Thank you, Lord, for believing that Wen Jin is not a craftsman." Wen Jin leaned weakly in Fu Jingheng's arms, "My stomach hurts. He kicked me twice. I'm bleeding. I want to see a doctor. I can't lose my child.
, all my strength is because I have him."
Qingliu tore off the human skin mask of Jiang Huaizhou from the cheek of the corpse on the ground, and another cheek with scars appeared. He took off his pants and saw that it was a eunuch.
At this time, the five secret guards responsible for protecting Wen Jin also arrived. Seeing Master Jin's condition, they couldn't help but kneel down. Their negligence!
Fu Jingheng tied Wen Jin in his arms. This must be God's punishment for wronging his beloved. Seeing the girl he had sworn to protect his whole life in such a scene again. He knew...he had completely lost her heart.
"The child will be fine!...I won't let anything happen to him!"
Wen Jin closed her eyes, like a ceramic doll that had lost its soul, and quietly stopped talking.
"Find out the person behind this assassin." Fu Jingheng threw the jade pendant to Qingliu. Is it Fu Chang, the king of Nanfan?
Qingliu asked for instructions: "Have the people behind the scenes been found out and cleaned up?"
Fu Jingheng said in a deep voice: "To clean up the followers who don't understand the hatred, I want to cut the grass and remove the roots. If God wants to kill him, he must first make him crazy. Send out Wuying to pretend to be this eunuch and put him back into the enemy's nest. Let the news go out and I fully believe that Wen Jin is
Careful work, no clues about them. Let them party!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Wuying is your shadow substitute. Your Majesty's anger was ignited, and you sent out the dragon substitute, which shows that you are extremely concerned about this matter, and Bo Liang's eyes are full of destruction and revenge.
Fu Jingheng added: "I arranged five secret guards to protect Wen Jin closely. These five people neglected their duties and were all beheaded!"
The five secret guards accepted their punishment.
Lao Mo bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Fu Jingheng's sleeves were gently pulled. He lowered his head and saw Wen Jin frowning tightly. He said softly: "It was me who didn't protect myself. It was me who didn't tell that he was not Jiang at the first time."
Brother, I never thought that the bad guy could be so bad. Those five secret guards may have been dispersed by the crowd leaving the theater, so don't hurt their lives."
"You are not at fault. What is wrong is my team. More than a hundred people have urged me to get rid of Liu Yingfu, the head of your Military Aircraft Department, whom I deeply trust. I need to talk to him." Fu Jingheng immediately took the people back to the dragon dormitory.
, gently placed it on the bed, and he sat next to her, hugging her body. If he did not reject the death remonstrance but actually killed Jin'er, and learned that Xizuo had someone else, how would he face her?
The dead soul!
Zhang Yuanjian came over to check his pulse through his clothes, his face was very solemn.
Grandma sent Xiaolan to ask several times if Lord Jin was back. Fu Jingheng was worried that the old man would get sick if he found out that Jin Yatou was injured and said: "Go and tell Grandma that I will reunite with Jin Yatou today. I will take Jin with me tomorrow."
Girl, go see her."
Xiaolan went back to reply. Grandma stewed chicken soup and asked Xiaolan to bring it to Wenjin.
Fu Jingheng put a pillow behind Wen Jin, and when Zhang Yuan gave her a chance to check her pulse, he walked out the door, suppressing the anger in his heart, and said to Lao Mo in a cold voice: "Kill those five secret guards, and the whole house will be full."
He was sent to far away borders even for his crimes."
Lao Mo nodded: "Yes. I will ask someone to do it."
Fu Jingheng returned to the bedroom and hugged Wen Jin into his arms again. His palms were already covered with cold sweat. He looked at Zhang Yuanjing and said, "The diagnosis results are available, let's talk about it."
"Your Majesty, the assassin's two kicks hit the vital part, and he was killed." Magistrate Zhang suddenly knelt on the ground, "I can only say that I can protect the child as much as possible. I am 40% sure that I can save it. But even if I save it, the child may be saved."
Those with physical disabilities, underdeveloped arms and legs, or congenital heart disease are likely to die early after birth."
Fu Jingheng had already expected this result, and the body of the person in his arms froze. She, who had always been tightly held in his hands, slipped away from his fingers like fine sand.