Just as her dance steps stepped in front of Fu Yunxi, the boy outside suddenly came to report: "Your Majesty, there is a girl who wants to see you."
The dancer's arm-stretching movement froze, and Fu Yunxi's eyes flashed: "Let her in."
"I really can't believe that you have such a skill." He Lianyu smiled narrowly and said, "Whose girl comes to see our prince?" After the girl entered the room, everyone was slightly stunned, because the girl and the three of them Everyone knows her, but she is Zhuang Hanyan's personal maid, Shu Hong.
"Little girl, why is it you?" He Lianyu was the first to exclaim.
Shu Hong's eyes flashed, and she suddenly knelt down, hugged the purple-clothed dancer's legs and cried loudly: "Miss, wuwuwu, miss, Hong'er has finally found you. If you don't want to marry Master Li, just forget it. Yes, I won’t force you, but how can you go to a place like that and debase yourself. Miss, please go home with Hong’er.”
The purple-clothed dancer did not expect such an incident. Suddenly, a strange maid came holding her thigh and crying. My heart tightened, and I saw that the three people sitting there who were chatting and laughing all had stern expressions on their faces and looked at me meaningfully.
The purple-clothed dancer was stunned for a moment, then immediately replied: "You recognized the wrong person."
Shu Hong refused to let go, crying and shouting: "Miss, I know the pain in my heart, but I have to go home. The master is very anxious, and the lady is crying all the time..." She originally had a calm and calm temperament, and she usually He is full of joy and anger, and the acting at this moment is not only not jerky, but also naturally makes the listener sad. If Ji Lan were present, he would be so shocked that his eyes would almost fall out.
Seeing that she couldn't pull him away, the purple-clothed dancer said angrily: "I'm not your young lady, what do you want to do?" She turned to look at Fu Yunxi on the soft couch, with tears in her eyes: "Your Majesty, save me! "
Fu Yunxi's indifferent eyes glanced at her, and the dancer felt chills all over her body. She was clearly a handsome face, but her cold aura was naturally inviolable. Under those deep, ink-like eyes, all the plans in his heart seemed to be invisible. Gritting her teeth, she moved her feet. Shu Hong felt like she was kicked in the abdomen. That kick seemed like a slight struggle in the eyes of others, but it was 100% forceful. A heartbreaking pain hit Shu Hong. Hong let go of his hands, covering his abdomen and lying on his back. When she raised her eyes again, the dancer had already run towards Fu Yunxi's arms: "Your Majesty!"
Her face was especially stained with tears, and her body was as soft as a bone. Even if he had any doubts about her, as a man, he would not be able to help but feel soft when seeing such a beautiful beauty weeping pitifully. Fu Yunxi just stared at the wine cup in his hand, as if the fine wine there could attract all his attention.
The moment the dancer approached Fu Yunxi's arms, a cold light suddenly appeared on her sleeve, and a bright silver dagger was unsheathed and stabbed straight into the heart of the other party. Her expression was ferocious, like a fierce ghost. The person opposite saw the dagger coming through the wind, but his brows did not move. He only pursed his lips and used a slight force on his knuckles holding the wine cup. The white jade wine cup suddenly broke into several pieces, and the fine The white jade pieces spread out like petals, and with flexible strength, they gently and deftly met the dagger. Wu Ji felt her hand shake, and the piercing pain spread from her wrist. There was a crisp "bang" sound, and the jade piece actually knocked the dagger out of her hand, and they both fell to the ground.
She widened her eyes and said in shock: "You..." Her own skills were definitely not bad, but this seemingly handsome man actually failed in his assassination with just such a light block? However, the other party seemed to be playing tricks and clearly did not use all his strength to confront.
Before she could make her next move, there was a sudden loud explosion outside the window, the sound of tables and chairs hitting each other, and the sound of a woman crying. Immediately after, a chill ran down my spine, as dozens of masked men in black broke out of the window, flashed their sabers with a "swipe" sound, and attacked the people in the seats without any explanation.
Fu Yunxi's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly sat up. A man in black slashed at his back with a knife, and the next second he lost consciousness in his hand. When he looked down, he saw that his right hand holding the knife had been cut off on the ground, and there was no trace of blood at the wound. But seeing the flowing white clothes, there was no shadow of Fu Yunxi in the seat. Only a piece of light-colored official silk embroidered with white plums flashed, leaving behind a cold voice with a strong sense of evil: "Remediate the aftermath."
At this time, in the next room, Han Yan was hiding behind a huge official kiln vase and did not dare to make a sound. She didn't know what was going on. She had just let Shu Hong enter Fu Yunxi's house and was waiting in the next room. The rooms here are divided into an outer room and an inner room. The inner room is where the guests have a banquet and talk. A screen is separated from the outside, leaving the maids outside to wait for orders. This guest did not leave any maids to serve him. Han Yan hid in the outer room to avoid being seen by others. Unexpectedly, within a moment, the sound of sword fighting could be heard in the inner room. At the same time, the hall was also in chaos. I couldn't get out or get in, so I had to temporarily hide behind the official kiln vase that was half a person tall.
She breathed slowly, but her heart was filled with anxiety. What was going on now? Would something happen to Shu Hong? Thinking of this, Han Yan became even more anxious. He secretly cursed himself for meddling in other people's business. If he hadn't been worried that the Seventh Prince would do something bad to Fu Yunxi, why would he have come here so eagerly? Now that he was in jail, he even got involved with Shu Hong.
At this time, a burst of crying and begging for mercy from the female family members suddenly came from inside. Along with the baby's cry, Han Yan's heart trembled, followed by the tearing sound of a long knife piercing flesh and blood. The baby's cry and the lady's cry were both disturbing. Stopped abruptly. Han Yan's heart slowly sank, and he couldn't help clenching his fists. After a moment, gentle footsteps came from the silent room.
The voice seemed to be filled with evil spirits. Han Yan felt that his scalp was numb and his back was covered with cold sweat. His body hiding behind the vase was trembling slightly, but he calmly touched the plum blossom thorn on his waist.
"Da, da, da", the footsteps were getting closer and closer to Han Yan. Han Yan felt that his palms were extremely hot and his breathing became more and more depressed.
When the footsteps passed by Han Yan's side, Han Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he escaped from the disaster. However, before his breath could be evenly distributed, a chill suddenly grew on his side, and an icy cold wind hit his head.
not good! Han Yan shouted in his heart that he had no martial arts skills. These men in black had practiced martial arts and had extraordinary ears. The exhalation he just took lightly might lead to death. In the flash of lightning, he violently pulled out the plum blossom thorn from his waist and stabbed the man with all his strength, thinking that even if he died today, he would die with this man.
But he didn't expect that the cold wind stopped above his head, and a pair of slightly cool hands gently touched his head. Han Yan raised his head with eyes wide open, and met a pair of deep black eyes. His handsome face under the moonlight looked as if he was an immortal. At this moment, he was wearing a snow-white fox fur, with a tall and slender figure, holding a handheld instrument. The crystal-clear long sword stared at himself faintly.
It was Fu Yunxi.
Han Yan was suddenly enlightened. When he woke up, he realized that he had been staring at the other person for a long time, and he stuttered for a rare moment: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty."
(End of chapter)