After chatting with Yao Ji for a while, Yao and Xu broke up unhappily.

The three of them had different thoughts, Xu was worried that Fu Xing would steal her position as the head of the house in the future, while Yao felt threatened by the princess of the previous dynasty.

As for Yao Ji, she just admires Guogong, and it is also very comfortable to be able to settle down in Guogong's mansion.

Seifukaku.

Sandalwood is permeated, and a beautiful woman in white is sitting on the desk, holding an ink pen with her white fingers, and her eyes are contemplative.

A piece of white rice paper was spread out in front of him, but from beginning to end, it was white and flawless, and there was no ink.

Occasionally, the servants of the courtyard would pass by the princess's door.

Inside the open door, the princess in white was delicate, her black hair was like a waterfall, and her slightly thin lips were a delicate red than roses.

"Princess Fuxing has been in this state for a long time." The next person sighed.

"I don't know why, Guogong obviously treats the princess very well, but recently he seems to have snubbed Princess Fuxing."

The man agreed: "Princess Fuxing's food and clothing are all according to Guogong's requirements, but Guogong has not been to Qingfeng Pavilion for a long time. ”

"Not only Qingfeng Pavilion, but also the adults didn't stay in the courtyards of the other ladies."

I don't know who sighed: "Adults have always had no desires and no desires, maybe they treat Princess Fuxing so well, just out of compassion." ”

And not love.

The princess's eyes in the room sparkled, and she finally put pen to paper.

The voices of the subordinates came into their ears, and they didn't say the next words, but Fu Xing silently added in his heart.

The rice paper is no longer white, and there are four small characters on it.

Fu Xing lowered his eyes and looked at it quietly for a long time.

With his jet-black eyelashes lowered, he stretched out his hand and slowly folded the rice paper that had been air-dried, and pressed it under the inkstone.

Then spread out a new piece of rice paper. The tip of the pen was dipped in ink and began to sketch carefully.

…

Click.

As soon as the door opened and closed, the black-clothed secret guard flashed in, hugged his fist towards Yun Chu and said, "My lord, my subordinates have something to report." ”

The Dark Guard's voice was a little hoarse, as if it had been deliberately suppressed.

There's an indescribable weirdness.

Yun Chu raised her eyes, the face in front of her was very familiar to her.

"What you want to do, done?"

Guogong, who was dressed in silver and black, lowered his eyes, and his voice was clear and cold.

The dark guard paused and replied, "Lord Hui, the matter is done. ”

"My lord, there is one thing ......"

As the words fell, a crisp sound of sword drawing broke through the air, and immediately after, the tip of the sword glowing with the cold light of the forest pointed at the chest of the dark guard.

Yun Chu was indifferent: "Your disguise is full of flaws. ”

Bai Fu will not easily break into the study, unless she calls, or something urgent happens.

But the other party's appearance is completely like a nervous and clumsy disguise.

Not long ago, Bai Fu was ordered to fetch the clothes cut for Fu Xing, even if the other party's speed increased, he would not come back empty-handed.

The other party still did too little homework.

The dark guard was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands, and a smile of unknown meaning curled into the corners of his lips.

"It's worthy of Yun Guogong, and his clumsy disguise can't escape your eyes."

Yun Chu frowned.

This man's reaction was too calm, and it gave people a bad premonition.

"Who sent you?"

The tip of the sword thrust forward, piercing the garment and pressing against the man's flesh.

The corners of the black-clothed dark guard's eyebrows furrowed, but the smile on the corners of his lips deepened.

He grabbed the sword that Yun Chu had stabbed with both hands and quickly retreated. Yun Chu was carried by this force and went straight to the door of the study.

The sword in his hand also disappeared into the body of the black-clothed dark guard.

"Bang-"

The other party didn't seem to feel the pain, the smile in his eyes magnified, and he opened the door with his body.

Not good.

Yun Chu's eyes were cold, and the uneasiness in his heart was magnified.

So at the moment when the other party fell, Yun Chusheng pulled out his long sword.

Almost as fast as he could go backwards.

Outside the open door, dozens of arrows rained down and rushed straight to the beginning of the clouds.

The black-clothed prince immediately dodged and retreated, raised his arm, and blocked with his long sword.

Snort –

A long sword stabbed Yun Chu in the shoulder, and Guogong frowned and pulled out his sword.

Although the arrow avoided the vital point, the place where the shoulder was pierced into the flesh began to drip blood.