But obviously, Yan Jun did not want to tell her why.
Yan Jun stretched out his hand and opened the curtain on the carriage, looking out, his vision was a little distant, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
Why go to pray this time?
...If you don't go, isn't that person's plan going to fail?
The corners of the youth's light-colored lips evoked a faint smile, which was a bit cold for no reason.
Fu Yue frowned almost invisibly, and still said nothing.
Well, since he doesn't want to say it, it's meaningless to ask more.
I am afraid that going to Chengtian Temple will not be peaceful.
***
as expected.
In the middle of the journey, Fu Yue and their motorcade were intercepted and killed by a group of masked men. The opponents were coming fiercely. They were unable to resist it for a while, and they were losing ground.
Fu Yue and Yan Jun were protected in the middle.
Fu Yue's face was a bit solemn, and the people who came to assassinate were dead men. As the name suggests, they did not stop dying. It seemed that some people were determined to want their lives.
"This time the princess is troubled."
Looking at the woman next to him, Yan Jun suddenly spoke.
Yes, the target of this group is obviously Yan Jun. For Fu Yue, they didn't mean to kill.
Soon it was a dead end.
They were forced to the edge of the cliff, and under the cliff was a hundred-foot cold pool, which was bottomless. In front is the vicious dead man, behind is the abyss, it seems inevitable to avoid.
The dead man approached step by step.
Suddenly, the leader spoke. It should have been a long time since he had spoken, his voice was a little hoarse.
"Xi and Princess, there is an order from my Patriarch, as long as you kill Prince Yuan Xian now, we can let you make a living."
This is really a very tempting proposal.
On one side is the husband who has no feelings at all within a few days of marriage, and on the other is his own life.
The choice seems obvious.
Fu Yue looked sideways at the young man beside her, and without surprise, she fell into the bottom of a pair of dark eyes.
Even in this situation, he still looks indifferent, even with a faint smile in his eyes.
"Won't the princess do it?"
He didn't think this Nanchu princess would make another choice.
After all, they are just nameless couples.
Fu Yue just glanced at him coldly.
"The prince is too worried, this palace is not so ignorant."
Yan Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming a little surprised, but he didn't say much.
next moment.
Seeing that he raised his slender fingers slightly, he didn't know where a group of secret guards emerged from them, killing all the dead men present without leaving one.
On the cliff, the breeze was blowing.
There seemed to be a smell of blood in the air.
Fu Yue's face was expressionless: "The prince is already in his chest? Did you just test me?"
Yan Jun smiled, "The princess is worried."
"Nothing is happening now, isn't everyone happy? Why bother with this princess."
He stretched out his hand and slightly patted the dust on his shoulders, his eyes swept across the corpse in front of him, without any fluctuations in his eyes.
Fu Yue continued to ask: "If I just made the opposite choice..."
Yan Jun answered the words at the right time: "Then there will probably be one more female corpse on the ground today... Princess Xi and Princess Xi died of assassination, and Jun's heart aches."
These words inevitably made a chill rise in the back.
The young man's eyebrows were gentle, indifferent and stunning, but the wind said such words lightly.
Fu Yue stared at him blankly.
"The prince is strategizing, Xi He admires."
With that, she also broke away from the hand that Yan Jun had held her.