"So what should we do now?"
Jun Fengting thought that his sister used a hidden weapon, which would only seriously injure the opponent but not kill him.
Unexpectedly, his sister actually killed someone from the Fujiwara family. He was completely panicked. This meant that the Jun family was the first to tear up the family oath, and would be retaliated against by the Fujiwara family openly.
While he was still panicking, he saw his sister taking Jun Cheng'an out of the space.
Jun Cheng'an was in a coma, his face pale, with blood still on the corner of his mouth, which she had instructed Xia Xue to leave on purpose.
The moment Jun Cheng'an was attacked by the poison needle, she decided to fight to the death with the Fujiwara family.
Although the murder was committed by someone from the Fujiwara family, they were assassins, while she fired the gun in public, so she had to leave something behind as evidence.
Jun Fengting was not a stupid person. After his sister gave him a little advice, he figured out the key points.
"Jun Jiu, Jun Er, come here."
"Miss, what can I do for you?"
Among the guards, Jun Jiu and Jun Er were the most seriously injured. They limped and came to Jun Shutong with difficulty.
Jun Jiu had wounds on his arms, legs, and back, and blood was still oozing out.
Jun Er held his stomach in pain, probably because his ribs were broken, and his face was covered with blood from his nose.
Jun Shutong looked around and said to everyone, "All of you smear some of their blood on them, and then smear it around your own wounds. The more you smear, the better, and the more conspicuous the better."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. They all felt that smearing someone else's blood on their bodies was disgusting and awkward, let alone smearing it around the wound.
"Hurry up, I don't want to say it a second time."
Jun Yi took the initiative and failed to control his strength, causing Jun Jiu so much pain that he kept shouting to stop.
"Be gentle, don't use too much force."
The people behind them each smeared a handful of blood on the two men and smeared it around their own wounds. Some of them were too heavy-handed, causing the two men to gasp in pain.
"Miss, Jun Jiu is no longer bleeding, what should we do?"
Jun Er's nosebleed had stopped long ago, and Jun Jiu's wound had bled so much that it was no longer oozing blood.
Jun San was the last one to be treated, and he was also the one with the lightest injuries. He couldn't help but become anxious as he saw that Jun Jiu's wound had stopped bleeding.
Jun Shutong couldn't help but twitch his lips, and said with regret:
"He's not bleeding anymore. Do you still want to squeeze some blood out of his wound?"
"If there's none, then there's none. You're the least injured, so you're responsible for taking care of them."
"yes."
Jun San felt aggrieved. For a moment just now, he really wanted to squeeze some blood out of Jun Jiu. But when Jun Shutong hit the nail on the head, he scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Sister, will this really work?"
"Whether it's useful or not, we are the ones being plotted against today, and we are the ones suffering the most. I believe that Grandfather and Father will definitely seek justice for us."
Jun Fengting was worried. He always felt that today's events would not end well.
At the same time, the two groups of people waiting on the other side of the bridge saw that the fighting here was over and it was time to clean up the mess, so they whipped their horses and galloped over.
"Feng Ting, sister."
"How are you guys?"
Jun Changfeng rode on his horse, shouting and urging the people behind him to catch up quickly.
Seeing that someone from the Jun family had finally arrived, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Today's battle was too frustrating. If Jun Shutong hadn't used a hidden weapon at the critical moment, someone from the Jun family would definitely have been sacrificed.
"It's Brother Changfeng."
Jun Shutong's eyes lit up. She had always thought that the first person to arrive would be her mother, but she didn't expect it to be Jun Changfeng.
"Brother Changfeng, why are you back?"
"Sister, Feng Ting, how could you be injured so badly?"
Jun Changfeng came in front of the crowd, dismounted, and saw a group of disabled people lying on the ground. Everyone's face and body were covered in blood, which made his heart almost jump out of his throat.
This appearance and scene are even more terrible than on a battlefield.
"Sister, how are you injured? Can you move?"
"Feng Ting, what about you? Are you injured?"
Jun Shutong was happy about her cousin's sudden return, and she was even more relieved to see that her cousin cared about her so much.
"Quick, carry them away. Be gentle and don't touch the wound again."
Jun Changfeng gave the order while picking up Jun Shutong and leaving.
"Sister, hold on, I'll take you back for treatment."
"Brother Changfeng, don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that my second brother was hit by their poison needle and is now unconscious."
"And my eldest brother was severely injured by the Vatican and has vomited a lot of blood."
"Sister, don't talk. Rest for a while. We will be back home soon."
Jun Changfeng was horrified when he heard this. He didn't know whether Cheng'an was alive or dead, and Feng Ting was seriously injured. He hated himself for not coming back earlier.
On the streets of the royal capital, the people of the Jun family were suffering like ants on a hot pan.
"Changfeng has been gone for a long time, why hasn't he come back yet?"
Yi was upset and worried about the safety of her children, but she still did not forget to comfort the old lady.
"Mother, don't worry. Look, isn't that Changfeng and the others?"
At this time, Jun Changfeng had already brought the injured people to the Jun family.
"What happened to Tongtong? Why is Fengting injured so badly?"
"Cheng'an, what happened to Cheng'an? Why did he fall asleep?"
When the old lady and Yi saw the three siblings covered in blood, they almost fainted.
Jun Wansheng looked at the tragic scene in front of him and suddenly felt his blood boiling. He looked angrily in the direction of the Fujiwara family, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
He gripped the long sword tightly in his hand, which was trembling slightly, as if he was about to rush forward and tear the bastards of the Fujiwara family to pieces in the next moment.
"Grandfather, what do we do now?"
"Should we return home immediately, or go directly to the palace to ask His Majesty for the decision?"
The reason why Jun Changfeng asked this was because Jun Shutong had just briefly explained to him the importance of the matter.
Hearing Jun Changfeng say this, Old Master Jun's mind raced. He was so angry that he was confused. For such a big matter, he naturally had to go to His Majesty to make the decision and let him uphold justice for the Jun family.
"Hurry, carry all the people to the palace for treatment."
"Your family has suffered such a great injustice. I must ask Your Majesty to take the lead and severely punish the Fujiwara family."
So, all the people in the Jun family came in a mighty procession, carrying more than a dozen bloody wounded soldiers and rushed to the palace at a rapid speed.
At this time, Emperor Shunde, who was pacing back and forth at the gate of the palace, had his eyelids twitching and was upset.
"Your Majesty, I'm coming, I'm coming."
"What's coming? Can't you tell me clearly?"
Ming Dequan, who went to inquire about the news, ran towards Emperor Shunde out of breath.
"Your Majesty, the people of the Jun family are carrying a group of wounded people to the palace."
"Why are they coming to the palace instead of going back to treat their injuries?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not well."
Another young eunuch who was looking for information came running towards Emperor Shunde.
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