In the simple room of the temple, except for two rough wooden furniture and cloth bedding, there was almost nothing. Yao Ji held the wooden door with her back and heard people outside discussing how to kill her!

Yao Ji was both frightened and angry, and her hands and feet were trembling. She didn't want to die! She wanted a lot of things, but in this world for more than ten years, she had all received training. How could she be willing to do so?

After a while, with a "bang", Yao Ji staggered by the door, and the thin door was knocked open. Then two nuns came up and grabbed her and put a hemp rope on her.

Yao Ji struggled, stared at the old nie at the door, gritted her teeth and said, "If I die here, I will turn into a ghost, so that you will not die well!"

"Clog her mouth!"

Yao Ji bit her lips and spit out a mouthful of blood at the door, staring at her big eyes.

...The big city with a population of millions in the capital was like an empty city at this time, just like a first-tier city during the Chinese New Year. There were no pedestrians on the road, only the leaves and desolate things on the ground, and the bleak atmosphere was extremely disproportionate to the scene of the capital with carved railings and jade. Zhu Gaoxu took Zhao Ping and others several riders and ran on the empty streets.

Along the familiar road of Jilong Mountain, the war horses had already rushed through the incense and candle street. The iron hooves stepped on the stone road and "da da da da..." made a messy and rapid sound, just like Zhu Gaoxu's mood at this time.

Several war horses neighed and ran and jumped up the mountain, rushed to the gate of the temple. Zhu Gaoxu saw that the gate was closed. Perhaps because the capital city was broken today, the temple had been closed to thank the guests. At this time, the whole city was panicked, and no one came to burn incense.

Zhu Gaoxu turned over and got off the horse, then ran towards the gate and rushed forward. With a "bang", his shoulder armor hit the gate, and a "crack" sound was made inside, but the gate was not open. Zhao Ping and others rushed over to see this. Zhu Gaoxu turned his head and said, "I'll count to three!"

"One, two, three!" Several men roared and rushed towards the wooden door. After a few loud bangs, the wooden door bounced open, and several tiles were shaken down and fell into pieces on the ground. The dust fell down from the door, and the broken wooden bolt was still hung on the door panel.

Zhu Gaoxu, wearing iron armor, jumped in first.

"Amitabha!" The two old nuns had already come out when they heard the movement. "Several donors, this is the quiet place of Buddhism, only the ancient Buddha of Qinglantern, and there is no other thing outside of money..."

"Where is Yao Ji?" Zhu Gaoxu stared at an old nun and asked directly. His eyes were red, his forehead was bulging with blue veins, his hands were clenched, and he was wearing armor. His murderous aura was very terrifying.

The old nie was afraid and immediately put away the nonsense, pointed to the north and said, "In the presidency..."

"Lead the way!" Zhu Gaoxu said, and after saying that, he raised her arms and left.

The group walked through several temples and came to the door of a yard inside. The door was still closed. But the door inside was not as thick as the door. Zhu Gaoxu looked up at the words on it, let go of the old nun, kicked it sideways, and with a loud "bang", a door panel actually flew directly! In this situation, the nun who was picked up sat on the ground, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were torn apart and scattered all over the floor.

When Zhu Gaoxu rushed in, several nuns turned their heads and looked at the gate of the courtyard in surprise. Yao Ji's hands were tied up with cloth blocking her mouth. She was actually being lifted by an eunuch and nun onto a bench on the eaves. A circle of hemp ropes were hung on the beam of the house above the bench... Are you trying to hang Yao Ji?

Yao Ji was struggling, but then she stopped moving. She stared at Zhu Gaoxu with bright eyes, with water flashing in her eyes, full of surprise.

Zhu Gaoxu walked up without saying a word. The eunuch looked at Zhu Gaoxu, took two steps back and said, "Who are you? Our family is just doing things according to the imperial edict..."

Zhu Gaoxu walked up and punched him suddenly, venting the urgent and worried emotions just now. "Bang!" The eunuch's body hit the wall, and a few teeth in his mouth were sprayed out with blood. He opened his mouth and screamed, and his body shrank against the wall and shook violently.

There was a dead silence around, and no one except the eunuchs said anything.

Zhu Gaoxu was tolerant and restrained when he came to Beijing twice before, but this time it was different. There were more than 200,000 Yan soldiers who had just entered the capital. What's the point of killing a few people?

He said nothing, walked forward, lifted the eunuch's arm, walked back and kicked the bench away, then stretched out his hand to hang the eunuch's neck on the rope ring that had just been tied to the beam of the house.

The eunuch made a strange sound, his hands and feet digging in the air. Zhu Gaoxu ignored him, stepped forward and pulled out the cloth from Yao Ji's mouth, and then untied the rope for her. Yao Ji has always been wearing a loose and thick monk's robe, but was tied tightly by the rope. Zhu Gaoxu realized that her breasts were not much better than Xu Miaojin, and she was still very young.

