Jiang Ping was secretly upset and immediately summoned the two of them to guard the Cold War, then turned around to see Qin Yu.

"Young Master Qin, is that okay?" Jiang Ping asked carefully in front of Qin Yu, and looked at Qin Yu for a moment. There was nothing else, just because this person was still standing upright, instead of taking off his strength like the Cold War and sitting directly on the ground.

As the second-in-command beside Princess Jiaqing, he naturally couldn't recognize who this person was without a wink. He just walked outside and never broke the window paper between them, so he simply regarded it as if he didn't know.

To be honest, the impression in his mind was about this man's family background, talent, and miserable life experience. But when it comes to his understanding of this man, he really doesn't have any definite understanding.

However, being able to be thrown into the military camp by Duke Wei since he was a child, starting from a small soldier, and being promoted to the current small general, although these fifth-rank officials were insignificant in this capital, this person was promoted by himself. As for Duke Wei, they almost had reached the point of ignoring this prince, so it was naturally impossible to spend all their efforts to pave the way for the other party.

So, Qin Yu had some weight in Jiang Ping's mind, but only that was the only thing that was left. Apart from that, there was no more. But tonight it really opened his eyes. He only looked at the man's bloody clothes, and even the sword in his hand was stained with blood. The bright red blood on it gathered into dripping on the ground, forming a small pool of blood. You can know how many people this man killed, and now he can still stand up...

Jiang Ping withdrew his look and looked a little respectful.

"It's okay, how about Mr. Feng?" Qin Yu leaned on the sword with one hand, and almost all the weight of his body was pressed on the sword in his hand. It's not that he didn't want to move, but that half of his body was numb and could not move at this time. But knowing how Feng Jia was, he naturally knew what Yan Ning was doing.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for your concern. My son is safe." Jiang Ping clasped his fists and bowed. Before Qin Yu could finish his breath, he spoke directly, "Mr. Qin, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. We should retreat first."

"That's natural." Qin Yu spoke slightly, "Qin is not feeling well. Can Guard Jiang borrow two people?"

"Young master, you are kind." Jiang Ping waved his hand in fear, then called two people to come and support Qin Yu, and then the group almost left the place.

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"Miss Yan, what's going on now? Is the people sent by Mr. Feng reliable? If I go too late, what should I do?!" The bamboo that had been washed was standing in front of Yan Ning and was rushing around. He wanted to rush out to protect Qin Yu directly, but he also knew that his own power was tantamount to shaking a tree, but he was also a little confused about the people sent by Mr. Feng.

You should know that he heard Ruyi say that Mr. Feng didn't plan to send someone to save the person. In the end, he didn't know what he said with Yan Ning in the room, or how Yan Ning asked the person to agree. No matter what, even if someone goes to save the person, he still feels a little uneasy and always feels that something has been ignored.

Zhuzi glanced at Yan Ning, who was sitting upright with complicated eyes. She looked like this since she came out of Yuanjia and returned to the room. No one knew what she was thinking.

In fact, Yan Ning was just a simple fool. If he wanted to say something, he was just thinking carefully on the way back to the house and had already sorted out his complicated thoughts.

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