"I said, the emperor is a suspicious person, it is not so easy for you to deal with it, more is better than less, Uncle Huang, you took me to see Lin Zhong today, and we will treat it as if nothing happened."

"Huh...... stabbed the king, and he had to act as if nothing had happened. Mo Huaining rubbed his head on Ding Weilan's shoulder, and felt another sharp pain under his ribs.

She went an inch deeper.

"Uncle Huang, don't struggle, now I'm a knife and you're a fish, take me away."

"You ......" Mo Huaining put his hand on the hand where she was holding the sword, wrapped her hand, and smiled, "Don't shake your hand, it hurts." ”

Ding Weilan's heart was beating like a drum, "Uncle Huang still knows that it hurts, so let's go quickly." ”

"It's natural to go, but now Dugu Yan and Dugu Yuyao are in the imperial city, this king is being watched closely, and now he is injured, and he will take you back to the Xuan Palace, and it is easy to be discovered. When the time comes, the affairs of you and me can't be wrapped, aren't you afraid of being divided by five horses? ”

Ding Weilan stiffened his neck, "Uncle Huang, you seduced me first, and if you want to divide the body, you will only be separated, right?" ”

"It's a hard mouth." Mo Huaining couldn't stand the pain, and began to make bursts of struggle in his throat, low and weak, and the warm breath made Ding Weilan's neck itch.

This sword stabbed so deeply that Mo Huaining subconsciously turned his head and bit Ding Weilan's neck, wanting to use this method to relieve the pain.

Ding Weilan exclaimed in pain, and wanted to stab him again, but his hand was held and couldn't move.

She didn't expect that she had already been hit by a sword, how could he still have so much strength, could it be that she was too light on the enemy? If this sword is not a threat to the imperial uncle, then she is the one who is in danger.

Ding Weilan was thinking about it, and at the same time, she couldn't help but be bitten by Mo Huaining.

Suddenly, he stopped and took a deep breath, "That's it, since you want to see you so much, then the king will satisfy you tonight." ”

After that, the hand on his waist tightened, Ding Weilan only felt that his body was light, and then a gust of wind blew, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them had arrived in the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Qing Ying was staring inside without blinking.

She hadn't slept all the time.

When he saw King Xuan come out with his young lady in his arms, Qingying's legs were weak.

"Qingying, don't come here!" Ding Weilan admonished, she still held the hilt of the sword in her hand, but she knew that she was no longer a threat to the imperial uncle, and she couldn't use any strength at all.

"King Xuan!" Qing Ying knelt down suddenly.

"Don't hurt my young lady, otherwise the slave and maid will die at the gate of King Xuan's mansion, Emperor Shengming will definitely investigate the reason, and King Xuan will not be at peace at that time!"

A drop of cold sweat slipped on Mo Huaining's forehead, it was really the same as the master and servant.

"Go in and clean up the house, if others see that something is wrong, you will be in trouble."

He had just clicked on his acupuncture point, barely stopped the bleeding, and only left a lot on the bed in the room.

However, the acupuncture point is just an expedient measure, he is in urgent need of treatment now, and after briefly explaining this sentence, he flew away and disappeared into the moonlight.

Ding Weilan wore a light-colored dress, which was extremely easy to expose in the dark night, but fortunately, she was small, Mo Huaining held him in her arms, covered it with her tall body, plus he made a light effort, even if he was injured, it was not affected in the slightest, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them had returned to King Xuan's mansion.

didn't feel that someone was following him, Mo Huaining felt a little strange, even if King Qi's people were all a group of straw bales, how could they see his actions, but Duguyan didn't send someone to investigate......

Without thinking too much, he returned to the house, put Ding Weilan on the bed, and turned around to summon Nighthawk and the doctor.

Nighthawk saw that the prince was covered in blood and had a sword stuck in his ribs, and his brain twitched for a while, and he thought that the prince was playing some trick, after all, how many years have passed, and no one can hurt the prince closely.

The prince has recently recovered his strength, and it is not easy to hurt him.

Even if someone makes a move on the prince, the other party must be a peerless master, seeing Ding Weilan next to him, Nighthawk subconsciously stepped forward and raised a smile.

"Miss Ding, thank you for taking in our prince, can you see who did it to the prince?"

"Me." Ding Weilan spat out a word expressionlessly.

Nighthawk: "......"

Hehehehe...... What are you kidding, how could a girl like Miss Ding hurt the prince?

"Miss Ding......"

"Nighthawk."

Mo Huaining has already begun to receive treatment, and the shirt is removed, revealing a deep and long wound, the doctor bandages it with medicine, Mo Huaining turns his head, and his strong chest muscles are looming.

His eyes swept around Ding Weilan, and there was no blame in his eyes, but some banter.

"Take her to meet the guard of the Qi Palace."

Ding Weilan clenched her fists and became nervous for a moment.

“…… Yes, Lord Wang! Nighthawk replied with a fist, and then stretched out his hand to Ding Weilan, "Miss Ding, please." ”

Ding Weilan had just been taken away all the way, and now her legs were still a little weak, she staggered off the bed, ran to Mo Huaining, and picked up the sword that had just been pulled out of Mo Huaining's body, which was still glowing with blood.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing this, the doctor who was taking the medicine turned around and put on a posture in an instant, and there were a few more silver needles in his hand at some point, flickering in the light.

"If you hurt the prince again, don't blame me for being unkind to you."

"Miss Ding." Nighthawk stood in front of Ding Weilan, it seemed that he had stopped the doctor, but in fact, Nighthawk's hand had already touched the saber on his waist, and as soon as Ding Weilan made a move, he would see each other with the sword, either dead or injured.