Yao Ji reached out and pulled off the loose rope, looked at Zhu Gaoxu and said, "I thought you forgot me and won't come."

Zhu Gaoxu said, "How could you forget? I will never forget the taste of half a steamed bun. Before leaving Beijing last year, I sent someone to Jiming Temple to find you, but I heard that someone blamed you for having an affair with a man and put you in jail. At that time, we didn't dare to stay in the capital for a long time, so we had to leave first and find another opportunity."

Yao Ji said: "It's just a false charge! My crime is only one, and that means offending the queen."

Zhu Gaoxu nodded and said, "I may be late for what I promised, but I will definitely not be absent."

At this moment, the old nie next to him moved her eyes away from the eunuch who had stopped moving, closed her hands and said, "Yao Ji, you are a man in the palace. Although Ni Ni is a little sorry for you, that's what the nie means in the palace, and Ni Ni can do nothing to do..."

Yao Ji immediately turned around, her bright eyes seemed to have a sword light, and she said angrily: "You think I am a three-year-old child? How many benefits did the host and you guys receive in private? How much land did the temple get? Do I don't know? You are all accomplices!"

Her chest fluctuated, but her voice gradually became cold: "Remember, remember every torture I have suffered, and no one will fall down, and will be returned ten times in the future! How many toilets I have brushed, you will lick the toilet with your mouth in the future, how many beats I have been beaten, you will be killed in the future! Those who kill thousands of swords, you will just wait for that day, and think about the taste of being revenge every night, so that fear can't sleep!"

After she said something, the nuns around her looked pale and couldn't say anything. Even Zhu Gaoxu was a little surprised. Yao Ji might be only fourteen or fifteen years old. Her skin was firm and fair, and she looked even more tender, but her words were filled with great resentment and resentment, which was completely different from what a teenage girl should have.

That beautiful and tender face is full of youthful vitality, but also with great evil. Zhu Gaoxu felt very strange, but for some reason he was attracted by this kind of thing.

At this moment, Zhao Ping's voice said, "Prince, go back and ask Chen Baihu to bring troops here and destroy them?"

Zhu Gaoxu said casually: "Forget it, didn't Yao Ji say what to do? Let's go."

After hearing this, Yao Ji turned her head immediately, her face became faster than reading. A gentle smile appeared on her face. Although she was very reluctant, she looked even more charming at this time. Zhu Gaoxu suddenly felt guilty again.

When he walked outside the temple gate, Zhu Gaoxu gently picked up Yao Ji and placed it on the horse's back. As soon as he picked it up, he felt that her body was very flexible. Yao Ji made a light and moved sound when she was picked up.

The war horse had only one pair of stirrups, so Zhu Gaoxu led the horse down the mountain. He was very silent, looking at the road and pondering something.

Soon, the group walked down Jilong Mountain. As soon as they arrived on the road, they saw a large group of Yan soldiers coming from the Taiping Gate. A group of soldiers immediately started to make noise and shouted repeatedly: "King Gaoyang! King Gaoyang..."

In the warm noise, excited faces looked here, which was the recognition of Zhu Gaoxu as brave as the three armies in the army. On the battlefield, the courage of his own people was to give all his brothers a chance to survive!

...Yao Ji sat on the back of the horse, feeling everything silently. What she saw made her face slightly hot and her heart beat violently. Yao Ji was very happy with the feeling of being held high. Countless kings who shouted respect were now holding the horse, and her head was raised, as if she was not wearing a shabby monk's robe, but indeed a dress.

In an instant, Yao Ji felt that she was no longer a lowly palace maid who wanted to use her beauty to deceive others but could not get it. She was the nun who could play the role of bullying, but she had the illusion of being spoiled and honorable.

Moreover, she had never felt another deeper and more subtle thing before, and seemed to have touched it faintly...

When Zhu Gaoxu talked about the half steamed bun before, his voice suddenly became gentle and solemn. In fact, how could the donor Yao Ji, the donor, be numb?

The first thing that Wang, who was walking in front of the horse, after entering the city was to rush to Jiming Temple to save her, which made her suddenly feel that there was hope in the world. Yao Ji held the reins tightly with both hands, and was reluctant to let go.

Yao Ji's attention was always on Zhu Gaoxu, observing him silently. He seemed very silent, and he didn't say much after going down the mountain, looking like he was worried.

Yao Ji didn't know what he was thinking. She could guess something, but she didn't know the inside story. She met Zhu Gaoxu three times in total and didn't know him very well.

But at this moment, the King of Yan won the world. As the son of the King of Yan's most prominent military achievements, Zhu Gaoxu did not take his compassion and did not take his credit. Instead, he looked worried...

This made Yao Ji feel that the king in front of her was the person she wanted!

Yao Ji's intense emotions had just passed, and she felt her hands and feet numb and weak, but her eyes showed a smile.
Chapter completed!