Jia She has a red envelope group [Red Mansion]

Then there was the smell of burning vegetation, and smoke drifted over.

Wang Ziteng's expression changed drastically, "No, there is an ambush!"

Wang Ziteng knew that today's matter is not that simple, redeeming people is a cover, the real purpose of this group of people is to tear up votes, Wang Ziteng is a regret, he does not want to be Ping Xiye's scapegoat.

"Quick retreat!" Wang Ziteng yelled at the dark guard, and he hurriedly ran in the opposite direction.

Wang Ziqing instinctively hugged Wang Ziteng, and Wang Ziteng kicked Wang Ziqing fiercely, thinking, "Sangmen Xing!"

It's not so easy to run. Someone dug a big hole in the road ahead, and there was a faint fire in the distance, which seemed to be bigger than the fire behind.

Wang Ziteng made a decisive decision, turned around and ran back, so there might be a glimmer of life.

He asked the hidden guards to protect him, and burned them to death first.

"Master, there is too much smoke in front, you must protect your mouth and nose if you want to go there." Wang Ziteng's hidden guard said.

He passed without any precautions, and was choked to death before being burned to death.

"Where did the water come from??" The prince paused, looking at the thick smoke in front of him.

Life is the most important thing at this time, Wang Ziteng only hesitated for a moment, then took off his pants, then tore off his clothes and robe, and started to pee...

Urine is also water...

The hidden guards saw that this method was good, so they watched a group of people take off their pants and pee.

Wang Ziqing at the back froze, she looked down at herself...

"Brother, brother, give me some." Wang Ziqing went to Wang Ziteng.

At this time, what brothers and sisters are not brothers and sisters, this is not necessarily enough, Wang Ziteng found a hidden guard, and gave Wang Ziqing the cloth strip of the hidden guard.

The dark guard has been a little angry recently, seeing that the smell of the cloth strips is relatively strong.

"Brother, you can change Qing'er." Wang Ziqing looked at the cloth strip with disgust.

"Don't just piss yourself!" Wang Ziteng replied to Wang Ziqing angrily. When life is at stake, why are you so particular.

When Wang Ziteng said this, Wang Ziqing changed his face, and put away the cloth without saying anything.

After being locked up for so many days, Wang Ziqing didn't drink any water, where did he get it?

Everyone covered their mouths and noses with cloth strips, and rushed out one by one.

Wang Ziqing specially asked a hidden guard to hug him and charge him with light work, regardless of what men and women could not bear to kiss.

I rushed towards the sea of ​​flames in front of me with the feeling that I might die, but I didn't want to just rush over there, the smoke was heavy but the fire was not strong.

Wang Ziteng, who rushed over, looked at the little flame, a little stunned.

There was a smell of medicine in the smoky air. It turned out that the medicine field was on fire, not the woods.

Wang Ziteng threw the cloth on the ground hard, found a tree and started retching.

This operation is so fucking disgusting.

Wang Ziteng's vomit caused a domino effect, and some hidden guards vomited.

The prince vomited the loudest, and she felt that smell all over her body, it was so disgusting it was so disgusting.

"Who the hell are you!"

When Wang Ziteng and the others were vomiting happily, a row of people suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Who are you?" Wang Ziteng asked.

While speaking, Wang Ziteng retreated behind the hidden guard.

"You set fire to the medicine field." asked the leader masked man.

"It's just passing through here." Wang Ziteng said back, and Wang Ziteng vaguely felt that something was wrong.

The man looked at the burned medicine field, and the aura around him exuded a gloomy air.

"Let's go." Wang Ziteng said to the hidden guard, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.

As soon as Wang Ziteng spoke, the masked man stopped in front of Wang Ziteng. How could he let Wang Ziteng go now.

"What are you doing!" Wang Ziteng said.

"Young master burned the medicine field, how could he just leave like this." The man replied.

"If you want to take the blame, you have to keep your eyes open!" Wang Ziteng changed his tone, expressing the thoughts of the person in front of him.

