Chapter 329

"Daddy, who are they?"

After the carriage was started again, Ling Wen looked at his father, whose face was obviously bad. Since he came to the capital, he had noticed that his father attached great importance to their safety. In other words, they may have been in danger all the time. Before that, they didn't feel much about it. After this battle, they finally had a practical concept.

"Damn it."

Take a look at his son, Ling Jingxuan said coldly. Most people may hide such things from their children, but he won't. If they don't really realize the crisis they are in, how can they be prepared at any time? Little buns are precocious and sensible. He doesn't intend to hide anything from them, whether it was before, now or after.

"Well," Ling Wen didn't ask any more questions. After nodding, he reached out and hugged his brother and iron child. Xiaotuan Zi was taken to the back carriage by the nurse and the Dragon Zhang family. Now there are only three brothers in the carriage, together with Yan Xiaoming and Yan Shengrui Ling Jingxuan.

"Uncle Ling, do you have a clue about the identity of these people?" Seeing Yan Shengrui holding Ling Jingxuan's hand and not talking, Yan Xiaoming frowned and said, "God knows how afraid he is that something really happened to them. This kind of thing can never happen for a second time.".

"Ha ha Xiao Qi, do you think I am a God? How can I know who they are when they are all dead? " Looking up at the nervous and indignant children, Ling Jingxuan's cold eyes gradually faded, and a warm smile crept up his lips. Although he did not know their identity, he was capable of organizing such a large assassination operation, keeping so many dead men in captivity, and demanding his life. Looking around the capital, he could not find a few. One day, he would find out one by one Why don't you try to pry open the mouths of the dead, but kill them mercilessly? Tomorrow is the birthday of the children. He doesn't have the time to play with them slowly.

“？？ Uncle Ling is God in my heart, the most gentle God. "

It seems that he doesn't want to continue this topic. Thinking that tomorrow is the birthday of his brothers, Yan Xiaoming has to give up. He just closes his eyes and murmurs. Others may not understand what he is talking about, but Yan Shengrui can't help but feel a little satisfied with his strict eyes. He holds Ling Jingxuan's hand tightly.

"How did you get here? Everything in the barracks has been arranged? "

Feeling the strength from his hand, Ling Jingxuan turns his head and looks at him. He has been busy with the affairs of the military camp these days. He comes back late every day and leaves early in the morning. He doesn't have a good rest. If the travel plan had not been decided, the children would have been looking forward to it. I'm afraid that he would have changed his schedule. Yan Shengrui loves him everywhere. Why does he not?

"The camp is not far away from here. I see the signal from the wing. Don't get off the bus reluctantly in the future. Just give it to the wing. If Xue Wuyang is here today, you can't get shot? Promise me not to do such a dangerous thing again. "

He had already heard from the secretary about the specific situation. God knows how hard he is to blame himself. He knew that he should be with them anyway.

"Ha ha I believe in the ability of Yan Si. Even if there is no Wuyang, he will block those arrows. You know, I am not a person who is used to waiting for others to protect me. I want to fight. I want to protect the children. I will be fine. "

Ling Jingxuan knows his worries, but he can't promise him. He doesn't want to wait for others to protect him. From the past life to this life, he has the ability to protect himself. He is not a flower in the greenhouse that needs to be cared for everywhere.

Yan Shengrui didn't speak any more. He just raised his hand to attach his hand. His deep dark eyes looked at him calmly. The children were used to their love behavior from time to time. They didn't look at him curiously. Ling Wen held the bun and did not know when he was leaning towards Yan Xiaoming. The latter held out his hand and gently held him. This did not scare them, but made them feel alert I'm afraid.

"Are you hurt?" In the carriage of the third Huajun palace, Sikong Jue, who was holding the child, didn't want to take care of Yan Xiaohua, but his sight inadvertently swept his bloody arm. His blue eyes couldn't help shrinking. His hands were faster than his sense, and he stretched out his concern without thinking about it.

"It's OK. It's just a scratch. It's ok if you and the child are OK."

Yan Xiaohua chuckled carelessly and tore off his left sleeve. A small wound at least 10 cm long suddenly appeared. Sikongjue subconsciously exclaimed. He put down the child and sat down to hold his arm: "it's OK. It's such a long wound"

the voice is hard to hide. Yan Xiaohua's injury is more painful than his own injury, Love him for a long time beyond anything, even if their relationship is still in deadlock, but also can not stop his heartache.

"It's all right. It's nothing to hurt."

Seeing that his daughter-in-law still cares about himself, Yan Xiaohua's heart seems to be floating up, and his tone seems to return to the gentleness of the new marriage period. At that time, they attracted each other, and their music and music were harmonious?? If it wasn't for his sudden behavior of leaving home and Xue Wuyang's appearance, would he be foolishly forcing him away?

"Me?? I'll wrap it up for you and let Jingxuan help you to have a look at it when I'm in Chuang Tzu. "At the moment when he lifted his eyes, he could not avoid touching his gentle gaze. Sikong Jue blushed, lowered his head, tore off a piece of the bottom of his clothes, and wrapped the wound of his arm carefully. Yan Xiaohua could not help but reach out to hook up his chin and lean over to kiss him.

