After crossing, let yourself go

Han Jiu remained silent after listening to this. He poured a cup of scented tea and pushed it in front of Yan Beiming. So he called him Beiming, Beiming, Beiming. That woman hated him. "Has the emperor of Beiming seen you?"

Yan Beiming smiled, a cold smile, "Of course I have seen it, on the battlefield." His face turned pale at that time. They looked exactly like each other. How could he not be shocked?

"The sword is still sharp, the emperor still goes into battle personally." He must have heard some rumor and went there on purpose.

"He's afraid that my mother will talk to him in the middle of the night." Yan Beiming thought about the irony of the shock on the man's face when he saw him.

He also thought that although Emperor Yan had ignored him for so many years, he had survived from a small child to today. This was not easy. Even if his mother was forced to death by Emperor Yan, he did not hate that person.

A sharp sound of horse neighing broke the strange silence. Han Jiu frowned and rushed out of the carriage. Seeing the scene outside, he couldn't help but rush out. What the hell is this? An emperor's illegitimate son can make people go to war like this. Are those people too timid or too timid?

The martial arts of the people who came this time were obviously much higher than the previous ones. Most people would die if they encountered such a configuration, but they were unlucky to meet Han Jiu.

Han Jiu left Dayan with anger in her heart. Who would be willing to leave their home for no reason? Who doesn't know that their own home is good and comfortable to stay in? Who doesn't want to be with their only relative? She missed her second brother and wanted to stay by his side all the time, but she had no choice but to leave.

But even after leaving, the anger in her heart had never gone out. Unfortunately, she encountered several waves of killers along the way, which gave Han Jiu an outlet. She rushed out several times and killed wave after wave. The scene was extremely bloody.

Han Jiu's method of killing people is never fixed. She just wants to kill you, no matter whether your death is elegant or complete. Her only goal is one word: death.

When the accompanying guards encountered pursuit for the first time, everyone was very worried, after all, there were too few people following them.

Although Yan Beiming's guards were extraordinary in martial arts, they could not withstand the top masters who came to hunt them down. However, they found that all the people who came to hunt them down were killed before they could make a few moves.

There were only body parts scattered on the ground, and the bloody scene would scare even the timid ones to pee their pants. All this was caused by Han Jiu alone. This man's way of killing was simple and brutal. As long as he could kill you, it didn't matter if your brain burst or a bloody hole was punched in the chest, as long as you could die, it was fine.

At that time, Yan Beiming's guards were all stunned, thinking that they were in the Shura Hell. The man with an overly pale face, without a drop of blood on his face, stood in the middle holding a long knife, frowning, and looked very impatient.

They were frightened and finally understood why the prince would return to Beiming so blatantly with so few people. It was all because of the man named Han Jiu. This man was simply a devil. Fortunately, he was in cahoots with their prince.

Yan Beiming's guards did not move. Some of them stood beside Xiye, who did not know martial arts, and the military doctor.

The people standing next to Xiye were ordered by the prince. The prince said that Han Jiu attached great importance to the people around him, so they would protect the people around Han Jiu at all costs, no matter if they were men or women.

Song Ruochen has the ability to protect himself, so as long as they find danger, they will divide the work clearly and stay by Xiye's side, fearing that this man of Han Jiu will get hurt in the slightest. They don't want to anger that devil.

A group of people stood calmly aside and watched the fight. After a few breaths, Han Jiu came back easily, glanced at everyone, turned around and got on the carriage to continue on his way.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They knew what Han Jiu meant by scanning them with his eyes just now. He wanted to make sure whether his men, Xiye, Song Ruochen and his guard were injured.

After returning to the carriage, Han Jiu wiped her hands with a wet towel and leaned aside to sleep without saying a word. Yan Beiming did not disturb her as she continued to drink tea.

Beiming Country, Mu Jifan was slightly stunned when he heard the servant's words, "You said that all the people sent were killed? Was it by the same person?"

The person kneeling on the ground answered, "Yes, we sent a total of seven groups of people, and they all went out of the palace. The people we arranged to secretly protect the young master have never shown up." If he hadn't seen them with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

"There is such a person. When did that kid get such a person around him?" Interesting. Now, the good days of some people are over. Mu Jifan played with the ring on his hand with a smile on his face.

"Then, our people..." There's no need to protect them in secret anymore.

"Keep following me, it would be bad if something unexpected happens." I promised my mother to protect the little guy, but now I am really looking forward to it. Mu Jifan's smile became even wider.

The climate in Beiming City of Beiming Kingdom is similar to that in Dayan. Han Jiu stood in the snow with a miserable look on his face. Damn, it was too cold today.

Beiming country has seen its second snowfall of winter. Last night's heavy snow blocked the streets of Beiming and dyed them white. From afar, Han Jiu, wrapped in a thick cloak, looked at the three big words "Beiming City". Finally, they had arrived. Ah, Beiming City of Beiming country. This journey had not been easy.

Hearing bursts of coughing, Han Jiu ran to a carriage, and inside it lay Xiye. Xiye had been in poor health to begin with, and after traveling all the way and being in the freezing cold, he finally caught a cold. He reached out and touched his forehead, "Damn it, he's still having a fever. Just hang in there, we'll be there soon."

Xiye started to have a fever two days ago. Fortunately, the military doctors brought by Yan Beiming took care of Xiye and did not make her condition worse. However, the environment was harsh after all, and Xiye still coughed from time to time. "I'm fine. Master Jiu, you should also wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold."

"Don't worry, don't you know whether I have good physical strength or not?" Han Jiu tucked the corner of the quilt for him.

Xiye's already red face turned even redder, and she moved uncomfortably. Seeing that Xiye seemed uncomfortable, Han Jiu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No...no." Xiye's face turned even redder.

Looking at Xiye's flushed face, he touched his forehead again. The temperature did not rise again. Looking at his unnatural expression, Hanjiu suddenly felt happy. He leaned over and said softly, "What? Did you miss me?"

The sick Xiye was different from usual. He actually knew how to be reserved. Wasn't he always direct and unrestrained? Han Jiu smiled maliciously and kissed Xiye on the lips. "Be obedient, I'll wait for you to get well."

Xiye didn't bother Han Jiu anymore. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't bear to. He was sick and didn't want to infect Han Jiu, so he could only endure it.

"Third Young Master, we're here," the voice of Yan Beiming's guard came from outside the carriage.

Han Jiu reached out and carried Xiye out of the car. Everyone had already gotten used to Han Jiu's unrestrained behavior. No matter how unrestrained they were, this was nothing to them after all they had experienced.

One night they had to stop in a forest to rest. After settling everything, they were so tired that they just wanted to lie down and sleep early. At this moment, a voice came from Han Jiu's tent that made these grown men feel uncomfortable.

They endured it, thinking it would be over in a moment, but Song Ruochen, who was struck by lightning, was tormented for nearly an entire night before it stopped, forcing these men to travel with heavy loads the next day.

What's even more hateful is that a few days later there was another round of tossing and turning. Although it didn't last a whole night, it was so wild. The man Xiye screamed so ecstatically. How could these hot-blooded men stand this? Several of them had nosebleeds. They once thought that the man Han Jiu had given Xiye medicine, so he could scream so wildly.

In fact, they guessed correctly. Han Jiu did give Xiye medicine, and it was still the same kind that Young Master Liu gave her.