The man squinted his eyes, he hated smart people the most.

"Detain them." The masked man ordered.

The martial arts of this group of people are much higher than that of Wang Ziteng with these scumbags around him. The fight took only a cup of tea, and Wang Ziteng's entire army was wiped out.

Both Wang Ziteng and Wang Ziqing were knocked out by this group of people.

"Sprinkle some dirt on them." The masked man said humanely to his subordinates.

#Start pretending to be the scene#

According to the masked man's order, Wang Ziteng's hands and feet, including his clothes, were sprinkled with medicinal ash.

Then it was packed into a sack and taken to nowhere.

At this time, Ping Xiye was still waiting for Wang Ziteng's news in the Pingning Palace.

Ping Xiye had already made the worst plan, if Wang Ziteng failed to save Wang Zi this time, he would absolutely kill Jia She and Qin Mo.

As for the grievances between her and Lin Daiyu, at worst, they will settle accounts together in the next life.

Ping Xiye believes that he has the body of a fairy bone, and he will be reincarnated in the next life. He will have divine power to help him, and he doesn't know where Ping Xiye got his confidence.

The screen turns back to Jia's mansion.

After recuperating for a day, Lin Hang's body recovered a little. After all, he is a scholar and lost so much blood, it will take some time for him to fully recover.

But Lin Hang couldn't afford to wait. He came to Beijing in such a hurry and had important things to do.

"Master Lin, where are you going?" Jia She came to care about his sister's father-in-law early in the morning.

"Mr. Jia En." Seeing Jia Amnesty, Lin Hang immediately stood up. When facing Jia Amnesty, Lin Hang was at a loss as if seeing his first love.

Mingming told himself many times before that this is his savior, and he should not have unreasonable thoughts, but feelings are beyond control. As long as he sees Jia Amnesty, Lin Hang feels that he is not himself.

"Master Lin, don't call me benefactor, I, I can't afford it." Jia She said, "If Master Lin doesn't feel offended, you can call me Jiadi." Jia Amnesty began to make friends with Lin Hang.

"Jiadi?" Lin Hang said.

Jia Shechen replied shamelessly, "Brother Lin."

Jia Amnesty planned to put himself and Lin Hang in the same generation, so that he could talk about Jia Min and Lin Ruhai's marriage.

Lin Hang's ears turned red when he called Brother Lin. If possible, Lin Hang would like to hear Jia She call himself, "Lin Lang."

Facing Jia Amnesty's face, Lin Hang fell into fantasy, and his ears became more and more red.

"What's the matter?" Jia Amnesty looked at Lin Hang who was about to become a red rabbit.

"Don't think I'm being rude." Jia Amnesty was a little nervous, "Or is it Master Lin's call?"

Jia Amnesty walked up to Lin Hang, "Master Lin, it was Jia who offended me just now." Jia Amnesty wanted to explain.

Lin Hang looked at the suddenly enlarged face of Jia She, and his heart beat violently.

#Innocent Master Lin#

I don't know if it's the blood rushing up, Lin Hang only felt a hot flow in the nasal cavity.

"Lord Lin, what, what's the matter." Jia Amnesty looked at Lin Hang who was bleeding profusely, and was taken aback. There happened to be gauze for changing dressings on the table, so Jia Amnesty quickly picked it up for Lin Hang.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Lin Hang held his nose and apologized.

What a shame.

"Let Miao Lang come here." Jia Amnesty said to the boy.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Lin Hang hurriedly replied, if he had a pulse diagnosis and found that his blood was surging, wouldn't he be ashamed and thrown to his grandma's house.

"It's better to have a look." Jia Amnesty looked worried.

"Jiadi, I'm really fine, I guess I got up a little bit more violently." Lin Hang said again.

"Are you all right?" Jia Amnesty looked at Lin Hang.

Lin Hang looked away guiltily, and nodded, "As long as you don't look at you, you'll be fine."

