Chapter 1192 Don't be afraid

He took it for granted, and compared the friendship between Ying Yu and Wen Qing'er with the friendship between him and Song Yulan.

Thinking of Song Yulan's jealous nature, the woman next to him is also like this.

At this time, Qi Jingyuan suddenly thought of the scene where Ying Yu was carrying two big boxes of treasures, blushing and begging his mother and concubine to give them to Wen Qinger.

I also thought of how Ying Yu was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night when he got married.

She also thought of Wen Qing'er donating all her dowry to Ying's army.

They are the real couple who support each other, while he, Qi Jingyuan and Song Yulan, are nothing more than the result of the exchange of interests, thinking that the slightest attraction is love.

Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous.

Even knowing that Song Yulan had betrayed him, when he beat Song Yulan to death, he didn't feel sad at all.

Thinking about it, if it were Ying Yu and Wen Qing'er who came here, Ying Yu would be devastated, but he would not be willing to hurt Wen Qing'er at all.

He and Ying Yu are done.

Even if he still has the blood of the Yongweihou family, from now on, Ying Yu will definitely not treat him unreservedly and treat him as an elder brother.

When Qi Jingyuan came back to his senses again, Ying Yu had already walked to the middle of the hall by himself, Shi Yuan Shi Shan and others behind him were already ready to go, as long as they could see a slight flaw in Prime Minister Xiao and the third prince, they would rush straight As far as my son is concerned, I can protect my father and wife well.

"Come on, I'll change with Wen Qing'er. I've been seriously injured, and I can't even swing an arrow now. Wen Qing'er is inconvenient and heavy now. I'm better than Wen Qing'er."

Ying Yu walked forward step by step, taking off his shirt while walking, revealing the bandage with blood oozing inside, this injury was too serious, Ying Yu did not move or exert much force along the way, the cloth on the wound was soaked early, it was Even the coat was stained with dark red blood.

"If you hurt her a little more, everyone will die. Even if this Marquis is dead, I will kill you all. Now I am giving you a chance, a chance to survive."

"If you threaten me, I may still order someone to prepare horses and carts for you, and let you go for two miles first. If you insist on going your own way, don't blame me for dying."

Ying Yu looked at Wen Qing'er's pale face, with a smile and satisfaction on her face: "That's fine, the three of us are reunited, and we will never be separated again."

"Qingqing, are you afraid?" When she asked Wen Qing'er, Ying Yu was never softer than now, with a slightly shy smile on her face as if she just met her, full of love intention and longing.

Wen Qing'er looked at Ying Yu, and a surge of courage came out of nowhere in her heart. She was really tired. She was able to conceive the child of the master and walk with the master. She had never been in vain in her life.

Wen Qing'er also smiled: "As long as you are with Master, you can let Qingqing go anywhere, Qingqing is not afraid at all."

Now Ying Yu is less than two zhang away from Prime Minister Xiao and Wen Qing'er, and he can embrace Wen Qing'er in his arms with a single pounce.

But he didn't dare to act rashly, behind him was the third prince's sword resting on Wen Qing'er's shoulder, and now he was probably nervous, his hands were shaking so badly that he cut the cloth on Wen Qing'er's shoulder a little.

Prime Minister Xiao and the third prince were the ones who didn't dare to make any changes. Even though they had already seen that Ying Yu was at the end of their bow, they were still intimidated by Ying Yu's aura, this person Ying Yu.

(End of this chapter)

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