Chapter 419
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She saw that her wrist was red and bruised. She could imagine how much strength Shen Yueqing used to hold her just now.
Thinking of this, she was secretly surprised. How could she lose her composure to such an extent?
"Does Imperial Consort like His Majesty? That's why you … "" No. "
Shen Yueji interrupted her decisively. She was sure that even if she lost her composure because of Feng Jiuqing, it was not because she liked him. It was because she knew what she was thinking just now.
Li Yingying protected her wrist.
His Majesty was a rare handsome man. He treated people gently and elegantly. When he talked to people, he looked into her eyes. It did not make people feel that he looked down on her at all.
Li Yingying had to admit that she was indeed moved. Even when the horse went out of control just now, it was not because she was afraid, but because it was subconscious.
But she did all this according to Shen Yueji's instructions. Didn't Shen Yueji bring her to the palace to seduce the Emperor?
Although Li Yingying did not understand why Shen Yueji lost her composure just now, she had a woman's intuition that it was because of the Emperor.
When she raised her head and looked at Shen Yueji again, she found that Shen Yueji's eyes were not on her at all.
She did not know when, but she had already lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside.
Countless black-clothed men descended from the sky, covering the sky and surrounding the carriage.
Feng Jiuqing was surrounded by the men in black, and behind him were the secret guards in brocade clothes she brought.
Qiu Yang faced four or five men in black, but he was not at a disadvantage at all.
But as time went by, his strength was consumed and he was wounded in several places.
Since her previous life, Shen Yueji rarely saw Feng Jiuqing show his martial arts in front of so many people.
He alone could deal with more than ten black-clothed men, and he was not inferior at all.
Dressed in a white robe, he was as elegant as an immortal. When he was fighting with the black-clothed man, his moves were swift and elegant like the wind. Before the black-clothed man could react, his palm wind was like lightning, quickly ending the black-clothed man's life.
The way out of the Broken Intestine Cliff was blocked. At this moment, they were on the highest slope of the Broken Intestine Cliff. The appearance of the black-robed men was like an endless river, coming wave after wave. When the black-robed men were all killed, many more black-robed men appeared out of nowhere.
The group of men in black that Feng Jiuqing brought hiding in the dark had already been injured.
Just at this moment —
Shen Yueji saw a black-robed man sneaking up on Feng Jiuqing, who was focused on fighting against the black-robed man. As for the man, it was unclear whether he had noticed it or not. The scene before her eyes overlapped and overlapped with the scene from her past life. Shen Yueji could even see herself from her past life through the scene before her eyes.
When the sword was about to stab Feng Jiuqing, she shouted desperately to remind the man to be careful. Even she, who had no abdominal muscles, couldn't help but jump down from the carriage to stand in front of him and take the sword for him.
This time — —
It was as if the gods were at work.
Shen Yueji did not say anything. Halfway through, when Li Yingying was about to say something, she did not forget to grab her arm and cover her mouth with one hand, so that she could not speak.
As Shen Yueji expected, the man's snow-white robe was pierced by the sword and his left arm was injured. Blood immediately flowed from his left shoulder.
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