The moonlight poured through the gap on the floor as a clear spring, rippling right beside the bed, and at the same time, a round thing reflected on the floor.

Meng Fusheng's breathing was still steady, but he was actually on guard, just waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

Barely audible. Meng Fusheng squinted slightly, watching the black shadow half-bend over and get closer and closer, and then the cold light flashed, and the dagger in the black shadow's hand refracted the moonlight outside the window, just sweeping on Meng Fusheng's already widened eyes.

"Look for death!"

Meng Fusheng let out a loud cry and rose from the bed, holding his sword to knock out the dagger in the black shadow's hand.

Hei Ying didn't expect Meng Fusheng to not fall asleep, and he didn't have time to be stabbed in the hand, and the dagger fell to the ground.

The black shadow must have known Meng Fusheng's kung fu, and seeing that he couldn't make a secret plan while he was asleep, he didn't even think about fighting back, but immediately jumped out of the open window.

Meng Fusheng followed without thinking about it, and followed all the way to the street.

At this time, it was the end of the ugly hour, everything was silent, and there was no one on the street, only the sound of the two people breathing.

The more he chased Meng Fusheng, the more frightened he became, that person's kung fu may not be as good as his own, but his light skills were not worse than him, and after chasing for so long, he couldn't get closer, and the two were always 30 feet apart. It is not far or close, it will neither make Meng Fusheng want to give up, nor will it allow him to be hurt.

Caught up, and when he reacted, Meng Fusheng had already entered the palace, he frowned and wanted to stop, at this moment, the assassin in front stopped at the same time, turned his head, and half of his face was hidden under the mask, but from those cold eyes, he read a bright mockery, as if he was proud after a successful calculation, and then flew into the shadows and disappeared.

Meng Fusheng was secretly frightened, and just wanted to catch up, when suddenly there was a noisy sound of footsteps, Liangguang was getting closer and closer, and soon a team of guards appeared in his sight.

Meng Fusheng paused, a bad premonition rose in his heart, and sure enough, two guards dragged out a person from a corner, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, that person was no stranger to him - it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Yi Dan.

Meng Fusheng's pupils shrank.

"Catch him!"

Before Meng Fusheng could say anything, he was surrounded by the guards, and Meng Fusheng, who was the leader, was no stranger, and the two had an exchange.

He looked at Meng Fusheng with a cold face, "Marshal Meng, please go with the villain." ”

Meng Fusheng frowned fiercely, knowing that he must have fallen into some kind of scheme, he glanced at the unconscious Tulan Chahe, who had been helped away, and followed them without saying a word.

He was brought before King Yidan.

King Yidan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he only learned the news just now, the prince was seriously injured and lying in the imperial garden, and there was only one Meng Fusheng there, and the matter was very clear, wasn't it?

"What do you say?"

Even if the facts seem to be so clearly laid out, King Yidan, who has been immersed in all kinds of intrigues for a long time, knows that not everything is believing, so he still wants to hear what Meng Fusheng has to say.

Meng Fusheng lowered his eyelashes slightly, and told him about the encounter with the assassin tonight and the fact that he had chased him to the palace.

This sounds ridiculous, after all, the palace is not as good as the outside, and who can believe that an assassin has disappeared into the palace so quietly?

King Yidan's expression was gloomy, the powerful momentum on his body was leaking, and he didn't say whether he believed it or not, the atmosphere in the imperial study was very solid, if he changed someone who had never seen the world, he would definitely be directly scared and fainted.

But Meng Fusheng's expression was just a little solemn, silently waiting for a result.

"Hell has a sword wound on his body." King Yidan said after a while, his tone was as fierce as if he were ruthless, "You use a sword, or the unique Liuyun Sword Technique of Liuyun Villa, which is so consistent with the wound on He'er's body, I have to doubt you." ”

Meng Fusheng couldn't help but clench his fists, it seemed that the person who calculated him had been preparing for a long time, and even imitated the swordsmanship.

Before he could say anything, there was a sudden commotion outside, and King Yidan frowned in displeasure.

Then someone came in and said that the princess was asking to see her.

King Yidan had always loved the youngest daughter, and Tulan Chahe's injured frown had a tendency to loosen and let her in.

As soon as Tulanchana came in, she looked at Meng Fusheng, her eyes scanned him seriously, and she was relieved to see that there was no injury on his body, and ran to King Yidan's side to be coquettish, "Father, Na'er has been to see the imperial brother, and I don't know that the thief dared to hurt him like this, if I know it, I must let him survive and not die, and take a hard breath for the imperial brother!" ”

No one will doubt the truth of her words, and it has not happened before that someone offended her and was taught a lesson by her, that person can't survive and can't die, and he even bent on dying later.

But when she said this, she didn't look at Meng Fusheng at a glance, as if she didn't know anything about the cold atmosphere in the imperial study.

Even King Yi Dan noticed this clear favoritism, and his expression was a little uneasy, and this elbow inevitably turned out too much.

"Na'er is so sure it's not a floating life?"

Tulanchana pretended to be surprised, as if he had said something incredible, "Did the father suspect Meng Fusheng?" Although Na'er also heard that Meng Fusheng was alone in the imperial garden at that time, but Na'er knew him, he would never do such a thing, not to mention that Meng Fusheng was still loyal to his father and brother. ”

The room fell into unbearable silence for a while, Meng Fusheng lowered his head and didn't know what to say, and King Yidan was thinking about something with a calm face.

For a long time, it was so long that Tulanchana was a little apprehensive when she held King Yidan's arm, and then she heard him chuckle and say in a joking tone: "My daughter is really in love with you, and she is completely planted in your hands, and you can't treat him badly in the future." ”

King Yidan means to believe in him for now. Meng Fusheng was a little surprised.

King Yidan then said, "Go back first, I have already sent people to investigate, and I will know the result soon." ”

Tulanchana immediately smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, very likable, and her voice also had a sweet and glutinous taste, "Knowing my father, Shengbai and I won't bother you." ”

Saying that, she spread King Yidan's arm, and happily ran to Meng Fusheng's side, squeezing her eyebrows and blinking at him to follow her out.

Meng Fu was surprised, paused, then nodded to King Yidan, and followed out.

Tulanchana stood outside waiting for her, smiling like a child begging for a reward, "Well, I'm not good to you, if it weren't for me you wouldn't be able to go back tonight, hehe." ”