A white figure flew across the sky like a frightened bird, and landed lightly in front of Murong Xue. Looking at her bloody arm, his handsome face was instantly gloomy and terrifying. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his arms. Li: "If I don't see you for a quarter of an hour, you'll be hurt like this, so you won't protect yourself well?"
Qingyue's voice was full of anger, and the guards of the Xiaoyao Palace who came after them trembled in shock, and stood far away, not daring to step forward.
Murong Xue curled her lips: "The assassin who came to assassinate him is extremely skilled in martial arts. I tried my best, but I only got a tie with him..."
"Knowing that your martial arts are low, then you still insist on going back to the house by yourself, and won't let me send you?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her with raised eyebrows, a little anger flashed in his deep eyes.
Murong Xue said unconvinced: "I didn't know that someone would come to assassinate me."
"It's as if you live a peaceful life every day. You are in the residence of the Marquis of Zhenguo, and there are dangers everywhere. You have fought against your enemies several times. It's not that you don't know how ruthless and poisonous they are, and you don't know how to prevent them. That's not true, stupid!" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, his contempt was beyond words.
Murong Xue's bright little face was so dark that it was about to drip ink, she glared at Ouyang Shaochen with hatred, her beautiful eyes were burning with raging anger...
Ouyang Shaochen turned a blind eye, stretched out his hand to pull up her blood-stained sleeve, and saw a deep wound on her delicate arm, from which bright red blood overflowed and slowly flowed down.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze, he took out a white silk handkerchief, wiped off the blood near the wound, then opened a small light blue porcelain bottle, and poured the medicine powder on her wound without any sympathy …
The wound was in sharp pain, Murong Xue couldn't help but gasped, and said hastily, "Be gentle."
"You know it hurts too." Ouyang Shaochen glared at her angrily, unknowingly relaxed the movements of his hands, took out a clean white gauze, carefully bandaged the wound, pulled off the tattered sleeve, and he He leaned over and hugged Murong Xue horizontally, and strode forward.
"Where are you taking me?" Murong Xue looked at him puzzled.
"Go back to Zhaoning Hall!" Ouyang Shaochen replied coldly: In Xiaoyao Palace, he can protect her from being injured or assassinated!
Murong Xue blinked, and said leisurely: "I want to teach those who stabbed me a lesson."
"Go and check their identities!" Ouyang Shaochen ordered coldly.
"Yes!" The dark guard replied in a deep voice, and was about to leave.
Murong Xue raised his voice and said, "There's no need to investigate, the person who fought against me is Wei Jinxian."
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze: "Have you seen the assassin?"
"That's not true. I smelled the unique cold fragrance of Wei Jinxian from the black-clothed assassin." Murong Xue's eyes were dark: the cold fragrance was made of red plums that bloomed in the first snow in the twelfth lunar month. The coldness of snow, and the pride of plum, the smell is very unique, hard to find, so far, she has only smelled it on Wei Jinxian.
Ouyang Shaochen's deep eyes narrowed slightly: Murongji poisoned Yuan Fangfei before it was over, they came to assassinate Xue'er, they couldn't wait, Wei Jinxian didn't send guards, but did it himself, he was determined to kill her. Cher is dying...
"Forget about the three-month period, I'll let the hidden guards get rid of them now." Ouyang Shaochen said coldly, looking sideways at the hidden guards of Xiaoyao Palace.
Murong Xue hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, don't do anything, I have something to confirm..."
"What's the matter?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her puzzled.
Murong Xue smiled strangely, and looked sideways at Wuhen: "Wuhen, go and investigate Wei Jinxian, from his birth to the present, check all his deeds, the more detailed the better."
Wuhen glanced at Ouyang Shaochen quietly, seeing that he had no intention of objecting, he replied in a deep voice, "Yes!"
Turning around, he disappeared into the transparent air, and the slight sound of breaking wind flew towards Dongchang.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were fixed, and he lowered his head to look at Murong Xue: "What are you looking for?"
"Because I discovered a very strange thing." Murong Xue's eyes were dark: Wei Jinxian, Murong Ji has an identical mole on the same position on his chest, hehe...
Wuhen checked the matter very quickly. Murong Xue had not been recuperating in Zhaoning Palace for a long time. He had thoroughly investigated all the things of Wei Jinxian for more than 30 years, and put a complete document in front of Murong Xue.
Murong Xue flipped through the incidents recorded on it, with a bright smile on the corner of her mouth, she looked up at Ouyang Shaochen: "Your Majesty, I want to go back to Zhen Guohou's Mansion to watch a good show!"
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her bandaged thick left arm and said nothing.
"I promise I won't get hurt again!" Murong Xue smiled unnaturally, a little resentment flickered in her dark eyes, and Ouyang Shaochen sighed softly in his heart: "Go early and return early."
"Mmmmmmmmmm!" Murong Xue nodded her head like a pounding garlic, and the brilliance flowed in her cold eyes!
With little golden light shining on the ground, Murong Jian walked into the small main courtyard of Zhen Guohou's Mansion with heavy steps.
Mrs. Zhou was recuperating on the bed, her eyes lit up when she saw him coming in, and she said anxiously, "Did you get it?"
Murong Jian shook his head, a trace of depression flashed in his eyes, a trace of insidiousness!
Zhou's gritted her teeth secretly: "Such a careful plan can't kill her, Murong Xue's life is really serious."
Murong Jian's eyes were deep: "Murongxue is so difficult to kill because of Ouyang Shaochen's protection. Dugong Wei and I shot it ourselves, but we only stabbed Murongxue's arm, but Dugong Wei was stabbed in the abdomen by her. The gain outweighs the loss, the plan failed..."
Something flashed quickly in Zhou's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant, and said lightly, "Duke Wei is seriously injured?"
"Fortunately, the wound was a bit deeper and the blood loss was a bit more, but it didn't hurt the vitals." Murong Jian replied casually.
Zhou Shi heaved a sigh of relief without any trace, that's good, it's good that it didn't hurt the vitals...
"Cough cough cough..." Her throat was suddenly dry, and she couldn't help coughing violently...
"What's the matter?" Murong Jian stepped forward and carefully patted her uninjured back.
Mrs. Zhou smiled softly: "It's nothing, the doctor said, I lost a lot of blood, and my body is a bit weak...cough cough cough..." The severe cough made Zhou's chest heave, and a piece of red jade pendant slipped out along the collar...
Murong Jian glanced lightly: "Don't you not love Dai Yupei?"
Zhou smiled slightly: "This is warm jade. The doctor said that wearing this will help the body generate blood and speed up the body's recovery." When she recovers, she will take off the jade pendant...
Murong Jian nodded understandingly: "Will Ji'er wear warm jade to speed up the body's recovery?"