The sharp arrows came one after another, and Yan Fuguang immediately realized that these were all aimed at him alone.
Jiang Feng also noticed this. He covered Yan Fuguang's side and scolded: "Who sent you!"
Whoosh whoosh——
As soon as the arrow rain stopped, a group of masked men rushed up.
Yan Fuguang quickly drew out his saber.
The blade shone coldly in the sunlight and was quickly stained with blood.
A particularly silent war began, with masked men threatening to take Yan Fuguang's life regardless of life or death.
The injury to his left arm limited Yan Fuguang, and the masked men unknowingly found a weakness, and one after another attacked from his left.
The more he fought, the more he realized something was wrong. Jiang Feng looked at Yan Fuguang and saw the masked man behind him raising his knife.
"My lord, be careful——!"
Jiang Feng had no time to deal with the man, so he had to push Yan Fuguang away with all his strength.
——But the knife hit him in the back.
Yan Fuguang's pupils shrank, and infinite anger arose in his heart. He swung his sword faster and faster, and more and more blood stains were stained on the knife.
Finally, all the masked men were chopped down to the ground.
Yan Fuguang took the lead to check on Jiang Feng's condition.
The military doctor concentrated on diagnosing the pulse, but the conclusion he came to was not very good: "The knife is poisonous. If Commander Jiang cannot detoxify it in time, I'm afraid..."
Yan Fuguang ordered: "Then detoxify!"
The military doctor trembled: "This poison is not common, sir..."
Yan Fuguang immediately decided: "Speed up the return trip!"
He asked a group of people to hurry up and send Jiang Feng back to Beijing, and he led the army to march quickly.
Liang Fei was thoughtful and asked: "My lord, don't you think something is strange?"
Yan Fuguang glanced at him and said, "You're coming for me."
Not only that, he could also roughly guess who was behind the scenes.
Liang Fei touched the tip of his nose angrily: "Are you willing? Commander Jiang's injury is very serious. If this happens to you..."
Yan Fuguang tightened the reins with his right hand, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Indeed, the play is a good one, and I have to cooperate well."
Liang Fei didn't know why: "...Huh?" Why did he sound so confused?
"Go, follow up and escort Jiang Feng back to the palace. You must arrive as quickly as possible."
Liang Fei took a breath and lured the snake out of the hole, right? He saw it.
"Yes! I obey my orders!"
**
In the palace, everyone was excited.
Ning Huayue rarely smiled sincerely: "The prince is coming back soon. According to the route, he can return to Beijing in another ten days."
Ji Mingzhu was not in a hurry to talk to Ning Huayue. She said, "I don't know how good the prince is. The conditions on the battlefield are difficult. The prince must have suffered a lot."
Chen Qingzi said nothing, but real expectations could be seen in her eyes.
Lu Qing couldn't describe her feelings. She was accompanied by Brother Lan. If she wasn't living in the palace, someone would remind her every day that Yan Fuguang was the master here, otherwise she wouldn't think of him most of the time.
When she didn't think of him, Lu Qing would not remember that she had to rely on this man's favor to survive, nor would she recall the embarrassment of the past.
During the few months of separation, Lu Qing actually got some time to breathe that truly belonged to her at some point.
She hid in a deserted corner, abandoned all her heavy identities, and just wanted to be Lan Geer's mother.
But the reality told her that all of these were intertwined and she could no longer escape.
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that she was in a daze, Qu Dong'er called her twice without answering, and simply pushed her.
Lu Qing came to her senses and shook her head: "I didn't sleep well last night."
Qu Donger suppressed his excitement and whispered: "Did you hear, the prince is coming back!"
Lu Qing answered naturally: "Do you want to see the prince?" It was obvious that she was not used to Qu Dong'er's brain circuit.
Qu Donger felt embarrassed and said truthfully: "I have had enough of these few months. If this continues, I can be a nun and eat fast and chant Buddha's name every day."
Lu Qing smiled helplessly: "It will be good if the prince comes back."
Qu Donger was looking forward to it.
Seven days later, people from the palace saw Liang Fei hurriedly running into the palace. Several people in front carried a stretcher and went straight to Hemingyuan. He quickened his pace and chased after him.
It’s over! The prince is injured, and probably very seriously!
When the women in the backyard heard the news, their knees almost weakened.
The same goes for Lu Qing. Her mind is in a mess. All she thinks about is: Nothing will happen to the prince. I thought wrong a few days ago. He is still very important. I want him to come back safely. Brother Lan is still so young. , you can’t live without your father, you can’t live without a backer...
Everyone came to Hemingyuan by chance, but Grandma Zhong and Fang Jinbao blocked the door and refused to let in.
For the first time, Ning Huayue was rude to the two old men in the palace. She said angrily: "I am the princess, and the prince is injured. Why don't you let me go in to visit! If you don't know the prince's condition, how can you let us feel at ease?!"
Aunt Zhong was very firm: "We have already invited the imperial doctor, and the princess doesn't know how to treat her. You'd better ask her back."
Those words made people feel unhappy, and Ning Huayue said reluctantly: "Get out of the way!"
Aunt Zhong remained motionless: "What does the prince mean?"
Reluctantly, Ning Huayue gave in. She knew that Yan Fuguang didn't want to see her, but she didn't expect that it was still the same at this time.
Lu Qing stood helplessly outside the crowd for a while, but was persuaded to leave by Granny Zhong's firm attitude.
She moved her steps, wanting to leave.
But Aunt Zhong stopped her: "Concubine Wei, come with me, the prince wants to see you."
For a moment, countless jealous eyes stared at Lu Qing.
She pretended not to notice and followed Aunt Zhong into Hemingyuan.
Lu Qing knew the layout of Hemingyuan very well. She raised her feet to go to the bedroom, but she didn't expect that Aunt Zhong tugged on her sleeve and took her to another room that was not commonly used.
The smell of medicine in the room was very strong, and Lu Qing's heart ached.
"Concubine Wei."
Liang Fei suddenly spoke up, startling Lu Qing.
"Your Majesty..."
She opened her mouth to ask about Yan Fuguang's situation, but Liang Fei interrupted her with a gesture and motioned for her to go to the bed and take a look.
Lu Qing took a few steps forward with some confusion.
She blinked, trying to find any trace of resemblance to Yan Fuguang on that unfamiliar face.
Liang Fei was stunned. How come Concubine Wei couldn't even recognize the prince? After looking at it for so long, haven’t you realized that it’s not the prince at all?
"That..." Otherwise, let's just say it directly. If the prince finds out later, it might hurt his self-esteem.
"Where is the prince? Are you okay?"
"The prince is fine, just..." Liang Fei hesitated to say what happened.
Lu Qing understood Yan Fuguang's thoughts without him having to say anything.
She nodded and said softly: "I will cooperate."
The stone hanging in Liang Fei's heart finally fell. He just said that it made sense for the prince to specifically tell him to inform Concubine Wei in advance.
Lu Qing finally came out of Hemingyuan crying, choked with sobs and grief all the way to the point where she couldn't extricate herself.
——The news that King Yan Fuguang of Jin was poisoned spread like wildfire.
