Chapter 44 Red belt and silver needles pierce the eyebrows, and the moon blinks and smokes

The red belt silver needle pricks the eyebrows, and the moon blinks and smokes.

Who is the dark horse left church, right and wrong?

Hearing this, he looked at Chu Zhaochen with a solemn face, "Can't you let that child be born?"

"Oh!" Chu Zhaochen smiled and disappeared from his face little by little. He got up and walked step by step and began to pretend to be calm, "Shencheng."

"The subordinate is here."

"Didn't you say that Wen'er's stomach can't give birth to your child?"

The hairy Yan Zhima knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, that child is innocent after all. The tiger poison does not eat the child. How can you let the subordinate kill the child with his own hands?"

Does the tiger poison eat the child? I would rather kill than be abandoned alive. Chu Zhaochen's cold expression has revealed his murderous intention, "Shen Cheng... Do you know the consequences of soft-heartedness?"

Yan Cheng looked up as if he was going to risk his life and looked at Chu Zhaochen, "I don't think it's necessary to kill the child to prevent the prince from ascending to the throne early."

"Oh? It seems that you have a plan? Let's talk about it." Seeing this, Chu Zhaochen sat down in the main seat and waited for Yancheng's plan.

"Your Highness tomorrow, they will go to Tianfo Temple in disguise. Along the way, let the black man Shuoyue take this opportunity to kill him."

"No. I..." Chu Zhaochen looked at Yan Cheng with a sneer and continued to say, "I want to live." Let him live to see me ascend to the throne, let him live to see me hold his wife, and let him live to see how I** his Wen'er. Humph!

The next day.

Wen'er of Yuanhui Palace asked Xi'er to send people to bring ten bags of salutes to get on the car, making Chu Zhaoran, who was waiting at the gate of Yuanhui Palace, stunned, "Wen'er, what is this?"

Wen'er bent down and nodded to Chu Zhaoran, and then touched her stomach. "Your Highness, you can wrong Wen'er, but you can't wrong the emperor."

Chu Zhaoran, dressed in a blue gauze, makes people want to look more. After all, he is a handsome man and a powerful prince.

Chu Zhaoran looked at the pink and beautiful Wen'er, but he picked up Wen'er and sat in the carriage with a smile.

And the late arrival is different from Chu Zhaoran's romantic dress. He is dressed in gray light gauze but elegant without losing the king's style. Pan Ranmu behind her is still fiery red, as red and hot as her character. On the contrary, she is dressed in the most ordinary but with a faint attack, plain white. A dress that has not been changed.

Sitting in the carriage and pulling up the curtain and seeing the faintness that was still lively and jumping around, Wen'er hurriedly put down the curtain and felt nervous. Chu Zhaoran, who did not find Wen Er's panic, got out of the car and met Leng Ye.

Leng Ye walked to Chu Zhaoran with an unreserved smile for ten thousand years, "It's too late."

"No, we are ready early." With that, he looked at Pan Ranmu, who looked away with disdain, and Wu Xi, who lowered his head and didn't say anything, he smiled and said to Leng Ye, "It's getting late. Let's go!"

Leng Ye gently agreed, and then followed Chu Zhaoran and sat in the chariot. Wu Xi and others sat in the third carriage.

It seems that God knows that this group of beautiful and handsome men are going to the Tianfo Temple to buy incense, so the sky is clear, and the birds are singing and flowers are fragrant all the way. It is a good time to go on an outing.

Seeing Chu Zhaoran sitting in the carriage holding up the curtain and looking at the lively Jincheng, he put down the curtain and said to Leng Ye, who didn't say a word, "Life is so fast. Suddenly, it's like the world."

Leng Ye couldn't help but feel sad when he heard this, yes! That's when I saw her for the first time. On that curious day. The hand that was pointed to the nose by a woman but did not resist at all, and the hand scratched by the debris did not hurt at all. She wanted to get close but was always covered with a hedgehog, looking at herself with a defensive face. Thinking about this, Leng Ye couldn't help laughing, at least the person she thought of before she passed away was herself.

Chu Zhaoran looked at the rare distracted Leng Ye and asked curiously, "Ceng Ye... Leng Ye..."

Leng Ye, who came to his mind, looked sorry, "Sorry, what's the matter?"

"What can you think of making the prince of Yan lose his mind?"

Hearing this, Leng Ye smiled and said, "When I look back on the past, I can't help laughing."

"I've always wanted to ask you a question?"

"What's the question that makes the prince of Jin hesitate and can't ask?"

"When I look back on the past, people have gone early. But now, when it comes to the past tens of millions, I'm curious why you have great kindness to Chi Mo and ask her to repay your kindness and entrust the cotton-free to you?

Graceful? Are you trying to ask me if I have ever had anything with her?" If I say she is mine. What would you think?"

Chu Zhaoran, who was originally smiling, did not expect that Leng Ye, who had always been gentle and kind, would say so. He couldn't help coughing with a smile, "Oh! This joke is a little big.

Hearing this, Leng Ye looked at the scenery of the carriage and did not explain whether it was a joke, which made Chu Zhaoran very unhappy. Is what Leng Ye said true? Was it him dressed in the royal garden that night with Chi Mo and a man? No, Leng Ye won't.

Just when Chu Zhaoran fell into deep thinking, the carriage stopped. For unknown reasons, Chu Zhaoran rolled up the curtain of the carriage and saw a group of people in black blocking the way.

The angry driver shouted, "Bold pardon, who are you? How dare you stop our prince's sedan chair?"

