Lu Qiao patronized the man in black who was hiding in front, but he didn't notice that there was another one behind him, just when the man in black behind him stabbed down fiercely, Lin Shixin let go of the man's arm without hesitation, almost flew over, grabbed Lu Qiao, blocked behind her, and the sword pierced her back straight like this. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, it seemed that everything had stopped, Lin Shixin's eyes were Lu Qiao's frightened eyes, and behind his back was the pain that pierced his body.

Xuan Yuehua's unwavering face finally had a trace of expression, and he looked at the little woman lying on Lu Qiao's body in disbelief, she actually protected her subordinates with her life!

The man's eyes were cold, his eyelids narrowed, he picked up a sharp sword, and quickly stabbed into the chest of the man in black, the man in black snorted, and then fell down, no longer alive.

Lu Qiao's heart was pounding, and she was so frightened that she was already at a loss, tears flowed down her eyes, and she trembled, "Princess...... It's all the slave's fault! ”

Lin Shixin's dusty hand moved slightly, the corners of his mouth barely hooked a smile, and he said forcefully: "Green, green Qiao...... Other...... Don't say that, I, I've always ...... Take you as a sister ......" The pale little face looked more and more haggard, and the curtains of the eyes slowly drooped, and finally closed their eyes.

"Princess!" Lu Qiao shouted anxiously, only to see Xuan Yuehua put away her sword, carefully picked up the unconscious little woman, frowned slightly, pursed her lips slightly, and her eyes were dark surging, and she used light skills to get on the horse.

After the amnesia, this woman has really changed a lot.

The horse that Xuan Yuehua was driving lightly, after all, was his princess, he couldn't let her die like this, and the reputation of his Nine Kings Mansion couldn't be lost.

Lu Qiao hurriedly stood up, looking embarrassed with a gray face, and hurriedly followed behind the prince.

Because Lin Shixin's injury was too serious, it was not until noon that Xuan Yuehua returned to the palace, and Wanyun, who was admiring the flowers in the courtyard, heard the sound of horses' hooves stamping, and trotted out excitedly with her skirt.

When he saw the prince hugging Lin Shixin, who had his eyes closed and blood on his back, Wanyun's hot heart was instantly poured cold. In less than a day, their relationship was so close! Wan Yun looked at Xuan Yuehua with some shock.

The man's expression was cold, he didn't say a word, and walked straight past Wan Yun and walked inside.

Wan Yun couldn't get angry, and said urgently, "Lord Wang! ”

The man paused slightly, but said to Beichen, who was guarding the door, "Quickly invite the ink doctor immortal to come." With that, he continued to walk towards Qin Xinju.

Seeing the man's cold appearance, Wanyun's jade hand was tightly clenched into a fist, and he squeezed the Jinpa fiercely, as if he wanted to crush it.

The prince ignored himself, and even asked Beichen to invite Mo Yixian for her! Mo Yixian has never been so easy to invite, not to mention that since she entered the mansion, she has only seen the prince invite it once, and the price is also very great! This time, the prince actually asked Mo Yixian for such a cheap woman, what kind of ecstasy did this cheap woman cast on the prince?!

Wan Yun's heart was on fire, and she stared at Lin Shixin deadly.

After arriving at Qinxinju, Xuan Yuehua gently put the little woman on the bed, and she could only lie on her stomach if her back was injured, looking at her pale little face and the red blood on her back, some strange emotions surged in the man's heart.

Hearing the footsteps outside, Xuan Yuehua raised her eyes, and as soon as she turned around, she saw that Beichen had invited the Ink Doctor Immortal, the man nodded at Mo Ran, and stepped aside.

Mo Ran sat down on the stool next to the bed, looked at the blood-colored woman on the back of the bed, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Hot water, scissors, wine." ”