Seeing Lin Hang's insistence, Jia Amnesty didn't force him anymore. Anyway, he had to change the dressing at night, and waited for a pulse diagnosis at that time.

"Wait, Lin Hang seemed to call himself Jia Di just now?" Jia Amnesty reacted.

"Brother Lin, are you really all right?" Jia Amnesty asked tentatively, the point was not to ask if Lin Hang was okay, but the word "Brother Lin".

"It's okay, it's okay, the bleeding has stopped, which makes Jia Di worry." Lin Hang replied.

Hearing Jia Di's title again, Jia She was satisfied, he almost succeeded in this trick, hehehe.

"Lin is going out today and will come back later." Lin Hang said to Jia Amnesty.

"Okay, then I will arrange a carriage for Brother Lin. Brother Lin's handlebar injury may not be able to drive the carriage. Which of the servants that Brother Lin brought with him can drive?" Jia She asked.

Today's Jia She is a fine person, looking at Lin Hang's appearance, Jia She knows that he must have something important to do, or something that he doesn't want others to know.

So Jia Amnesty simply took advantage of the beauty of others and offered to let Lin Hang and his own people go.

"Thank you, Jiadi." Lin Hang nodded gratefully.

"Brother Lin, take a break here, I'll make arrangements." Jia She replied.

Jia Amnesty went out and asked someone to find a carriage, and let Lin Hang handle the rest.

Just after Lin Hang's matter was dealt with, Jia Amnesty received a post from An Yifeng.

Now Jia Amnesty belongs to Nanfeng Prince's faction, and he walks with An Yifeng and Xiao Li occasionally on weekdays, and of course Qin Mo is present every time.

"This?" Jia Amnesty looked at An Yifeng's post, and saw him at the same place, and probably wanted Su Wuchen to inquire about something.

Just as Jia She took a step, he saw Wu Ze standing in front of him, which startled Jia She.

"My lord, why is there blood on your clothes?" Wu Ze asked nervously.

Jia Amnesty looked down, "It's not my blood." It probably got it when Lin Hang wiped his nosebleed just now.

Wu Ze nodded. He was taken aback just now, thinking that Jia Amnesty was injured, and appeared in a hurry.

"Why are you here, but your master is busy?" Jia She asked.

"No, no." Wu Ze quickly shook his head, "This subordinate is just bored, come and have a look." Wu Ze said nonsense.

"Why, your master asked you to come." Jia Amnesty narrowed his eyes, looking like a fox.

"No, no, no." Wu Ze immediately denied.

Don't be too fake in denial.

"Don't report indiscriminately, or you and I will have nothing to eat." Jia Amnesty said to Wu Ze, his tone was half threatening.

Qin Mo is good at everything, but he is too jealous. Jia She has never met such a jealous person, which completely broke Qin Mo's image of aloof male god in his heart.

With Qin Mo around, Jia Amnesty didn't dare to smile at other people easily. He was not afraid of what Qin Mo would do to that person. Qin Mo was a very rational person, he was jealous if he was jealous, but he would never act recklessly.

But it's a different story in bed, Jia She experienced it once, that day he became addicted to chess, and killed a few games of chess with Xiao Li, he didn't want to go too far, and it was dark when he went back.

Qin Mo was very considerate waiting for Jia She at the door, and then Jia She didn't leave the room for two days...

"Your subordinate is not that kind of talkative woman." Wu Zeqian smiled, but felt very guilty in his heart, "What should I do, he has already reported to his master..."

Jia She gave Wu Ze a suspicious look, then patted his shoulder, "That's good."

With the same smile as Qin Mo, Wu Ze trembled. He felt like he was being watched by a fox.

#To be unlucky#

After chatting with Wu Ze, Jia Amnesty went back to his back room. He washed himself up and planned to meet An Yifeng, but Su Wuchen came here before the door was opened.

Where there is Su Wuchen, there must be gossip, so Jia Amnesty hurriedly let him in.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, who happened?" Jia She asked.

Su Wuchen looked at his master's sloppy face, and smiled helplessly...