The leader of the man in black flew up without saying a word and planned to stab Chu Zhaoran. Fortunately, Leng Ye pulled Chu Zhaoran. Wen Er, who was sitting in the back, shouted as soon as she heard that there was an assassin. The situation began to be a little chaotic, but the strange thing was that the third sedan chair did not come out or scream. This is a little strange.

Seeing the attackless attack in the sedan chair sitting there calmly holding the faint, without saying a word, Pan Ranmu, who couldn't stand it, asked, "It's going to be killed in a pile outside. Why do you stop me and not let me go out?" Aren't you waiting to die in this carriage?"

"They won't hurt us?"

"Why? How do you know everything?" Pan Ranmu asked curiously. He saw Wuxi touch the faint hair that was playing with the salty in his arms. "Princess, just sit at ease, don't look, don't listen, don't ask, and don't know."

Pan Ranmu wanted to say something else. Seeing that Wuxi closed his eyes and didn't want to talk anymore, he closed his mouth and wanted to see what was going on outside, but he thought of Wuxi's words, so he gave up.

The bodyguards outside fell down one by one. Suddenly, the top of the sedan chair was split by a knife. Chu Zhaoran huddled in the corner of the carriage sedan chair in fear, while Leng Ye just looked at it solemnly and did not say a word. When the bodyguard was about to be extinguished, Leng Ye's hermit appeared. I really don't know if it was intentional, looking at the hermit and Shuo. The fight of the black moon is no different. Leng Ye, who doesn't know martial arts, is different from Chu Zhaoran, who also doesn't know martial arts. Leng Ye looked at their fight calmly. At this time, the black man Yi Shuoyue rushed this side while the two sides were fighting. Just when the sword was about to stab Chu Zhaoran, who closed his eyes in fear, he suddenly fell down. . Perhaps only Pan Ranmu in the car knows what happened.

Leng Ye and Chu Zhaoran, who opened his eyes in fear, looked at the dead man in black together and saw a red and silver needle in his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Leng Ye and Chu Zhaoran looked at each other in con's sight.

The black man Shuoyue didn't know who first saw the man lying on the ground and was stabbed to death by a red belt and silver needle, so he took the lead with a "retreat!" In an instant, all the people in black disappeared, and even the dead black man disappeared.

"Don't chase."

"Yes!" When the hermit heard Leng Ye's words, he respectfully disappeared.

Seeing that the guards had disappeared, Chu Zhaoran got out of the carriage, walked to the second carriage, pulled up the carriage curtain, and saw Wen'er's tears on her face. As soon as she saw Chu Zhaoran, she got out of the carriage and threw herself into Chu Zhaoran's arms, "Your Highness... I was scared to death!" With that, I burst into tears.

"Don't be afraid, isn't it all right? If you are pregnant with a child, don't move.

Wen Er suppressed the panic in her heart, "Uh-huh! Your Highness, you must send someone to catch these people in black and destroy their nine clans. He whined and cried.

Chu Zhaoran hugged the frightened Wen'er and didn't say a word about who saved him just now? Why did the black man Shuoyue retreat in fear when he saw the red belt and silver needle?

And Wu Xi, Pan Ranmu and others also came down from the carriage. With so many bodyguards, there were less than 15 left at once.

Wow... so much is dead? Pan Ranmu looked at Wuqi beside him in astonishment, "Where's the person you stabbed?"

He walked to Leng Ye without answering, "Your Highness, are you all right!"

Seeing that there was no attack, Leng Ye shook his head with a smile, "It's okay! Just now, I don't know who stabbed the man in black with a red belt and silver needle, and all the people in black retreated.

Wen'er, who was still crying, heard the red belt silver needle, "Red belt silver needle?"

Chu Zhaoran asked Wen'er in his arms doubtfully, "Does Wen'er know who he is?"

Hearing this, Wen'er wiped her tears, "I don't know. But I heard it when I was drunk in the Red Mansion. The red belt and silver needles pierced the eyebrows! That is the order of the lord of the Shuoyue black organization. If it is the black man who stabbed, it means to retreat. If the person who is going to kill Shuoyue, if he doesn't kill all, he will see him back with his head.

After listening to Wen Er's words, Pan Ranmu stared at Wuxi with wide eyes and a calm face. He wanted to ask, but he was gently shaken his head and closed his mouth.

This action failed to escape Leng Ye's eyes, but Leng Ye did not ask. Is she the head of the Shuoyue black organization? It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's go to the Tianfo Temple before dark!"

Chu Zhaoran nodded and agreed with Leng Ye's words. There are so few bodyguards now, just a carriage! I don't want the rest!"

So everyone sat in the first carriage together, and more than a dozen bodyguards protected them and continued to travel.

When Chu Zhaochen, who was in Chenwang Mansion, heard the return of the black man Shuoyue, he couldn't help but be stunned, "How can I see your cousin?"

"The red belt silver needle can't be fake. There are not many people who can pierce the eyebrows of the black man of Shuoyue with one needle."

"Are you sure that needle is your moon?"

"My subordinates have identified it. It is a unique silver needle of Shuoyue."

Chu Zhaochen said left and right with an angry face, "Who on earth dares to ruin my great things?"

"Maybe it's the left master who has been hidden."

"Left Master?" Chu Zhaochen looked at the leader of Shuoyue who was kneeling on the ground doubtfully and said respectfully, "This Zuotang master is the next leader of the black organization of Shuoyue. But it has always been hidden. No one has seen him. All he knows is that he is wrapped in black at every meeting, and even speaks in a belly voice, which makes people can't tell whether he is a man or a woman.

Chu Zhaochen fell into deep thinking with a solemn face. Who is this Zuotang master? Why do you help him so much?

Chapter 44 *End