Nan Yuchen didn't have any anger on his face, but a faint smile.

Because he knew in his heart that although Fu Ruolan was still angry with himself, he did not forgive himself.

But with his actions just now, he could see that Fu Ruolan was much less indifferent to him, and his whole person became vivid.

As long as she makes persistent efforts, Fu Ruolan will definitely be able to get back together with herself.

"Master, the slave maid goes out and cleans up the bed next door, so that ......" Menghua looked at Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen making an awkward fight, she also thought that the two masters could be fine.

It's just that Menghua's words were interrupted by Fu Ruolan before he finished speaking. She complained and was slightly angry: "Don't worry about him, let him fix it himself."

"But ......" Menghua could clearly see that Fu Ruolan had Nan Yuchen in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't have disturbed her mood because of Nan Yuchen's arrival.

"Nan Yuchen, you go quickly, don't stand at the door of my room." Fu Ruolan saw that Nan Yuchen's figure was still at the door, so she opened her mouth to drive him away.

Menghua also gave up persuasion, thinking that this was a matter between the masters, and it was better for her to be a slave and not to speak.

Fu Ruolan saw that Nan Yuchen didn't speak, and waited for a while to see the figure in front of the door before slowly leaving.

Her heart tightened slightly, thinking about whether her words were hurtful.

After waiting for a while, she saw that there was indeed no movement outside the door, and then she reopened the door.

The courtyard outside the door was empty, and it seemed that Nan Yuchen had already returned to his room.

In the summer night, when the night is dark, the moon is already hanging in the sky, and the surroundings are not so dark as blue.

Fu Ruolan had something on her mind, so she went back to the room and closed the door.

"Master, are you going to rest?" Menghua looked at Fu Ruolan's somewhat absent-minded appearance and asked.

In the past few days, Fu Ruolan has been worried about the prince's condition, and she is already exhausted.

"Rest." Fu Ruolan twisted her neck and walked towards the bed, wanting to lie on the bed and rest and relax.

There are special people waiting on the prince's side, and there will be no problems. Even if there is an emergency, someone will immediately come to inform you.

Menghua knew that Fu Ruolan was also tired in the past few days, so she hurriedly said, "Master, the slave will go and get you some hot water." You can also sleep soundly after washing up and resting. ”

Fu Ruolan originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, it was better to wash it up, lest the prince not be cured, and she herself would be in trouble if she was infected with the plague again.

"Okay, you go and get back quickly."

Menghua got Fu Ruolan's permission, and then walked quickly outside.

Fu Ruolan was the only one left in the room, and the surroundings seemed exceptionally quiet.

Today she was also tired, sitting on the edge of the bed and falling asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Ruolan felt that a figure was walking towards her in the room.

I thought it was Menghua, but it was a person with a different aura and figure from Menghua approaching him.

Fu Ruolan instinctively realized that something was wrong, and her mind was awakened a little in an instant.

At the same time, the knife in the man's hand stabbed straight towards Fu Ruolan. At this time, no matter how fast Fu Ruolan reacted, she couldn't dodge, so she could only watch the shining knife come straight towards her.

In an instant, the man's hand was suddenly struck. The powerful force made his hand shake, and the dagger fell off his hand.

In an instant, Fu Ruolan's body rolled into the bed violently, and her hand touched her medicine box.

The silver needles she could use as weapons were all in the medicine box, but I didn't know if she had a chance to get them out of them.

It was only when the voice rang out that she realized that there was a third person in the room.

"Who's coming? How dare you beat my woman's idea. ”

That voice was something Fu Ruolan was used to hearing and was all too familiar with. Obviously, there is no undulating tone, but it makes people feel the chill oozing from the words.

When Fu Ruolan heard the familiar voice, the tension in her heart disappeared. Nan Yuchen is undoubtedly strong, and ordinary people can't hurt him in the slightest.

With him here, Fu Ruolan believes that he will also keep himself safe.

While thinking about it, the dagger of the person in front of Fu Ruolan stabbed at him again.

Nan Yuchen and Fu Ruolan were already assassins who saw that the situation was not good, and they would definitely want to escape. Nan Yuchen blocked the door and did not step forward.

But who knew that this assassin was clearly ignoring Fu Ruolan's life, and Fu Ruolan instinctively blocked it.

Although it blocked part of the power, the dagger was still smart Fu Ruolan's arm. Fu Ruolan was in pain and almost exclaimed.

Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, Fu Ruolan vaguely saw that the assassin was dressed in black, and his face was also covered by a black cloth, and only the eyes that could be exposed showed fierceness.

Nan Yuchen gasped in pain when he heard Fu Ruolan, and his heart trembled.

He flashed behind the Assassin like a ghost, and kicked the Assassin's hand, the dagger falling out of the Assassin's hand again.

As soon as it was too late, the two of them went to snatch the dagger that was still in mid-air. The assassin grabbed it first, and the assassin who hit Nan Yuchen directly with an elbow strike bent over.

But the assassin didn't have the slightest intention of defending, but was still attacking, and instead of attacking Nan Yuchen, he desperately wanted to rush in front of Fu Ruolan.

Nan Yuchen also realized this, and hurriedly threw himself on the bed to protect Fu Ruolan.

But it was precisely because of his pounce that the dagger in the assassin's hand stabbed directly into Nan Yuchen's shoulder.

Fu Ruolan's eyes widened as she watched the dagger sink into Nan Yuchen's shoulder, and her heart trembled. At this time, the silver needle that she had already touched in her hand was thrown directly into the assassin's eyes without hesitation.

The Assassin was forced to take a step back, paused for a moment and charged at them again.

Nan Yuchen endured the pain and jumped forward, kicking directly into the assassin's chest.

The assassin's dagger fell to the ground, and Nan Yuchen picked it up and was about to stab at the assassin.

"Spare him his life." Fu Ruolan hurriedly shouted.

She wanted to know who had asked him to assassinate her, and for what purpose.

Nan Yuchen's cold eyes swept over the assassin's face, if it weren't for Fu Ruolan to spare him a dog's life, Nan Yuchen would definitely make this person who hurt Fu Ruolan pay the same price.

The assassin who was lying on the ground because he was injured sneered, and before Nan Yuchen and Fu Ruolan could interrogate him, he directly committed suicide by drinking poison.

Nan Yuchen sensed that something was wrong and hurried to stop it. But in the next second, dark red blood was already flowing from the corner of the assassin's mouth.

"You ......" Nan Yuchen was a little anxious when he saw him taking poison.

It's just because Fu Ruolan wants to keep his life temporarily, but Nan Yuchen doesn't keep it, so he still has chagrin in his heart.