Not long after Zheng Zexin and Xiaoshuai left, Zhao Heqiao's sleepiness came, her eyes were about to close gradually, and the sudden movement made her excited, and then opened her eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sudden phantom made her subconsciously lean back, and before she could see what it was, another silver light approached, and she quickly dodged.

The strong wind brushed her neck, carrying a few strands of hair, she relieved herself, leaned against the window railing, and looked down at the shaved hair on the ground, the instinct for survival made her dodge in succession, several times narrowly avoiding the oncoming movements.

She was attacked by a black-clothed man with a full body cover, revealing only his eyes without any warmth, and his movements did not hesitate for a moment, all his attention was locked on her body, and the swinging blade smashed into the things in the room several times, causing a burst of cracking sounds.

Fortunately, the layout in the room is complicated, and it is not suitable for chasing, and she can avoid the person by relying on this advantage.

"Who are you!" Zhao Heqiao picked up the things around her casually, threw them as she could, and called Aunt Yang from time to time, every time she leaned against the door, she was blocked by the sword blade, she couldn't, she could only run around in the room, and she was scratched a few times on her body, and she could only endure the pain.

She had to hold out until someone came to save her.

The man in black didn't say a word, he pressed her step by step, and the surrounding coverings were destroyed by him one by one, the wardrobe, bookcase, and makeup table fell to the ground upside down, and the vase, screen, table, and chair were all cut and shattered.

Zhao Heqiao was helplessly forced into a corner, so she could only lean against the wall tightly, and her clammy clothes were sticking to her back, bringing a shiver.

She couldn't see the man's expression, but she could detect the other party's murderous intent. He raised his sword and didn't move immediately, probably thinking about how to kill her.

It's better to close your eyes and think it's a dream, she told herself. But my body still couldn't help but tremble.

Without sight, her ears were excellent, and she could clearly hear any sound that came close, the most profound being the sound of the blade rubbing in the air, and her heart rose to her throat, and she forgot to breathe.

If only it were a dream.

Her mind quickly remembered the people she cared about, and it was hard to say a thousand words, hoping that they would be well.

The past passed back to her mind like a flip book, her heart calmed down, time passed, but the expected pain had not yet come, and she opened her eyes while wondering.

The person just now is gone!

Zhao Heqiao looked around, and suddenly there was a ping-pong sound of weapons clashing outside the window, and she immediately walked over to take a look.

Another wave of strangers appeared in front of her, dressed in black like the previous attacker, except that they were all masked and not in the same group as the man in black.

The two passers-by are mingling.

Zhao Heqiao slowly retreated, she wasn't sure if those new people were saving her, what she should do was to escape.

One of the masked men over there suddenly looked over, and she quickly quickened her pace when she sensed her gaze, and when she touched the door, her hand was covered by the other hand.

She turned her head suddenly, only to see the masked man in front of her reach out and put it in front of her mouth, signaling silence.

Zhao Heqiao, who couldn't figure out the situation, was taken to the bedside by the masked man and sat down with the other party. The masked man pulled out the medicine bottle and poured the powder for her to apply to the wound, then pressed it gently.

She noticed that the hands were white and slender, with distinct joints, and thin calluses on the fingertips, and that it would not be low to have such hands, and she tried to look at them for a while to make sure that they were the ones she knew.

At this moment, the masked man suddenly raised his hand and scratched her nose, and the next moment she smelled a light aroma, somewhat déjà vu, and just as she was about to ask, her consciousness became hazy, and then she felt weak and closed her eyes.

The masked man put the sleeping Zhao Heqiao on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then went outside through the window.

"What's wrong with that man?" The head of the masked man asked his subordinates about the man in black who attacked Zhao Heqiao.

One of his men replied, "It's already gone." ”

The head of the masked man was silent for a moment and said, "...... Protect her. ”

No inquiry, no blame, this is the only thing that the head of the masked man confesses.

The other masked people had to be ordered to leave immediately, and one by one they disappeared, leaving the masked man as the leader. He looked at the sleeping Zhao Heqiao for a while, until he heard the movement of the palace maids around him waking up, and left immediately.

Aunt Yang rubbed her eyes, she was very surprised that she dozed off, and suddenly saw that the palace maids and guards around her were in a similar state, and she couldn't help but be alert, she hurriedly led someone into Zhao Heqiao's room, and saw that the room was in a mess, and her face was a little ugly.

"Princess!" Aunt Yang threw herself on the side of the bed in a panic, checked it, and confirmed that Zhao Heqiao was still alive, breathed a sigh of relief, and became gloomy again for a moment.

What's going on with the princess?

Aunt Yang lightly touched the oil on the side of the wound on Zhao Heqiao's body, it was a little wet and sticky, it seemed that it was stained not long ago, she twisted the slippery fingertips and stretched it to her nose, sniffed it, and found that it was a medicinal smell.

She nudged Zhao Heqiao, and when she saw that there was no reaction for a while, she couldn't help but panic, it wouldn't have anything to do with this unknown medicine.

"Go and call Dr. Wei." Aunt Yang hurriedly called the palace maid beside her.

The two palace maids didn't even respond and left in a hurry.

Aunt Yang asked the guards to return to their posts first, and instructed the rest of the palace maids present, "Clean this up." ”

"Yes." The palace maids immediately started to move, they were all carefully selected by Aunt Yang, they were diligent and quick, so when Wei Yuyuan came over, the room was basically tidy, but it was much emptier than before.

As soon as Wei Yuyuan entered the door with his front foot, he was pulled by Aunt Yang to Zhao Heqiao's bedside, "Doctor Wei, look at what's wrong with the princess!" ”

"Aunt Yang, don't be impatient," Wei Yuyuan straightened his clothes, then checked Zhao Heqiao lightly, and finally said, "She's fine." ”

"Are you alright?" Aunt Yang looked at Zhao Heqiao, but there was still no sign of awakening, so she was worried: "Why didn't the princess wake up?" ”

"Don't worry, she just smelled the fragrance of the moon god, and that incense is a sleep-inducing effect, and it is harmless."

"The ...... of the princess's wounds"

"The wound on the sixth princess was scratched by a sharp weapon, but fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the plaster to stop bleeding and build muscle was applied in time, so it will be fine in two days."

"Doctor Wei, is this a medicine to stop bleeding and build muscles?"

"Why, you don't know?" Wei Yuyuan said strangely, it is normal for Zhao Heqiao to use such medicine when he is injured, why does Aunt Yang not know about it, so who is on this medicine?

Aunt Yang shook her head, not wanting to tell Wei Yuyuan about the fact that someone seemed to have trespassed into the West Ancestral Palace and hurt Zhao Heqiao, she had to wait for His Royal Highness Fifth to come back first to make a decision.

"Doctor Wei, you see what medicine you want to prescribe, I'll ask a palace maid to go back with you to get the medicine."

Wei Yuyuan understood, didn't ask any more, and continued to have the same attitude as before.

It's best to stay out of the way and don't get too curious.

It's just that he didn't expect to encounter an accident on the way to his residence with the palace maid sent by Aunt Yang.

People are so subtle, always going off the rails of their own set in the arrangement of fate. This accident was the opportunity for him to fall into the whirlpool of the Zhao family.

"Dr. Wei." Liang's father-in-law greeted him with a smile, and his usually weird voice was a little low at the moment, but his white face was as white as ever, but there was a little less blood.