Chu Jiang didn't know any of those secret guards, and they weren't sent by his father.

Chu Jiangli's several secret guards, "......"

This......

Terrible.

It's getting closer and closer to the official road, and no one dares to do it when they get to the official road, and there are people from the government stationed there.

The silver stood firmly on Chu Jiangli's head, refusing to come down at any point, with a gurgling sound in his throat, and his tail kept flapping.

It's unsettling.

Chu Jiangli wanted to chop off its cat's head, but considering that Hua Sesheng was still here, he couldn't help it!

Eat him and drink him, and ask his little girl to hug!

Waste silver!

I don't know how many people there are, Hua Sesheng is playing with darts, and she is not very worried, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should be careful." ”

If he accidentally died, things would be very troublesome, but it had nothing to do with her, and she didn't kill her.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Hua Sesheng's mind, she could kill Chu Jiangli and then fake the scene!

However, this idea only appeared for a moment, and it was dispelled.

If she finds out, she will have to run for her life.

She can still tell which is more cost-effective, the only pet of Emperor Chu or the end of the world.

"Don't worry, I'm still going to marry you with my life." Assassination is not once or twice, in the royal family, who has not experienced more than ten or twenty assassinations?

After his father ascended the throne, at the beginning, there were up to six waves of assassins a day.

Hua Sesheng glanced at him coldly, like looking at a fool, marry her? Dream.

She still has a large grove, why do you want to hang it on Chu Jiangli's crooked neck? She is not a fool, Hua Sesheng despises it very much.

What's more, Chu Jiangli said it himself, even if he is rich, he will not marry her, "His Royal Highness the Prince, there is everything in my dreams." ”

The implication is that he is dreaming.

The sound was approaching, and it was around here.

Listen to the sound, not many people come.

The secret guard silently protects his master, and the people who come should be coming down for His Royal Highness the Prince, they just need to watch the play.

"Kyauk, you go and help the prince." Jiao is the one with the highest martial arts among the people she brought, and I don't know how many people Chu Jiangli has brought.

This time, there were only four assassins, and there were very few of them, and their martial arts were ...... Very high.

Moreover, he came for Hua Sesheng.

The assassin's face was covered with tattoos, like people from some organization, the tattoos were very strange, and Hua Sesheng was uncomfortable to look at.

It's like some kind of mysterious totem, ancient, amazing.

She is just a girl here, and it is easy to distinguish who the national teacher is, Hua Sesheng took a few steps back, frowned and looked at the four people, but she didn't know who sent these people.

"Dove, leave a man's mouth alive." Commanding in a cold voice, Hua Sesheng retracted his hand into his sleeve and held the dart in his hand tightly.

Hua Sesheng offended a lot of people in the court, but as for the people who wanted her name, there were very few people, court disputes were common, and although those old things were pedantic, they would never do such a thing.

Chu Jiangli hugged Hua Sesheng and dodged violently, and a long sword was inserted in the place where Hua Sesheng was standing, and the little girl's waist was very thin...... It's soft.

All over ...... Squishy.

I think of the beautiful scenery I have seen before, eh...... If she doesn't have a figure, she definitely has long legs that are convex and backward.

But what does he want to do with this?!

Hurriedly emptied the mess in his mind, Chu Jiangli's face was slightly gloomy, "Protect the national teacher." ”

The martial arts of those four people are very high, and it seems that the people behind them are also bloody.

Hua Sesheng dodged, his sleeve piercing the air, and his figure was fast, his fingertips brushing the throat of an assassin, and the next moment, the man fell to the ground.

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