"You......" Luo Heng rubbed the top of her head again, "If you haven't slept well recently, I'll let Mo Fei help you take a look." ”

Luo Heng also didn't know what happened to Shen Qingci recently, when she fell asleep at night, she always felt that she couldn't sleep peacefully, and she had to wake up from time to time, and then she could continue to fall asleep, he was her pillow person, no one knew these things better than him, and understood them better.

As soon as Mo Fei heard this, he hurriedly came in with his own medicine box, and he pressed his two fingers on Shen Qingci's wrist.

"Madame is worried and worried, and her blood is a little worse."

"I'll just prescribe a few patches of medicine and take them."

After he finished speaking, he had already sat on the side and opened the prescription, as for the matter of catching the medicine and decoction, there is no need to trouble others, she can do it herself, there is a medicine hall in the palace itself, that is his territory, the medicine he dispenses, you can grasp it directly there, as for the medicine, the medicine he boiled out is naturally much better than others.

When a bowl of black medicinal juice was placed in front of Shen Qingci, she sighed in her heart, and then picked up the bowl with both hands and put the bowl to her mouth.

Then she drank the medicine without a drop, and these medicines were only refreshing medicines after all, and they would not hurt her life.

And she really just couldn't sleep all night long.

She was very worried, very scared, but she didn't know who to talk to about it, so she went on day by day, even if it was sometimes a storm, it could frighten her.

When this bowl of medicine was finished, Shen Qing found that she could sleep better, and she didn't get up too late at night.

That night, she was still sleeping in a daze, and of course her body was very warm up and down.

Luo Heng was worried about her restlessness, and gently stretched out his hand to pat her shoulder, and only in this way did she seem to be able to feel at ease, and her frowning brows also eased.

What kind of noise came from outside?

He sat up, and the quilt was also pulled on Shen Qingci's body, and then he opened the window and stretched out his arm outside, and soon after, a golden eagle flew over and landed on his arm.

Burning Heng gently stroked the feathers on the golden eagle's body, "I have something to go out for, you can stay here and guard her for me, no matter what happens, remember, don't leave her." ”

The golden eagle grunted, flew up again, and then stood at the head of the bed, already dutifully protecting its master here.

Xuan Heng thought that he was dressed and walked out, and the moment the door closed, Shen Qingci sat up suddenly, she put her hand on her chest, there was a moment of discomfort, so that now, almost all of them are jumping a little fast, and it is also a little painful.

She hugged the golden eagle and buried her face in its smooth feathers.

"Folding the wind, we have to do something, will you help me?"

The golden eagle tilted his head, and a pair of small eyes also turned around.

At this time, outside, there was already a fight.

After thinking about it outside, he found that there were a lot fewer guards in the mansion.

"Lord, we have been ambushed."

Changqing repelled a man in black, and also took the time to say a word to the brand.

"The guards in the house don't know what's wrong, they all seem to have been drugged," he said, and his own footsteps also stumbled a little, which is not good, it seems that even he has been hit.

It's just that who is so bold dares to poison their Shuo Wangfu, and they are so unaware.

What about Mofei?

Brand Heng worried about pushing Changqing away, and also let the sword in the hand of a black-clothed man fall short, if it weren't for this pull, maybe Changqing would have become the soul of the sword.

Lord Wang, be careful, Chang Qingtu glared at his eyes, and at this moment, his heartbeat was almost over.

I don't know where an arrow flew.

And he could only watch the arrow shoot at the body of the brand, and he only now realized that these people were coming for their prince, that is, for their prince's life.

Just when he was frightened, the arrow had already rushed towards the chest, and the arrow was also shot straight into Luo Hengji's chest, and then he heard a ding, but when the arrow hit the chest of the brand, it fell to the ground.

Xuan Heng gently stroked his chest, and also looked at these many people in black one by one.

Each of them has undergone special training, and they are all going to put him to death, just like this arrow, he lowered his head, and under the palace lamp, faintly, you can also see some blue light on this arrow, that is to say, these people really want to think about it, and they are also afraid that he will not die, but they have fed poison on the tip of the arrow.

But it's a pity, they don't know that he is wearing Tencel armor on his body, and the Tencel armor is invulnerable, as for these poisoned arrows, there is no chance to hurt his flesh and skin, and of course, there is no chance for him to see blood and seal his throat.

And several black people also looked at each other when they saw that they were safe, and they didn't know what kind of information they were exchanging now.

These eight lambs, Changqing pinched his palms hard, and he also let this labor pain, so that he could sober up a little, and the state of Changchang on one side didn't seem to be very good.

The current situation is very unfavorable for them, Changyi and Changyu are not there, and the guards in the house also know what they have eaten, and now most of them are dead and injured, how can these people, who are they, how can they come to his mansion unknowingly.

And no matter what, even if they try their best, he must protect the safety of his master.

At this time, the men in black exchanged glances with each other, and then came with their swords raised.

Changqing also clenched the sword in his hand and lifted up the already small amount of energy, otherwise, it might be his corpse lying in a while, not the person standing on him.

It's just that within a few breaths, there are a lot of colors on his body, and the pain in his body has also made him more and more sober, but his face is not so good, and it is even worse than ten meetings.

Because these black people are clearly the dead soldiers who were specially raised, the method he used was also to fight for his life and kill people, and he didn't know the pain, and he didn't know the pain.

And what they fear most is to do it with these people.

Those who want to die are afraid of not dying.

And they want to live, but they also want to save their lives, but these people are using their own lives, fighting for their lives, cymbals are no matter how good their skills are, but in the end, they are still invincible with all their fists, and he has a lot of injuries on his body.