Before the ministers such as Gu Taiwei and others recovered, Lu Wenqing took other actions.

After Chunjin woke up, Chu Yu ordered the person to be sent out of the palace and healed in the undemolished temple.

The ones sent around me were also old nannies in the palace.

Chunjin lay in the couch, supporting her weak body and trying to stick out of the bed. Her longing but unwilling eyes stared at the slanted white light and half-open window.

Return to the palace.

She wants to go back to the palace.

It's hard to get to this point, and it's impossible to lose all your efforts.

"Miss Chunjin."

An old lady with a wrinkled face walked in and saw her trying hard to crawl into her weak body, and smiled loudly, making her feel a little terrifying.

When Chun Jin saw this old lady, she shouted in anger and weak voice: "Help me get up, I want to see the emperor."

"It was the emperor who appointed an old slave to come out of the palace to serve Miss Chunjin," the old lady came up without any mercy and lifted her hand into the bed, twisting half of her body that was poking out of the edge of the bed, and twisting her head in pain.

"Miss Chunjin is also very obedient. If she recovers from her injuries, the emperor will naturally summon him when he wants to see you."

"You old Yu Po dare to treat the Northern Tang priest like this, but you don't want to live anymore," Chunjin was thrown into tears, her eyes were pale and colorless, and her lips were chapped.

When the old lady heard her threatening words, she smiled even more coldly, "It's also Miss Chunjin's blessing. The emperor did not give orders to let us old Yumo take your life."

"You dare!"

Chun Jin was seriously injured and had to lie on the couch and couldn't move. He heard others' threatening words, and his anger was so angry that he trembled all over.

The old lady sneered, reached out and twisted her wound.

"ah!"

Chunjin screamed in a cold air!

The old lady twisted her hands twice again, and did not stop until she saw the blood.

Chunjin's pale and bloodless lips kept shaking, and her body was trembling in pain.

The priest candidate who was so arrogant in the temple that day ended in such a situation of being bullied at will, which was so miserable.

Chunjin's unwilling anger and resentment were all gathered in her eyes.

The angrily eyes that were seeping tears were staring at the old lady gloomy.

After all, Chun Jin is the person who does those things. When the old lady thinks of this woman's power, she is also suddenly shocked by this look.

"You still dare to stare! You can't pinch you to death..."

The old lady, who was angry and embarrassed, reached out and wanted to twist a few blood holes on her body, and then she heard the sound of Chun Jinyin's test, "You are not afraid, I will curse you..."

The old lady's hand suddenly stopped in the air, her face as white as paper.

Yes.

The weak woman lying on the couch in front of me had such mysterious skills.

Thinking of the treatment just now, the old lady's face turned pale.

He was stiff and stopped moving for a moment.

Chunjin sneered, "If you take care of me now, I will reward you with a blessing in the future..."

"Miss Chunjin's tone," outside the house, a middle-aged woman walked in with a cold smile and said disdainfully to the old lady: "Mum does not have to listen to her nonsense. Even the Duanmu priest did not dare to say such words easily. Who is she? She dares to compare with the Duanmu priest. That is, Chunjin, who introduced the Duanmu priest to that palace that night."

The middle-aged woman's face was covered with sarcasm, and her eyes were coldly looking at Chunjin who could not move on the couch.

The old lady was shocked when she heard this. How could she say such words easily? Don’t you know that the Duanmu clan is a taboo in the Northern Tang Dynasty now?

She's desperate!

The middle-aged woman looked at the old maid's reaction and still sneered, "Why should maid look at me like this? Am I wrong?"

The old lady came to her senses and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Today I can also make Miss Chunjin know that the Duanmu priest had kindness to me that day. Now I feel so happy when I see Miss Chunjin who harmed the Duanmu priest lying here."

Chun Jin was about to laugh and asked the old lady to go to the emperor to sue. Suddenly, she saw a powerful weapon hidden in the middle-aged woman's hand. The cold light made Chun Jin's pale face look even more pale and ugly, and her cold eyes were stained with fear. She shouted angrily at the old lady: "Stop her quickly, she wants to kill me..."