"Take a rest first. Chuang Tzu will be here soon."

Just when their lips were less than one centimeter away from each other, Sikong Jue blushed away. Perhaps he had not been intimate for a long time, or he still had pimples in his heart. At this moment, he was not willing to accept his kiss. Yan Xiaohua, who was rejected, could not hide his disappointment and looked at his daughter-in-law sitting opposite him with the child in his arms. Could they not go back?

Questioning is only a second. In the blink of an eye, the unique peach blossom eyes of Yan's family bloom with firm light. No, he won't allow it. Sikongjue will always be the princess of Yan Xiaohua's county. In the future, he won't worry about any bullshit agreement or think about those messy things. He wants to win his heart again. This time, he will chase him.

Yan Shengrui's Chuang Tzu is very big. It was given to him by the late emperor when he was still alive. There were several families guarding the Chuang Tzu. In addition to 300 mu of good farmland, there were 200 mu of land, and two mountains in front and back. In addition to the Sanjin courtyard of the main courtyard, there were also ear rooms and lower rooms. When Ling Jingxuan arrived, Ling Jinghan, Yuan Shaoqi and Ling Chenggui has already been waiting outside Zhuangzi.

"Big brother, what happened?"

Seeing that many people in their ranks were injured, Ling Jinghan, who was riding lightly, rushed to the elder brother who was getting on and off the carriage. He looked them up and down with his eyes and made sure that neither he nor the children were hurt. However, seeing the wounded soldiers, his face was not good-looking.

"Nothing. Go in and talk about it."

Give him a look, Ling Jingxuan turned around and held the children down. He looked up at Chuang Tzu in front of him. His face showed a little satisfaction and relaxation.

"Second uncle, I miss you so much."

Xiao baozi broke away from Yan Xiaoming's hand and rushed to embrace Ling Jinghan. His small face was filled with a bright smile. Then Ling Wen, Yan Xiaoming and iron Wanzi also said in unison: "second uncle."

They haven't seen him since he moved out. Goodbye at this time. Everyone's face is full of happiness and excitement.

"Ha ha The second uncle misses you very much. Let's go into Chuang Tzu and talk slowly

Bending down to pick up the bun, Ling Jinghan temporarily put aside his doubts and beckoned them to keep up with his eldest brother. The Imperial College of the Imperial College said that it was actually an aristocratic college run by the state. Most of the students who studied in it were the legitimate sons of all the big families. Only those who were particularly outstanding and had bad luck could enter the college. He and his colleagues could enter the college When Ling Chenggui first went to school, he could not help being bullied. However, he is not a sick boy who can't lift his hand and shoulder before. Under his several efforts, those young and old men dare not bully him any more. More than a month later, although he did not integrate into them, at least he got their approval. Generally speaking, on the day of the Imperial College of the Communist Party of China, Ling Chenggui did not dare to bully him any more My son is just a bit of a makeover. As early as ten days ago, he had been thinking about the birthdays of his two little nephews. Before he contacted him first, his elder brother sent someone to inform him. He immediately asked for leave from the Imperial College. He came with Yuan Shaoqi and Ling Chenggui early this morning.

"What? All dead? " At the same time, the masked man who is still waiting for the good news of his subordinates in the teahouse fiercely crushed the teacup in his hand, and his eyes suddenly glared out, how could it be? How could that farmer have the ability to kill all his dead men? "It is said that the seventh Prince and Prince Sheng arrived at the same time."

Except Ling Jingxuan and others, no one knew the specific situation. When they arrived, the captors were cleaning up and searching there. They did not dare to rush close. The only thing they knew was that the 200 dead men sent out were completely destroyed.

"Damn it, it must be Yan Shengrui!"

The man subconsciously ignored Ling Jingxuan and Yan Xiaoming, and chewed Yan Shengrui's name with hatred. In their hearts, Ling Jingxuan was a farmer, while Yan Xiaoming was just a little fart child. How could he kill all his dead men? Yan Shengrui is the only one who has this ability.

The two people kneeling on the ground looked at each other and swallowed again when they got to their mouths. Although they didn't know the specific situation, some of their people died of highly toxic drugs. Prince Sheng was highly skilled in martial arts. Should he not use poison? However, the men in front of them are going to run wild. They dare not say it. Maybe Prince Sheng did it? Palace, imperial study.

"Pa!"

The brush that the emperor was reading the memorial fell unconsciously on the memorial. His big eyes gradually accumulated anger, and slowly turned to the capital Fu Yin kneeling on the ground: "what do you say? Is Shengqin Princess attacked outside the city

His tone is a little unstable, with Lao Jiu's love for the princess, if something happens to him or his children?? Yan Shengzhi only felt a headache. What the hell is going on? Didn't they go to Chuang Tzu to celebrate the children's birthday? How come the incident of being attacked again? When nine comes back?? No, we can't wait. We have to find out who is in charge before he comes back.