What can make a king of a country fearful is not the territory of the empire, let alone his own safety, but from a dagger hanging between the neck of the beloved woman.

Murong Che didn't dare to imagine what kind of scene he would see if he came in the evening for a second.

He is not a person who is obsessed with love, and he can stand on top of everyone's head, and he will not be an indecisive wooden sorrow, but An Miao is really different.

Even if he had a choice, he would rather dismiss the harem and have a couple with An Miao for the rest of his life.

After Madame Hong swallowed the poison, she immediately left with knowledge and interest, she was a smart person, and now she was willing to return to An Miao, so she naturally went out to give way to the place.

Only Murong Che and An Miao were left in this humble house, but no one spoke first, the atmosphere became a little solemn for a while, An Miao sighed, pulled Murong Che to sit, and leaned on his tight shoulder.

Even when the dust settled, she sat here alive, Murong Che still couldn't completely relax, and the previous scene simply became a nightmare.

Let the Ninety-Five Venerable not feel stable.

"Look at your wrinkled face." An Miao sighed in her heart, and pinched his face with her hand, that is the emperor, in this world, she is the only one who dares to do such a rebellious act.

But neither Murong Che nor An Miao felt that there was anything wrong with this kind of intimacy, she still leaned lazily on him, pouting and whispering.

"Don't be angry, it's just an accident, I didn't expect anyone to kill me."

"Dark Fragrance is no ordinary killer organization." Murong Che sighed, there was no way to take this woman, he wrapped his arms around An Miao's waist and left a light kiss on his hair with the aroma of medicinal herbs, "Their organization is full of women, the asking price is very high, and there is a tradition of doing whatever it takes on as long as you take on the task. ”

If it were another woman, when she heard that she was being targeted by such an organization, she would be frightened.

But An Miao's eyelashes trembled, and she raised her head to look at Murong Che, "You told me this, do you hope that I can return to the palace?"

"Yes." Looking at each other, his eyes were full of helplessness, "An Miao, you can't use your life to gamble on the good luck that you can have next time, who found the dark incense, I'm still checking over there, but it takes some time, it's too unsafe for you to be here." ”

Murong Che is right, An Miao herself is not good at martial arts, at best she can use some poisonous things, but those can only be a surprise, and it is not enough to look at it in front of a real master.

The others in Leshan are also unreliable, Anyang is just a small child, although he has a pure heart, but he has not learned kung fu, so he is useless.

As for Tuoba Yan and the others, in An Miao's heart, they are not their own people at all.

But if you just go back to the palace like this and continue to fight with An Yan in those meaningless battles, whether it is as a concubine or a princess, it makes no sense.

What about her ambitions

Could it be that if you really want to encounter a little trouble, you have to hide back in Murong Che's wings?

The value of An Miao's own existence, her full of medical skills, and the courage that she has experienced twice between life and death, are all nothing.

Who is the person who hired Dark Incense, although An Miao has not been able to determine the final candidate, but who is probably it, and it can still be specific to how many of them.

Anyway, no matter how you go around in the end, you can't get rid of An Yan's side, but it hasn't crossed paths for a long time recently, isn't it too stupid to hire someone to do it now

Now is not the time to go to the errand, An Miao pursed her lips, she secretly raised her head, even from this angle, Murong Che is still amazingly good-looking.

It's obviously a man, but he has such a face.

"I don't want to go back to the palace." An Miao made a few detours in her heart, and in the end she still said it, she didn't dare to look at Murong Che's face when she spoke, buried her head in his shoulder socket, and her voice was also urn-like, "Murong Che, I don't want to hide under your protection forever, it's just a little trouble, besides, didn't you still leave Madam Hong, believe me, it'll be fine." ”

It was as if he had already known that An Miao would answer like this, but Murong Che was still a little disappointed, he did not retreat as before, but accentuated his tone.

"An Miao, you really can't joke with your life, if you care about this pharmacy very much, you can go back with me first, and when I'm safe, I'll come back again."

This time, An Miao's silence became longer, and her breathing became shallow, hitting Murong Che's neck, bringing a scorching temperature.

"I don't want to leave."

She repeated this sentence again, and clearly and clearly felt the anger on Murong Che's body, he was really angry at An Miao's behavior of not even cherishing his own life.

In An Miao's impression, after Murong Che's relationship with each other was determined, he was really gentle and gentle to her, and everything was full of patience, even to the point of pampering and indulgence.

But all those loves and fantasies dissipated without a trace at this moment.

He can treat An Miao's unconditional connivance, even if she wants to leave the palace, she has no intention of refusing, arranges for the secret guard to take care of her, and even puts down the things in the palace from time to time, just to come and take a look.

It's a pity that this doesn't mean that An Miao can not even care about her own life.

Murong Che sighed, still patted An Miao's shoulder gently, but without saying a word, he got up and left.

It was the first time, without those affectionate words, and there was no sadness between parting, he didn't even glance at An Miao, and just left.

"Murong Che."

An Miao seemed to be stunned, she sat at the table in a daze, her body still maintained the posture of leaning to the side, but there was no one to lean on, and the man she trusted in this world left.

It's because of her stubbornness.

Her eyes turned sour, and her body began to tremble, as if she was a sick person, she put one hand on her chest, suppressing the pain that kept coming up.

She was a doctor, but she didn't know how to treat her illness.

She quarreled with Murong Che and didn't know if they would ever see each other again.