The middle-aged woman's eyes flashed with murderous intent, she took out the killing weapon in her hand and rushed towards Chunjin.

The old lady was secretly shocked and remembered that the emperor did not explain to kill Chunjin, and only let him come out to recuperate.

Chunjin was a person valued by the emperor. He didn't dare to be careless. He raised his fat hand and blocked the sharp weapon in the middle-aged woman's hands.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound.

The sharp blade in the middle-aged woman's hand hit the door.

During the battle, the middle-aged woman and the old nanny turned to look at the door at the same time.

The sharp blades that the two of them were fighting for were lying in front of a pair of official shoes, looking up along the pair of cold boots, suddenly facing Lu Wenqing's dark eyes, which scared them to death.

Plop!

The two knelt down on the spot, trembling.

The middle-aged woman regretted even more. She must have heard what she said just now.

Lu Wenqing slowly bent down his thin waist, picked up the sharp blade on the ground with his slender and powerful hands, and gently played with it in his hand.

The gentle and slow movements make people feel even colder.

"Master Lu, the civilian woman..."

The middle-aged woman wanted to explain that Lu Wenqing had already passed her kneeling body and stood at Chunjin who was trying to climb down again.

Chunjin, who hung half of her body on the edge of the bed, reached out to grab Lu Wenqing's official robe, but she failed to touch her several times.

"Mr. Lu... killed the rebel woman for me. She was the same as Duanmu evil party, and killed her."

"Swoosh!"

The wind sounded, and the rustling blade flew out from his light movements.

Chun Jin was overjoyed and laughed silently on the corner of his mouth, but before the smile could be over, he suddenly stopped.

He widened his eyes and watched the old nanny sent from the palace fall into a pool of blood, his face being replaced by fear.

"Master Lu...you, what are you doing? The old lady is the old man sent to take care of my daily life in the palace. What is your intention to kill someone like this?"

The middle-aged woman was also shocked by the old guy who was lying in a pool of blood beside her. She stiffened her body and did not dare to move. Her neck was chilly, as if her neck would be separated the next moment, and she didn't dare to breathe evenly.

Lu Wenqing looked at Chunjin struggling on the bed with cold eyes, raised his hand, gently and rudely lifted the person up, letting her lean against the bed railing.

Chunjin was scared to death by this.

His eyes wide open, he was alert to Lu Wenqing who was staring at him without saying a word.

What does he want to do!

The cold blade pressed against her sharp chin and raised her pale and bloodless pretty face.

The voice was as cold as ice slag seeped, "I am ordered to send Miss Chunjin."

Chunjin's black eyes widened, and her sharp voice shouted in the room, "Impossible, impossible... Emperor, I want to see the emperor. Whoever wants to kill me, can someone give it to Lord Lu, I can, no, I can give it to more..."

"A big mistake was made, and Miss Chunjin lost her priestly candidate. Northern Tang has a great land and wealth, so people will definitely be able to find someone to replace Miss Chunjin."

"Impossible, no one can sit in the priest's position except me, no one!" Chun Jin let out a clamor in his chest to tear the air.

She doesn't believe it.

I can't believe that Chu Yu abandoned her at this time.

Isn’t she an important piece in his hand?

This shouldn't be the case.

She can't just die.

It must be Lu Wenqing who spent public service and private affairs. Lu Wenqing was also in the same group as the Duanmu clan, and he was a traitor!

Chun Jin stared at Lu Wenqing with black eyes wide open, "It's you, right? Lord Lu is also standing on the Duanmu family, right? You betrayed the emperor!"

"Miss Chunjin is right."

The cold and ruthless words exploded into Chunjin's ears and buzzed.

She was stunned.

Did you guess correctly?

The air condensed because of these words, suppressing the rushing breath.

"Miss Chunjin brought people into the hall that night, and I should think of today's ending. I sent Miss Chunjin for a ride, and when I arrived underground, I greeted Duanmu Zunyue for my behalf."

"you……"

The light of the sharp blade shone coldly across her arm, and blood spurted.
To be continued...