Although he knew Ding Weilan, he was Mo Huaining's guard in the end, and he just heard that the murderer who hurt Mo Huaining turned out to be Ding Weilan, and Nighthawk was already fine if he didn't do it directly.

When the swords and soldiers met, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, but Mo Huaining was still bandaging himself unhurriedly.

"Okay, don't make trouble, Nighthawk will take her quickly, it's a little late and dawn, and it's hard to explain."

"Yes." Nighthawk glanced at Ding Weilan with a solemn face, and then walked in front, Ding Weilan glanced back at Mo Huaining, Mo Huaining was in a good mood, hooked his lips and smiled at her, and closed his eyes.

Being stabbed with a sword is not so pleasant, and now, he really needs to rest.

Nighthawk took Ding Weilan out and followed the courtyard all the way to the kitchen.

Ding Weilan was a little surprised, could it be that he was treated in the kitchen? Is it not cured and boiled directly?

However, when Nighthawk took her to a relatively remote corner and unscrewed a mechanism on the wall, revealing the wide secret passage underneath, Ding Weilan realized how strange her idea was.

The two of them walked into the tunnel one after the other, and the walls on both sides were lit up, and it looked quite bright.

Relatively speechless along the way, Nighthawk was very annoyed by Ding Weilan's behavior, and was reluctant to talk to her, except for the two years when he just went to Daliang Kingdom, when did the prince suffer a loss, and now he was actually calculated by a person who didn't know martial arts, and he was panicked for the prince.

However, he was more curious why, after going through a struggle, Nighthawk finally couldn't hold back and shouted "Miss Ding" angrily.

"Miss Ding, why did you do it to the prince, the prince didn't do anything to be sorry for you, right?"

"He broke into my room late at night and tried to force me." Ding Weilan replied calmly.

Nighthawk was speechless, this kind of behavior really deserved to be stabbed to death, but ...... That's the prince of his family.

"Even so, the prince didn't succeed."

"If he's going to get his hands on it, I'll have to cut something down."

"......" suddenly felt a chill between his legs.

"Miss Ding, putting this matter aside, that Lin Zhong in your mansion was snatched back by the prince from the prince of Yan, just by virtue of this, you shouldn't make a move on the prince."

Ding Weilan sneered in her heart, it was because of this that she did it.

"He didn't save Lin Zhong to threaten me." Ding Weilan muttered to herself sullenly.

Nighthawk was speechless, he actually felt that Miss Ding was reasonable, the prince was such a person, if Miss Ding was a little more cold-blooded, it didn't matter if there were people around her, and the prince would not ask someone to save this guard.

In the final analysis, it was the prince who saw through Miss Ding's temperament and used it to win him over, and he admitted that his prince was not an upright person, so sometimes, even if he wanted to defend the prince, he would feel powerless.

Miss Dante is the person the prince wants, and for the sake of the prince's future happiness, the clumsy Nighthawk still decides to work hard.

"That, Miss Ding, in fact, if the prince wants to threaten you, he can just save his life, Lin Zhong is carefully taken care of by the best doctor under the prince."

"Oh, isn't that for currying favor?" Ding Weilan's anger did not subside, and she did not speak politely.

Nighthawk stopped talking at all, Lord Wang, your subordinates have done their best, the woman you fancy is still fooling yourself, happiness is in your own hands.

On the other side, Qing Ying finally got up from the ground and looked worriedly in the direction where Miss and King Xuan left.

She didn't know what was going on between the two of them, and the more Miss told her not to go there, the more serious it seemed that something serious had happened.

Anxious to find out, she hurriedly ran into the house, lit a small dim lamp, searched around the room, and finally found a large pool of bright and piercing blood on the bed.

Her heart was beating all of a sudden, this is the blood of the young lady? Or is it King Xuan's?

King Xuan has an intention against Miss, could it be that it is because Miss is reluctant to obey, so King Xuan has murderous intentions?

She was thinking wildly in her heart, and became more and more worried, but considering King Xuan's advice, she quickly tore off the sheets, carefully inspected the inside of the room, and found that there was nothing abnormal elsewhere, so she blew out the lamp, tiptoed the door and prepared to go out.

The young lady did not let the matter be known to others, and she could not be discovered.

Thinking like this, Qing Ying closed the door lightly, and turned around to meet a pair of solemn eyes.

"Qingying." Xiao Liu, who was the leader, shouted, and his eyes fell on the thing she was holding.

"Where's the princess?"

Qing Ying was startled, calmed down, and pretended to be calm, "Did Miss say that you don't have to come out to guard tonight, you all go back to sleep, why are you disobedient?" ”

It's a pity that Qingying is usually easy-going, how can this point threaten Xiaoliu.

He asked, "What's the matter with the blood on the sheets?" ”

"It's ...... Miss is on her menstrual period, the affairs of her daughter's family, what do you guys come to see when you come over? It's embarrassing......" she muttered, hugging the sheets and about to get out of the way, but was stopped by a person.

"Zhuo, what do you want to do?" Qing Ying glared, but she didn't expect the guards to come over, and Ah Zhuo actually added to the chaos.

Ah Zhuo's expression was complicated, worried, injured, and a little angry, "Sister Qingying, where is the princess?" ”

"The princess is sleeping in it."

"Then we're going to go in and have a look." Xiao Liu frowned and was about to go in, but was stopped by Qing Ying, "What kind of system did you enter the princess's room in the middle of the night?" Beware of the princess beating you into pigs' heads with a stick! ”