The silver-masked man's eyes froze, and he swung his sword at Xun Feng, Wuhen, and the long sword in his hand met the invisible internal force and hit him, only to hear a loud bang, bang, the internal force went straight past the long sword's obstruction, brushing It hit the silver-masked man with a slap in the face, leaving streaks of blood!
His sapphire blue brocade robe was cut torn, and blood spilled from the wound, staining his clothes red.
The silver-masked man raised his sword eyebrows, his sharp eyes swept over Ouyang Shaochen, and landed on Murong Xue: "There will be a time later!"
With a flick of his wrist, a white ball flew out and exploded with a bang, thick white smoke filled his sight...
After the smoke and dust cleared, only the hidden guards of Xiaoyao Palace and six bodyguards remained on the ground, and there was no trace of the silver-masked man...
Xun Feng, Wuhen's eyes froze, and he was about to catch up.
Ouyang Shaochen said lightly: "There's no need to chase, he's gone far... Cough cough cough..."
"Your Majesty!" Murong Xue was startled, and hastily stretched out her hand to pat Ouyang Shaochen's back lightly.
"I'm fine." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and looked down at Murong Xue, only to see that her complexion was pale, her pupils were pitch black, and her complexion was not bad...
Wuhen inspected the guard's body carefully, stepped forward, and said in a low voice: "My lord, the dead guard is from Xiliang Kingdom..."
"Xiliang country?" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze: Why did people from Xiliang country come to Qingyan...
"Xue'er, do you know why they arrested you?"
Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally: "That silver-faced man said that he would sell me to Turkic..."
Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face was instantly gloomy and terrifying, and he swung his palm suddenly, only to hear the sound of 'bang bang bang', the corpses of the six guards were all beaten to a bloody mess, and the strong smell of blood spread quickly in the air...
The corner of Wuhen's mouth twitched. What the prince cared most about was Miss Murong. These Xiliang people actually wanted to sell her to the barbaric Turks. No wonder the prince would be angry: "Sir, do you want to report to the government?"
"No need, clean up the traces and don't let anyone find out." Ouyang Shaochen ordered coldly.
"Yes!" Wuhen replied in a deep voice.
"Let's go." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, gently embracing Murong Xue's shoulders, and walked out slowly.
Walking out of the courtyard, Murong Xue found that this is a very remote but very hidden courtyard near the outside of the city. There are flowers, grass and trees all around, which almost completely cover the courtyard. room.
That person chose this place as his foothold, he was smart!
The carriage of Xiaoyao Wang's Mansion is opposite, Murong Xue lightly helped Ouyang Shaochen into the carriage, just got into the carriage, Ouyang Shaochen coughed violently, his complexion and lips turned white from the coughing, on the snow-colored skirt, dizzy Dye a bright red plum…
"My lord, your wound is open!" Murong Xue was startled, and hastily untied his clothes and the cotton bandage, only to see strands of fresh blood overflowing from his scabbed wound...
"The injury is so serious, why do you still use lightness kung fu, martial art?" Murong Xue reprimanded angrily, hurriedly took out the wound medicine, and carefully stopped the bleeding for him...
Ouyang Shaochen looked at her anxious and worried eyes, and then looked at the wound on his chest that was oozing blood. The corners of his mouth were slightly bent. Was the injury serious? He didn't think: "It's just a small injury, it's nothing to worry about, don't worry!"
The wounds are all open, and they are still called minor injuries!
Murong Xue slandered in her heart, and the action of applying the medicine unknowingly felt that it was two points heavier, and she heard Ouyang Shaochen's muffled hum deliberately suppressed by her ears...
Murong Xue glared at him fiercely and said, "It hurts so much, it can't be called a minor injury..."
Ouyang Shaochen smiled softly: "It's okay!"
Murong Xue: "..."
Ouyang Shaochen's endurance is really comparable to others.
Looking at her angry face, Ouyang Shaochen said lightly: "Xue'er, I just want to find you sooner, so as not to let you suffer." There was a little sincerity in Qingyue's voice.
"I know!" Murong Xue nodded, and there was a little water in her dark eyes: "In this world, you are the best person to me."
"Really? Then do you want to make a promise with your body?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue, the obsidian-like pupils of the eyes flashed with light.
"I'm serious." Murong Xueming's eyebrows were slightly dark, and she punched his arm angrily, the wound moved slightly, and Ouyang Shaochen coughed a few times.
"How are you?" Murong Xue asked anxiously, her eyes full of worry.
"It's okay!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes.
"There is still a long distance from the palace. You should rest for a while. I will call you when you arrive at the palace." Murong Xue said softly, carefully bandaged Ouyang Shaochen's wound, and gently supported him to lie on the blanket.
Ouyang Shaochen grabbed Murong Xue's little hand and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin lightly on her hair, said lightly: "Come rest with me."
The faint scent of black bamboo lingered on the tip of her nose, and Murong Xue felt inexplicably at ease. When she reached the words of rejection on her lips, she turned around and changed the content: "Okay!"
The carriage was driving fast on the flat official road, and the wind blew the curtains of the carriage fluttering.
Standing on a tall tree not far away, Ye Yichen looked at the two people who were cuddling tightly together in the carriage through the slightly opened curtain. Hold it tight...
After Murong Xue disappeared, he was also searching and found the house, but it was Ouyang Shaochen who rescued her...
"My lord!" A familiar male voice came into his ears, Ye Yichen raised his head, saw Xu Tianyou, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"
"My lord, do you really like Murong Xue?" Xu Tianyou's eyes flashed with surprise: He has known Ye Yichen for many years, and he has never seen him rush here with the secret guards of Prince Jing's mansion in such a hurry. In an instant, he saw Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue walking out of the other courtyard supporting each other.
The posture of the two was a bit intimate, Prince Jing saw it, his face was livid with anger, and he knew that he was in love with Murong Xue.
"Why not?" Ye Yichen asked coldly.
Xu Tianyou smiled: "It's not impossible, I'm just a little surprised." A few months ago, the prince hated Murong Xue so much, he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he fell in love with her again.
"If Murong Xue can fall in love with Wang Ye again, it will be a good thing for Wang Ye."
Ye Yichen looked at the carriage gradually running away with deep eyes: "Murong Xue's heart is already on Ouyang Shaochen, it's not so easy to make her change her mind."
Xu Tianyou smiled slightly: "It's a matter of human effort, the prince has never tried it, so how does he know that Murong Xue won't change his mind."