136 Defend the Lord and die

An Ning's clothes were a little messy, her originally neat sideburns had become beaded, her forehead was covered with light sweat, and her eyes were full of forbearance. Behind her, there was Linglan, who was waiting for her, dodging back and forth, and the little maid was as embarrassed as the master.

Not far away stood the usual people in the palace, they cowered together, and none of them dared to step forward. An Ning pulled the rockery, and opposite them was the thief from the West Continent, chasing her and Linglan.

During the struggle, An Ning's strength was gradually exhausted, and so was Linglan. Looking at the gradually narrowing gap, An Ning couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in her heart, and she couldn't imagine that she would end up like this today.

She had some resentment in her heart, and if one of them would come to their aid, they wouldn't have to fall into such a situation. On weekdays, she is very good at staying in the palace, only blinding her own eyes, and picking some white-eyed wolves to put beside her. Such a thought flashed, and An Ning New China made up her mind, and at the last moment, she did not want to let these Western Continent thieves be defiled. didn't bump into this rockery anymore, but I felt sorry for Linglan who had followed her for a long time.

The face of the Western Continent thief opposite their master and servant was gloomy and excited at the same time. This feeling of grasping the prey in the hands of one's own hands is the most second. It is this process of chasing prey that is also exciting.

The brothers and sisters were looking around in this Dongling Palace today, passing by Princess Anning's residence, and he glanced at it casually. Who knew that this glance aroused his interest, and he had evil intentions in his heart, and took his brothers into the peaceful residence.

Although this chase was extremely tiring, he still declined the kindness of his brothers. Seeing that Princess An Ning's speed gradually slowed down, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile. The thought that such a noble princess was about to become his plaything made his little brother tremble without coming.

Outside the hall, Lan Qingyue heard Princess Anning's mournful shout, and her heart was a little anxious. After turning around the palace wall and finding a place where no one was around, the three of them jumped and fell steadily into the courtyard.

Because the servants here were all gathered in one place at this time, everyone's attention was on the two people who circled around the rockery, but no one found these three people. They retracted their bodies and cautiously touched the back of the palace people.

Lan Qingyue stood still, and when she saw the situation in front of her, she couldn't help but be angry, at this time, An Ning was being pulled by the shameless people in the West Continent, and her action of crashing into the rockery was also stopped. However, Linglan beside her, as if she had agreed with her, slammed headlong into the rockery in front of her, blood splashed and stained An Ning's eyes, seeing Ling Lan fall limply in front of her, blood was still bubbling on her forehead, and An Ning began to become flustered.

Regardless of whether the person in front of her had ill intentions towards her, she completely forgot that she was still desperately avoiding this person. Tears flowed straight down the corners of her eyes, confusing her vision. She grabbed the person in front of her, like grasping the last straw, and begged bitterly: "Please save Linglan, as long as you can save her, I am willing to do whatever I want." ”

The man didn't expect this little maid to be so fierce, this little maid looked a little bit old, he originally got the master and servant to the bed together to play, but he was negligent for a while, and grabbed Princess An Ning, but he didn't want the little maid to crash into the rockery.

How could he let go of such a great opportunity, the big handcuff entered An Ning's waist, and he beckoned the little eunuch not far away, and ordered him to go to the imperial doctor. The soft and fragrant feeling only drilled into his nose, and he only felt that his heart was going to be drunk together.

An Ning struggled to break free from his clamps, kneeling in front of Linglan, the handkerchief in her hand had been stained red by the blood that kept coming out of her forehead, and she pressed the wound, trying to stop the blood on her forehead, but in vain.

After only a moment of effort, Linglan's face had lost its blood, looked at the heartbroken princess, smiled at her reluctantly, and said, "Princess, the slave maid does not have this blessing to serve you anymore, you must take care of yourself in the future." If there is an afterlife, Linglan will still come to serve the princess. ”

An Ning couldn't cry anymore, she covered Linglan's pale lips in distress, "Linglan, why are you so stupid? Don't say it again, the imperial doctor will be here in a while, you must persevere." You said you wanted to see me get married, how can you not keep your promise?"

Linglan wanted to raise her hands to smooth out the wrinkles on the princess's forehead, and the princess would smile beautifully, but her hand was only halfway up, and it hung down weakly, and the whole person was no longer alive, and there was still pity for the princess in her eyes.

An Ning's mood suddenly collapsed, he hugged An Ning in his arms, and kept muttering: "Linglan, wake up, it's not fun at all." You always like to lie to me on weekdays, and I won't fall for you again this time. ”

The thief on her side lost patience, a little maidservant, although she has a bit of a posture, is an uninteresting person in the end, no matter if she is dead, there are more important things to do in front of her. He picked up An Ning, who was kneeling on the ground, and carried her towards the hall, regardless of her struggle.

Lan Qingyue, who was hiding not far away, had already begun to breathe fire with their eyes, and as early as when An Ning was caught by him, Lan Qingyue was about to rush out, but was held down by the two people beside her. If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and at this moment, the thieves of the Western Continent are still watching in front of them, and they can't startle the snake because of a momentary impulse.

Seeing that Linglan, who he usually got along with day and night, died in front of him, these palace people who were cowering in one place couldn't help but feel related, and the princess was even more sad, and the crowd gradually became riotous.

Taking advantage of the fact that the thieves on the west road did not notice, Lan Qingyue and the three of them took advantage of the commotion to quietly retreat, and at this time, they could only save her by going around to the peaceful palace from behind. The situation was urgent, and she was afraid that a moment of tranquility at night would encounter an accident, so she came out of the sight of those thieves from the Western Continent, Lan Qingyue took a light move and jumped into her room from the back window of tranquility.

An Ning in the hall was being thrown onto the bed by the thief of the West Continent, and he hurriedly bullied him, holding An Ning's struggling hands with one hand, and tearing her clothes with the other, and his stinky mouth arched over her naked, exposed skin.

An Ning struggled but wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself, but the man grabbed his jaw, his hand was strong, and An Ning's jaw had been removed by him. Pain and humiliation came, and An Ning's heart was completely hopeless.

Seeing that An Ning was no longer struggling, he removed her shirt, his big hand ran down her crisp, and his chest slid over her flat lower abdomen to the only remaining obscene pants on her body.

The little brother under him was already a little impatient, and was about to continue his movements, when he suddenly found that a long sword had pierced his chest, and he looked back in disbelief. But he saw Lan Qingyue, who was supposed to die on the battlefield, standing in front of him like a Shura.